This battle is inevitable!

This battle, we have to fight!

This battle is called Witch Martyrdom!

With the roar of the senior brother, his expression looked extremely hideous, and when his left hand was raised, he grabbed a huge war drum from the void as soon as he grabbed it.

This war drum is more than ten zhang high, purple and red, it seems to have been stained with countless blood in the years, and a large number of unjust souls hovered outside it, with the appearance of this drum, those unjust souls immediately let out a terrible roar.

The senior brother stood numbly beside the big drum, the hook in his right hand towards the drum, and fell down fiercely, and a heart-shaking and earth-shattering drum suddenly spread all over the world.

Layers of ripples echo in this sky, this drum is by no means ordinary, this is the Jiuli war drum of the Jiuli Wu clan, once it sounds, it will shock the enemy at the same time, it can make the person who beats the drum, blood boiling, and the blood is fierce in the cultivation as if it is ignited.

With a sound of drumming, Senior Brother's entire complexion instantly turned ruddy, his eyes were no longer gloomy, but revealing the glow of a beast without a sense, and the moment he opened his mouth and roared, he strode straight towards Su Ming.

Behind him, there were endless souls, these souls came from the Jiuli drum, and at this moment, with the reverberation of the drum, they had to devour the flesh and blood to their heart's content.

The arrival of the senior brother was amazing, Su Ming stood there, raised his right hand in silence and pointed forward, and immediately the huge statue behind him suddenly penetrated Su Ming's body, and appeared directly in front of Su Ming, representing the left hand of lightning and thunder, suddenly raised and blasted away.

At the same time, that represents the right arm of fate, when it is raised. swept towards the elder brother, because he had a body. These two arms are not only more flexible, but they are also much stronger than before.

With a roar, Su Ming closed his eyes behind the statue, pinched his right hand, and punched forward.

This punch was separated by his brute statue, but at the place where the brute statue and the senior brother's divine power touched, it exploded violently, and Su Ming's brute statue flickered. Rolled backwards dozens of feet. penetrated from in front of Su Ming's body, making Su Ming's body appear in front of the statue again.

The elder brother was there, and his body continued to retreat until he retreated to the war drum. His eyes gradually revealed red, although he was still godless, but the red color could cover it up a little, almost the moment the red flashed, the hook in the right hand of the senior brother slammed on the war drum.

This time, it's three times!

The drums were roaring, and even Su Ming's current late stage cultivation of the Barbarian Soul was shocked. The statue behind him showed signs of distortion, and at the same time, after these three drums, the senior brother suddenly opened his mouth and let out an amazing roar in the sky.

As he roared, countless signs of cracking immediately appeared throughout his body. Black blood emanated from his body, turning into a purple-red mist, and after enveloping his whole body, a powerful aura burst out from this purple-red mist.

This breath is the pure breath of the Wu clan, with the weirdness of the Wu clan, with the vicissitudes of the Wu clan, at this moment in the explosion, a hoarse voice emanated from the mist.

"Nine separated from the bloodline, incarnate...... Witch Master!" As the voice echoed, the mist was suddenly absorbed by the body of the senior brother, and when the mist was no longer there, the senior brother who appeared in front of Su Ming's eyes was obviously different from Fang Cai.

Although it is still like that, there are complex runes in the six positions of his eyebrows, hands, legs, and chest, which are not like those owned by the immortals, but are more like the words of the barbarians, but they are not recognized by any barbarian.

This is the witchcraft seal of the witch clan!

"Little junior brother...... I could beat the war drum three times before, let my blood boil, and under the stimulation of Jiuli's blood, I became a witch master...... But it didn't take long, and it couldn't unleash a too powerful inheritance technique.

Today...... With the help of Lord Ditian, I can do this, this feeling of mastering power...... Very good, very good......" The senior brother's expression was still numb, and he slowly spoke, his words echoing in all directions.

"Since fate has arranged for you and me to fight, then this battle ...... I hope you don't disappoint me......" As the senior brother spoke, his left hand was raised, and the whole person suddenly knelt down, but it was not towards Su Ming, but towards the sky.

"Jiuli bloodline, the lord of the Wu clan...... Look at you, junior brother, you can let me unleash a few witch powers!

A witch ode to heaven, please use the witch weapon of heaven to destroy this person who rebels against witches!"

Under this worship, even the distortion of the sky came to a halt in an instant, and a trace of purple mist drilled out of this void on the earth, suddenly condensed together under this sky, forming a purple skull bone.

This bone floated in the air, and on it, it exuded a treasure aura similar to the barbarian slaughtering immortal clan, and the same treasure existed on every continent!

This is the treasure of the Jiuli Wu clan, the witch god bone!

The moment this skull appeared, it was as if it had been resurrected, and immediately a ghostly light appeared from the hole in those eyes, and with a sweep, it stared directly at Su Ming.

A sense of coldness instantly grew in Su Ming's heart, and being stared at by the skull made him immediately feel a crisis.

At the same time, under the raised finger of the senior brother's left hand, the skull immediately buzzed, and went straight to Su Ming, and when he moved forward, a powerful aura erupted on the skull, and on it, a phantom was conjured, and this phantom was a big hand, looking at it, it seemed to crush Su Ming.

"Emperor Tian's good means, this son turned out to be the descendant of the Jiuli Division, but looking at it, it should not be a real descendant, but a bias towards the criminal cadre......

But even so, with the guidance of his bloodline, he can also summon the treasure that belongs to the Jiuli Wu clan of this earth, Emperor Tian, Emperor Tian, you choose this son to control, what you want to ...... It's very big!" Ji Di's eyes flashed, looking at Su Ming's senior brother, as if he had an understanding.

"This land is indeed strange, not only has there been a terrible existence like Lieshan Xiu, but also a powerful person like the Jiuli Witch Lord, but it is precisely because of this that the barbarian race has split and the Wu clan has appeared, which has caused many of the methods left by Lieshan Xiu to be unable to be carried out.

The witch lord of Jiuli, born at the wrong time, compared himself to a generation of barbarian gods, but also self-established witch clan, imitating the Lieshan Cultivation, and also refining several treasures of the Guardian Clan, these treasures, only the people of his lineage can summon, in this regard, it is one level worse than the Lieshan Cultivation.

There are also three bodies of the Jiuli Witch Lord, each of which has a doppelganger of divine thoughts and spiritual wisdom, each of which can be regarded as its descendant bloodline, and each of them can appear as the Jiuli Witch Lord. ”

When Ji Di sighed here, Su Ming looked at the senior brother, and nodded in silence.

It was almost the first witch of the senior brother who unfolded his Jiuli bloodline, the ode to the sky, the moment the purple and black skull appeared, Su Ming took a deep breath, and when his right hand pinched the trick, the right arm of the barbarian statue behind him also raised, pinching out the seal, and his left hand also changed.

"Barbarian God...... The stars, the sun and the moon, the first change...... Star Tribulation!" Su Ming's hands touched the top of his head slightly, and he spread out violently, waving towards the sky, and with this wave, the distorted canopy of the sky was torn apart by a pair of invisible big hands, revealing an illusion.

It was a starry sky, the starry sky was shining, there were countless stars, at this moment those stars moved, in the starlight shining, those stars formed a line of starlight, those starry sky condensed together, and suddenly formed a meteor light, whistling straight to the big hand of the skull.

This battle is a battle between Su Ming and his senior brother, but this battle is a battle between the barbarian god and the witch master!

Su Ming's performance is the art of the barbarian god, and what the senior brother unfolds is the method of his Jiuli bloodline witch master, the shot of the two seems to have returned to the ancient years, between the second generation of barbarian gods and the Jiuli witch master, if fatalistic entanglement and fighting!

At this moment, the roar rose monstrously, and the entire starry sky collapsed at this moment, turning into countless fragments, this was the collapse of Su Ming's supernatural powers, and the big hand that the skull turned into was also reversed under this roar, and its five fingers were shattered, but in the rewinding, the skull exuded more illusion with a clicking sound, making the palm recover instantly.

At the moment of its recovery, the backward trend of this palm slammed down, and once again grabbed at Su Ming.

"Starfire!" Su Ming stood in place and did not dodge, but pinched the trick, pointed towards the starry sky where the sky collapsed, and said these two words in his mouth.

In an instant, in the starry sky that collapsed into pieces, the broken star light that still existed shone again, and with the impact of its collapse, with the trend of rolling away, those starry sky sprinkled to the earth with a sense of incompleteness.

The wisps of starlight intertwined like substance, and suddenly turned into a stream of evil qi, those evil qi came from the starry sky, from the starlight, from the broken sky, while shining on the earth, the sky was full of stars, and the arrows of starlight rushed to the big skull hand that was condensed again.

An even more violent roar echoed, Su Ming's body staggered back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his expression was low, but there was an uncontrollable boiling of war intent in his body, this battle intent did not come from his consciousness, but from this underworld world, from the collision between the barbarian and the witch clan.

The senior brother's body retreated continuously, and he also spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the color of the blood was black, and when he retreated at this moment, he raised his head violently.

"Jiuli bloodline, two witch burial grounds!Please the witch treasure of the earth, kill this person who rebels against witches!"

"Jiuli bloodline, three witches into Ding, the barbarian clan has Ding as its treasure, my Wu clan also has Ding, for my Wu clan to suppress the treasure of luck, with my Jiuli Wu main bloodline, please Wu Ding is in the world!!"

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