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-------------------------------------- was in a coma for I don't know how long, and when Zhaoming woke up, he found that he had been locked in a stone prison.

Looking around, he saw Shura lying motionless on the side, and his heart sank, and he immediately stepped forward to help him up and lean against the wall. Shura's breath was weak, and his whole body was covered with traces of being burned by the fire, and he obviously suffered a lot.

"Shura, Shura!" Zhaoming shook him gently, and it took a long time to see his lips move, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't even make a sound, and then tilted his head and passed out.

"Shura, Shura!" Zhaoming was shocked and anxious, but he really didn't know what to do except keep shaking the scarred body.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, and rushed to the cell door and cried loudly: "Help, help!"

As soon as I touched the cell door, I felt a shock all over my body, my eyes went black, I screamed in pain, and the blue lightning flew up all over my body, slammed into the wall, and then rolled to the ground.

I don't know what means were arranged by the Wu clan on the prison door, but it actually contained terrifying lightning power, almost killing Zhaoming directly.

"What's the noise!" a witch clan walked over and shouted as he looked inside the stone prison.

"Save ...... Save ......" Zhao Ming said intermittently, the power of the lightning was too terrifying, and he could not support it at the moment.

The witch clan sneered: "Rescue, just kidding, waste demon clan, if you die, you will die, what else can you save." Even if it's okay, tomorrow will be the Panjin Festival, and it will still be a dead end!"

These insulting words made Zhaoming feel that the blood and qi in his body were surging, and it was difficult to determine himself, and he screamed in pain, and his intuition was dark, and he was unconscious.

When he woke up again, most of his injuries had healed, but Shura was still unconscious.

Picking Shura up and half-lying on top of him, Zhaoming bit his lip tightly and stopped shouting. I don't know what awaits him and Shura after that, but he has decided that he will not say anything weak to the Wu Clan again.

In the eyes of those brutal witches, he and Shura were just ants that could be trampled on at will.

The dark future, hesitating and despairing, at this moment, he misses Ah Cao more than ever, and even his heart trembles when he thinks of it.

"Actually, I just want to go home!"

"At this time, the grass in Qingqiu should be green!"

Ah Cao said these two sentences most often, she just wanted to go home, but she could never go back.

It's just going home, why can even such a thing become a luxury? Zhaoming's tears flowed slowly, and his heart hurt as if someone was slowly scraping it with a sharp fingernail.

They are all Wu clans, if it weren't for the Wu clan, nothing would have happened, and if it weren't for the Wu clan, there wouldn't have been so many unfortunate things.

Ah Cao, bless me, bless me from dying. I will live with your will, live well.

If I don't die today, if I get a chance, I will kill all the witches in the world, and there will be no one left, and no one will be left.

Ruthlessly, he bit his lip, and the blood with the flames flowed out, but he didn't feel any pain.

After a long time, I heard the sound of the cell door ringing, and someone must have come. Zhaoming's breath stagnated, his heart moved, and he hurriedly took off the jade pendant and stuffed it into his mouth.

He didn't know if this jade pendant was a strange treasure, but this thing could help him heal his wounds, and it was something that Ah Cao didn't want to give away, and he couldn't let others take it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and take the sacrifice out, or Elder Liuli will curse!" shouted a jailer-leader-like witch clan.

"Why is Elder Liuli so angry today?" the other Wu Clan asked.

The head of the jailer snorted: "How can it be that the Eastern Princes of the Immortal Clan have made a move, hurting millions of disciples of my Wu Clan, and the High Priest has to temporarily go over to confront him." ”

"The battle line with the immortal clan is too long, the remnants of the demon clan have disappeared slightly, but Zhou Mountain has been making a lot of trouble recently, and the elders and patriarchs can't get out, this year's Panshen Festival is only presided over by Elder Liuli, and she is naturally on fire. ”

"Stop yelling, get the sacrifice out quickly. ”

At this time, the few witch clans who spoke happened to walk in front of the stone prison of Zhaoming and Shura, and glanced inside, and the leader of the jailers was stunned for a moment: "This is this year's sacrifice?

A jailer flipped through the booklet: "It was Zhu Honggongzi who caught it, saying that the two little demons are a little special, and they are going to be left for the high priest." ”

The head of the jailers nodded: "Is that so, keep it, hurry up, hurry up and take the sacrifices out." ”

Several witch clans were busy inside, constantly catching out the demon clans in other stone prisons. These demons are forbidden by witchcraft and cannot move at all.

Zhaoming looked at Yi Qiqi coldly and was silent. He and Shura seemed to have escaped for the time being, but because they were too weak and not qualified, and they had greeted the enemy.

This result made him even more uncomfortable. I want to live, I want to become stronger! These two sentences kept circling in my heart, as if I was about to fall into a daze.

After a while, the demon clan in the prison had been taken out, and suddenly heard a witch clan stunned and said: "Oh no, two died, what should I do?"

When the leader of the jailers looked over, he immediately kicked several jailers and scolded loudly: "You idiots, it doesn't matter what you want to fight or play, just don't kill them." This year, there are not many sacrifices, just right. ”

"My lord, what should I do?" the jailer who was kicked hurriedly endured the pain and begged for instructions.

The leader of the jailers frowned: "It's too late to catch the sacrifice now!"

glanced at Zhaoming's stone prison again, and said extremely unhappily: "Just those two." ”

"This ...... Zhu Honggongzi's order......" a jailer asked cautiously.

The leader of the jailers gave him another kick: "How stupid are you, Zhu Hong Gongzi has already gone to the east to search for the remnants of the demon clan, and he doesn't know when he will come back." When the time comes, even if you ask, you just say that these two little demons are sick and dead, won't it be done?"

"Yes, yes!" The jailer suddenly reacted, hurriedly put away the booklet, and then entered the stone prison to tie Zhaoming and Shura, and took them out one by one.

Zhaoming didn't put up any resistance, just held his breath and didn't move.

Walking through the damp prison corridor and passing through a large stone door, a strong light suddenly hit, making Zhaoming can't help but close his eyes, twist his head, and be shocked: What is this!

"It's a nice day, the sun is shining!" said one of the jailers.

The other jailer also laughed: "Of course, today is the Pangu God Sacrifice, and God doesn't dare to show the face of the Pangu God!"

Sunlight...... Zhaoming's heart trembled, is this the sun? He raised his head, ignoring the glare of the sun, and looked at the sky.

There's a blazing disc there, and the sunlight is coming out of it, which ...... It should be the sun that Ah Cao said! Sure enough, it is very comfortable, and the whole body is warm.

Cao, I see the sun, I see the sun, you know?

At this moment, Zhaoming suddenly wanted to cry again, his name was longing for the sun, he had always longed to see the legendary sun, and now he finally saw it, but before he died.

Sunlight, why can't you shine into the Demon Garden, it's so dark there.

"Is this little demon stupid? keep staring at the sun!"

"Who knows, I guess I feel like I'm going to die, so while my eyes haven't been closed, let's look at the bright things!"

Several witch clans sneered for a while, took the demon clan in their hands, flew up to a stone platform dozens of meters high, and then tied Zhaoming and other demon clans to a stone pillar. The stone platform is very large, and hundreds of demon clans have been tied up, all of them with their heads hanging and their faces dead.

Although they were all just ordinary ropes, their strength was sealed, and their hearts were like ashes, so they didn't have any intention of resisting.

The Wu clan is strong, the demon clan is weak, and it is difficult to escape if you encounter the Wu clan outside, let alone on Wu Island, the birthplace of the Wu clan.

All the demon clans were either unconscious or lowered their heads, but Zhaoming kept his head held high, looking at the sky and the sun stupidly, as if he wanted to shine enough of the sunshine he had lost in his life before he died.

The sun slowly moved westward, the light faded, and finally disappeared into the western sea line.

Zhaoming's heart also became colder, this was the first time he saw the sun, but it was also the last time he saw the sun.

Why is this world so unfair, these witches can have so many qiē, but themselves, even sunshine is a luxury.

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and there were witches dancing a strange dance in front of them, which was so noisy that Zhaoming couldn't help but look over.

Suddenly, he realized that there was a huge statue in front of him, it was a young man, not very handsome, but he had his own bearing. Clasped his hands and looked ahead fearlessly.

Although this is just a statue, it seems to be alive, especially the pair of eyes, there are bursts of divine light flashing, like the vast stars, vaguely, there is an indescribable strange power around this statue, mysterious and mysterious.

Who is this person, Zhao Ming was shocked in his heart, although it was just a statue, it made him feel a feeling of stepping on the vastness, the universe in his hands, and laughing at the world without a hero.

The statue is already like this, if it is me, I am afraid it is even more extraordinary.

"Bow down to Pangu God!" a female witch shouted, and all the witches immediately knelt down in front of the statue.

Pangu God, it turns out that this is Pangu, this is the Pangu who opened the world, Zhaoming suddenly understood, but he couldn't help but give birth to a heavy resentment.

Why did he create such an unfair world, why did he create a world where the witch clan bullied the demon clan, just because the witch clan bowed to him?

Believe in you and worship you, and you will be gifted, or else you will suffer misfortune and calamity?

Pangu, since you don't want to see the demon clan, why do you want the demon clan to appear in this world.

Staring at the Pangu statue in front of him, Zhaoming's eyes were full of hatred.

At this time, the Wu clan knelt down and bowed nine times, and they all stood up one by one. Another female witch danced a strange dance on the gaffe behind the Pangu statue, attracting a wave of strange power towards the Pangu statue.

Suddenly, countless bright lights appeared in the dark sky, and they flew towards Wudao like a meteor shower.