Chapter 45 Ancestral Witch Tomb Space

Everything was blood red, and the sky was invisible. It was like a blood-red dome, and twelve mountain-like hexagonal black altars stood on the blood-red ground.

Bloody lines flashed around the altar, like blood flowing. Countless black stone tablets stood around the altar, also flashing with bloody lines.

Le Ming and the other three were bound in the air by the blood light in a triangle shape, unable to move at all, but the soul-devouring souls that had been sucked in disappeared.

"Le Ming, you bastard, how dare you lie to me!" Di Rong struggled a few times, but couldn't get rid of the bloody light, and immediately roared angrily.

"Di Rong, what are you yelling like crazy?" Le Ming struggled a few times, but couldn't get rid of the bloody light, so he simply entertained Di Rong.

"Didn't you say that the Elf Queen is not in the Life Ship?!" Di Rong became angrier as he thought about it. Without the Elf Queen's intervention, he would not have entered this terrifying space.

"Dirong, do you have encephalitis? You still have deaf ears. I clearly told you that Feiya was in the life boat!" Le Ming was almost angry.

"You're just lying to me!" Di Rong was very angry and frightened. He kept groping around, unable to move his head, and his eyes were spinning around.

"Di Rong, what kind of place is this?" Feiya also felt very uneasy. This place was very strange. She had already made some guesses, but she didn't want to believe it.

"This is the place of worship for ancestral witches, and trespassers will be sacrificed!" Di Rong glared at Feiya fiercely: "It was your spiritual light that sent us in!"

"It turns out that this is the burial place of the twelve great ancestral witches!" Le Ming looked at it curiously, but he was not too worried.

Because the Heavenly Sword in his hand has been swallowing the blood, but there is too much blood here, Feiya and Di Rong did not notice it for a while.

"Shut up!" Di Rong quickly shouted at Le Ming: "If you dare to be disrespectful to the ancestral witch again, the high priest will treat me as a sacrifice!"

"Where is the high priest?" Because of the devouring of the Heavenly Sword, the blood that bound Le Ming became thinner and thinner. He could finally turn his head and began to search curiously.

"Hand over the sword in your hand." Just as Di Rong was about to continue scolding Le Ming, a cold female voice sounded, and Le Ming and the others suddenly felt a gloomy wind.

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out!" Among the three, only Le Ming had the Heavenly Sword in his hand, and he was still swallowing blood. This voice was obviously aimed at him, how could Le Ming be polite.

"When you come to the sacrificial space, you are still so arrogant, not bad, not bad!" As a colder voice sounded, the blood light in the upper center of Yue Ming's three people suddenly fluctuated.

A tall, blood-red figure slowly emerged, with long black hair hanging down around his waist, and a pale face with red lips and red eyes, staring closely at Le Ming.

"Haha, you are really a ghost!" Le Ming sneered: "If you stick your tongue out again, you will look more like a hanged ghost!"

"Dirong meets the high priest!" Di Rong glared at Le Ming fiercely, then quickly lowered his gaze respectfully, not daring to look directly at the blood-red figure.

"Hmph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. When I sacrifice you to the ancestral witch, we will see if you can still curse!" The blood-red figure glared at Le Ming and snorted coldly.

"Xiao Hong, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for more than two hundred years, you would hide in the ancestral witch's tomb and become the high priest!"

The blood-red figure was about to turn around and angrily scold Di Rong when Feiya suddenly sighed and interrupted the blood-red figure. However, this "little red" sound almost made Le Ming laugh.

The blood-red figure looks cold and arrogant, as if he is the king who rules the entire universe. It is really funny that he has such a name that is so friendly to the people!

"Fiya, this is the sacrificial space for the twelve great ancestral witches of our witch clan. If you dare to be disrespectful to the ancestral witches again, I will make your death very painful!"

Xiaohong was very annoyed. Obviously she was very familiar with Feiya and knew each other's names, but the relationship must be very bad:

"Also, I am the high priest of the Wu Clan, my name is Hongyi. You'd better not scream, otherwise I will drive you to pieces!"

"Xiaohong, back then you were just a little girl beside Fire Witch Chizhu. If I hadn't come to rescue you, you would have been killed by the thunder of the gods in the Holy World.

"How can I say that I have saved my life for you, but I didn't expect that you would kill me when I met you, and even make my soul fly away.

"As the high priest of the Witch Clan, your words and deeds represent the Twelve Great Ancestral Witches. Is this how the Witch Clan repays its kindness?"

Fiya said sadly, clearly she was scolding Xiaohong, but in reality she was ridiculing the witch clan, even pointing at the ancestral witches!

"Wow!" Le Ming immediately exclaimed in a serious tone: "Feiya, you have a problem with seeing people. Not only do you need to understand the essence, but you have to understand it for five hundred years. How can you save such an ungrateful person!

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"Huh!" Xiao Hong was speechless, snorted angrily at Le Ming and Feiya, and then roared at Di Rong:

"Di Rong, as the great elder of the witch clan, you brought outsiders into the sacrificial space at will. Have you forgotten that you cannot use the blood and energy of the ancestral witch in front of the Elf Queen?!"

"High Priest, it was this bastard Le Ming who lied to me!" Di Rong quickly pointed at Le Ming to defend himself. If it were not for the restraint of blood, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Xiao Hong.

"Xiaohong, the so-called teaching your son in front of you and your wife behind your back, it's really not good for you to teach the elder of the Wu clan in front of me and Feiya!" Le Ming reprimanded tactfully.

"It's you who screamed, Xiao Hong!" Xiao Hong immediately pointed his finger at Le Ming, wishing to rush forward and tear Le Ming to pieces, but he glanced at the Heavenly Sword that was still devouring blood in fear and did not dare to move.

"Whether it's Xiao Hong or High Priest Hong Yi, it's just a title. As the Great Heavenly Lord, I can't call you, the High Priest of the Witch Clan, an exaggeration, right?" Le Ming immediately put on airs.

Just as Xiao Hong was about to continue scolding Le Ming, the blood around the four people suddenly flickered sharply, and there were constant sounds of shouts.

"What's going on?!" Xiao Hong asked angrily at the blood around her. She didn't dare to go check it out because she was afraid of the heavenly sword in Le Ming's hand.

"Reporting to the High Priest, the Devouring Spirits are constantly devouring Lord Ancestral Witch's blood power, and they are getting stronger and stronger. We can't control it."

A woman in an orange cloak immediately flew out from the sharp flash of blood, bowed to Xiaohong and said.

"Use the Soul-Eating Gu to control the Soul-Eating Gu first!" Xiao Hong waved angrily at the woman in orange. She wanted to deal with Le Ming and Feiya first.

"Di Rong, why the hell haven't you awakened the soul-eating Gu in my body yet?!" Le Ming shouted as soon as the woman in orange left.

"Di Rong's cultivation is not enough to awaken the soul-eating Gu in your body, so let me help you!"

Before Di Rong could scold Le Ming with an angry look on his face, Xiao Hong said with a sinister smile on his pale face, and then quickly made a hand seal.

"Xiao Hong, you are only at the Void-Breaking Realm. Even with the help of the power of this tomb space, you have just reached the Supreme Realm. Let me help you improve your cultivation first."

Le Ming spoke very slowly, but when he came to the last sentence, he suddenly sped up the rhythm. The moment he uttered the last word, he was already swinging his sword and rushing towards Xiao Hong.

"You can actually move?!" Xiaohong was stunned and quickly retreated, but she didn't expect that Feiya's eyes burst into golden light and she also rushed towards her.

Xiao Hong quickly turned around and grabbed Di Rong, who was still unable to move, and threw him towards Le Ming and Feiya who were already rushing towards him.

Di Rong: I am also the Great Elder of the Wu Clan, can I save some face?

Le Ming: The Wu clan itself is very useless, what kind of dignity do you, the great elder, have?

Hong Yi: Even though I, the high priest, am called Xiao Hong, you, the great elder, are nothing!

Feiya: Xiaohong, you are just a tombkeeper, or a watcher in the name of the earth, let alone a high priest!
Chapter completed!