Hundreds of years later, a deep voice echoed across the starry sky from the ancient land.
"witch!"
That vast and mysterious sound seemed to come from the unexplored chaos across time and space, and finally reached the ears of all living beings in the ancient world like the sound of thunder.
Li Qingming, who was walking on the ancient land with two demon saints, heard this sound, laughed softly, and said to himself: "It has begun!"
"witch!"
As the sound gradually became louder, the whole land seemed to be immersed in this thunderous world. Everything seemed to be different.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, countless crimson blood groups seemed to appear out of thin air on the ancient land. The huge blood groups were several feet high, and the space that was shaken by the surging blood energy was shattered.
"Sir, what is this?"
A demon saint following Li Qingming looked at the blood mass in front of him in surprise.
"It's okay!" Li Qingming waved his hand gently and said, "This is a vision of heaven and earth! I just don't know the cause!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The blood mass in mid-air seemed to be alive, and the sound of beating heart could be heard. This strange scene made the two demon saints’ jaws drop in shock.
"Bang!"
Then there was a bang, and the huge blood mass disappeared from sight. The two demon saints looked at each other.
It is said that the disappeared blood mass actually appeared out of thin air in the ancestral witch hall in Buzhou Mountain. The ancestral witches looked at the blood essence in front of them in surprise, and their excitement was beyond words.
"Brother Li, this method is really feasible!" Di Jiang stepped forward and touched the essence and blood mass that had been bullied up and down. The feeling of blood fusion coming from inside made Di Jiang feel more intimate.
"Hmm!" Taoist Tiandi raised his eyelids, his blood-red eyes glanced at the blood groups, and said coldly: "Fellow Taoists, although these many blood groups contain the surging power of Pangu,
The magic power has no attributes. The second class still needs to force out a drop of blood from the heart, dilute it, and melt it into the blood mass. Only then can one become a witch clan!"
"Exactly this!"
All the ancestral shamans nodded and said yes.
"I'll do it first!" Di Jiang took two steps forward, used his palms hard, roared, and slapped his chest suddenly. A drop of blood essence the size of a fist, filled with strong spatial fluctuations, came from the mouth of Di Jiang.
Exploded out.
After the blood essence was exported, Di Jiang's face instantly turned pale.
The Taoists of Heaven and Earth have quick eyes and quick hands. After the essence and blood appeared, they opened the jade bottle they asked for from Li Yanran, took out a drop of Sanguang Divine Water and threw it at Di Jiang's essence and blood. A magical thing happened, the two drops of liquid mixed with each other.
After the fusion, it began to slowly expand, and it took a while to become as big as a small mountain.
Then there was a soft bang, and the drop of fused liquid burst open.
The crimson blood threads floated leisurely into the millions of blood groups. The blood groups that had been integrated into Dijiang's heart were all glowing with the power of silver-white space. The dazzling silver light illuminated the entire
The light reflected in the Ancestral Witch Hall can discern people.
What happened next was simple, and all the ancestor witches forced out their own blood.
The blood of Jumang is crystal clear and green, and the spiritual power of wood contains strong vitality; the blood of Lingshou is as dazzling as gold, and the sharp golden energy points straight to the sky; the blood of Gonggong is blue and deep, and the energy of sunflower water meets the sky.
The blood of Zhu Rong is red and green, and the violent spiritual power of fire is about to burn through the sky; the blood of Tianwu is sharp and green, and the fierce spiritual power of wind is as sharp as a steel knife.
The blood of Qiangliang flashes with purple lines, and electric snakes swim on it; the blood of Naz is shaped like lightning, and the crackling sound resounds across the sky; the blood of Zhu Jiuyin is invisible, but has a strong force of oppression; Shebi Corpse
The blood of Hou Tu is as green as the sky, but there is an evil spirit in the spewing spiritual energy; the blood of Hou Tu is turbid and yellow like earth, and its thickness is full of a sense of oppression; the blood of Xuan Ming is dark and inexplicable, with a biting coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow.
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Li Qingming looked at the scene happening in front of him through the eyes of the Taoist of heaven and earth. However, his heart was filled with turbulence and he could not calm down for a long time.
"My lord, my lord!" A demon saint who was following Li Qingming saw that Li Qingming was dark and confused and was stagnant, so he walked up the first two steps.
"Ah! What's the matter?" Li Qingming turned around and looked at the Demon Saint behind him.
The name of this demon saint is Jiu Ying. He has reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. Its body is a strange species from the ancient times. This beast has a nine-headed dragon body and two wings on its ribs. It can spit water and fire, and its cry is like the cry of a baby, so
Ming said "Nine Infants"!
"Sir, right in front of you is the Lion Camel Ridge, the territory of the Demon Saint Lion Camel King!"
The master in front of him was a murderer without blinking an eye. He shuddered when he thought about the huge bricks. Therefore, Jiu Ying did not dare to be negligent and quickly answered respectfully.
"Oh, so fast?" Li Qingming rode on Xiong Da, laughed softly, and said: "Jiuying, go up and call the door, and call out the lion and camel king!"
"Yes, sir!" Jiuying gently patted the giant wolf on his crotch, took a few steps forward, and shouted: "I am the lion and camel king, I am the Demon Saint Jiuying, come out quickly to greet me!"
I saw a small head with a sly eyebrow suddenly poked out from the bottom of the mountain, looked outside, turned around and hid in the mountain.
After a while, noisy shouts of death came from the forest.
"Kill!"
Groups of little demons, some holding flags, long knives, or pointed spears, suddenly appeared from all directions, trying to catch Li Qingming and the two demon saints.
I saw only one little demon, all with hairy faces and animal heads, and incomplete transformations. They were densely packed, probably numbering in the thousands.
Then a loud roar was heard, and a strong man nearly three feet tall strode over. He was a demon: a green face with fangs, thick beard and hair, and a terrifying and fierce light from his huge copper bell-like eyes.
The man pointed at Jiu Ying with one hand, opened his mouth wide and said hatefully: "You thief! What qualifications do you have to let me go out to greet you!"
Jiu Ying looked the Lion and Camel King up and down, and said: "Are you the Lion and Camel King? I am the Demon Saint Jiu Ying under Sun Star Emperor Jun, and I am here to invite you to surrender to Lord Emperor Jun to conspire with him!"
"Hahahaha, bullshit!" The Lion and Camel King looked up to the sky and laughed, "I can eat, drink and play as I please in this Lion and Camel Ridge, so why should I put on shackles and be controlled by others? What a joke! Hahaha!"
"Jiuying, just force him to give up his soul!" Li Qingming glanced at the Lion and Camel King lightly and said.
Jiuying trembled all over and said, "Yes, sir!"
"Hmph! If you want your uncle's spirit, first ask if the guy in your hands agrees or not!" The Lion and Camel King snorted coldly, and charged forward with the mace held high.
A flash of light flashed in Jiuying's eyes, and a red three-foot-long whip appeared in his hand, swinging it in the air and making a crackling sound.
"Crack!"
Jiu Ying waved his long whip and danced like an airtight man. The Lion and Camel King held up his mace but was unable to break through Jiu Ying's defense. In Li Qingming's opinion, it was Jiu Ying who was teasing the Lion and Camel King.
The two sides fought back and forth for thousands of rounds.
"Huh! Trash!" Li Qingming looked extremely bored and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He transformed a navy blue palm from the sky and grabbed the Lion and Camel King like lightning.
After hearing a cry of sorrow, the lion and camel king was suddenly grabbed by the palm of his hand, and then fell to the ground. This was repeated hundreds of times. The little demon and the two demon saints were seen sweating profusely, and their faces were pale.
"Are you convinced?" After a while, Li Qingming's commander Xiong Da took a few steps forward and asked.
The lion and camel king, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, dared to complain. He strangely sent out a trace of his soul and said: "Sir, please forgive me, the little demon has surrendered!"
Li Qingming took this piece of soul, smiled faintly, and said secretly: "The great era is coming!"