"What's the matter? How can it be so panicked?" An old voice sounded.
In this empty room, except for the old man, there was a statue that he didn't know what it was. The old man looked at the statue respectfully, but his little eyes that could not be opened were full of respect.
This place seems to be a place similar to a temple. Yes, this is the temple of the witch clan.
The old man bowed to the statue twice. For some reason, he always felt uneasy these two days!
Behind him, the young witch monk swallowed: "Great Elder! Outside... someone else rushed in, and our people couldn't stand it..."
"Hmph! You are not surprised when you change, you can't do this. It's a pity that we elders still treat you as a member of our tribe's future Presbyterian Church!"
The young man blushed and he lowered his head: "Yes! Great Elder, Zhang Qiang knew he was wrong!"
"Oh! Young people, it's normal to be frizzy! How many people have come to the other party?"
Zhang Qiang whispered: "Just two!"
"Hmph! There are only two people, can you please trouble me?"
The elder was a little disdainful, and Zhang Qiang swallowed: "But, those two are the strength of real immortals. Just now, the six elders fought with them and were defeated, so I asked Changgong and I to invite you separately.
Go and the second elder to take charge of the overall situation!”
The Great Elder frowned: "True Immortal?"
Standing up, the elder bowed deeply to the statue again, murmured: "Maybe, what should be come, it will come! You can't hide, you can't hide...
"The elder sighed and went out with Zhang Qiang...
"stop!"
An old voice sounded, Wang Shixun was stunned for a moment, and when he let go, a member of the witch clan who was caught tightly, Huo collapsed on the ground. Then, Liu Qiang kicked the other party's head directly.
...
The witch clan members looked at Liu Qiang angrily, wishing they could eat his flesh and blood!
"Hmph! Why? Do you trash want to resist?" Liu Qiang stared at the witch monks around him gloomyly. Wang Shixun patted his shoulder: "Okay! Liu Qiang, we are here to find something, not
Come and kill someone!"
Liu Qiang sneered: "But if these stubborn trash don't kill them all, will they hand over that thing?"
The great elder of the witch clan slowly walked out. At this time, not far away, another old man of the true immortal level also flew out.
The two of them stood in front of the two monks of the Shenji Camp, and the monks of the Witch Clan began to cheer.
The Great Elder and the Second Elder are all true immortals! The True Immortal vs. The True Immortal vs. The Two-on-Two! In addition, over the years, their respect for the two elders and their worship.
"Oh...oh!" The witch clan members cheered loudly.
Liu Qiang waved his hand and signaled that Wang Shixun would not have to do it. He slowly walked to the two of them, raised his head, and sniffed at each other.
"Hehehe! I want to see, you two, what kind of magical powers can stop us from looking for that thing!"
The elder of the Witch Clan narrowed his eyes and placed his hands on his chest with the second elder, constantly changing his handprints.
Buzz... At this time, two powerful auras burst out from the two elders.
"Great Witchcraft Curse, Heart of Fear! Heart of Trembling!"
The second elder also roared: "Weakening power!"
Buzz... Liu Qiang just felt that his body was restricted by something, as if it was a feeling of being trapped in a quagmire.
"Bastard! This witchcraft is indeed weird. It's a pity, hum! You haven't practiced it yet! Dispel the power!"
With a loud shout, the witchcraft spell surrounding Liu Qiang's body, a snap, like the sound of glass breaking...
At the same time, the two elders of the Witch Clan punched out at the same time.
Boom... A ball of flame and an ice cone smashed over. Liu Qiang jumped over the flame, and at the same time, he slashed down with a sword on one side of his body, and snapped...
The huge icicle was broken, and Liu Qiang shouted violently: "The King's Flying Sword!"
Swish... Two flying swords flew out, clang...
Two crisp sounds directly penetrated the body-protecting spiritual shields of the two elders of the witch clan, and hissed... penetrated the bodies of the two elders of the witch clan, and flew backwards for more than ten meters with flying swords.
Far, bang... The elder hit the wall of a room hard, knocking the walls down, half of his body embedded in the room, and after the second elder landed on the ground, he slid far away from the ground.
That momentum dissipated.
Wow... Both elders were seriously injured.
Liu Qiang sneered: "A idiot who overestimates his abilities!"
Now all the witch tribe members were shocked and desperate. The two elders, even if they joined forces, were no match for each other.
A young man shook his head in disbelief: "How could this happen? Why is this happening? They are all real immortals, why are the two of them not the same person's opponent?"
Liu Qiang looked at the guy with his eyes as if he was looking at a frog in the well: "Boy! Don't you know that true immortals are also divided into levels? Humph! Just one middle-level Lingxu and two old guys in the early stage of Lingxu also want to be with me.
Take action, I am the peak of Lingxu! Hahaha..."
Everyone looked cold. The comfort of too long and the life of seclusion in the world has indeed made most of the people in this village really become frogs in the well.
As for the Great Elder and the Second Elder, they knew that from the beginning of the battle between the two and the other party, they had already prepared to be defeated. They understood the gap between the early stage, the middle stage and the peak stage...
"Now, I'll send you to hell! Hehehe... But, two old things, I will keep you, I'll let you see with your own eyes, I'll slaughter the people in your entire village until you
Be willing to hand over that thing!"
The two elders stared at Liu Qiang with resentment in their eyes. The six elders who had fought with them before were all dead. Now, they and the second elder are all seriously injured. It seems that there is really no one.
Can save my own village.
Suddenly, the second elder got up from the ground, and with a puff, the flying sword on his body was pulled out, and blood spurted out wildly. He lit his body a few times, and the blood seemed to be stopped to a great extent.
"Children, our mission is to defend the thing left by our ancestors. Now, powerful enemies invade and take away the things left by our ancestors. Are you just like this, without resisting and allowing the other party to do whatever they want?"
"No..." All the witch monks yelled, fighting spirit one by one! The second elder nodded with a smile...
"Okay! Very good! Let's let's go! I don't notice it, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"
The second elder's eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were covered with red blood, and his whole body seemed to be dyed red by the blood gushing out of his body.
"Is this? Blood Curse?" Liu Qiang was stunned, and his face changed.
Boom... Suddenly, the blood on the second elder's body lit up halos, and countless blood-colored halos flew towards the monks of the witch clans from all sides. The monks of the witch clans around him were blessed by the power of the blood curse.
, The aura of his body surged!
"Ah...ha..."
Boom! One after another, there were no less than ten people one after another. Under the blessing of the Blood Curse, their potential burst out with super strong explosions and temporarily rose to the edge of the Lingxu period!
Liu Qiang's eyes were hot: "What a terrifying forbidden technique. Sacrifice of one person can make a large number of monks' strength soar to a terrifying level in a short period of time. If there are several monks who cast blood curse in a large-scale battlefield, then
The battle that was originally evenly matched must have been a one-sided situation..."
Wang Shixun narrowed his eyes: "This is a secret method of the witch clan. Even if you use soul search, you will never get it! What? After you get it, do you want to give it to the adults in exchange for a great achievement?"
When Liu Qiang heard Wang Shixun's words, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly: "Oh! You're right, that's all! Let's fight quickly and get that thing quickly is the most important thing!"
"Let's take action! Wang Shixun!"
Wang Shixun looked back at the void: "No! You can take action first! I always feel that there are a pair of eyes that are always staring at us in the dark. I must always pay attention to it in case someone sneak attacks..."
Liu Qiang frowned, his spiritual thoughts swept across the surroundings for hundreds of miles, but he did not find anyone: "Why didn't I feel it?"
Wang Shixun smiled, but did not continue to say anything.
At the same time, Yun Jianchen frowned: "This Wang Shixun seems to be of some origin, and he can actually sense the method of spying that can break me!"
"Deputy Team, he just felt something slightly. He probably didn't confirm it, let alone find us?"
Yun Jianchen nodded: "It should be!"
On the 9th, I thought about it: "When will we take action if that team?"
Yun Jianchen stared at Wang Shixun and couldn't help but frown: "Wait a minute! I always feel that something is wrong with this Shenji Camp patrol named Wang Shixun!"
Oh...boombo...boombo...
Liu Qiang and those witch tribes have already started to confront each other. With the blessing of the blood curse, hundreds of cultivators, the weakest ones are also semi-immortals, and the strongest ones are twelve early stages of Lingxu, although they are only temporary improvements, insights, and magic tricks.
Not all of them, but so many people besieged it made Liu Qiang a little unable to resist!
"King of Flying Sword, kill me!"
Sneer... With a sword, the arm of a witch cultivator was cut off, and then more than a dozen attacks had hit the body protection spiritual light shield behind Liu Qiang.
Bang...ah! Liu Qiang roared angrily and was knocked away, boom boom... With him as the center, there was a big explosion, and Liu Qiang's body protection light shield also had some cracks.
"Break it for me! Break..." Swish swish swish swish... Hundreds of flying swords stabbed in all directions, shit and shit and shit...
In the sky, one after another, the witch monks died, and their bodies fell to the ground...
The Great Elder looked at these scenes weakly, with a sad look in his eyes: "Ah... kids, I'm sorry, I can only make the final plan, this is also the worst plan!"
"Ah, Manitu Lhasa...#%￥#%..."
A series of obscure spells were recited from the Great Elder, rumbling... At this time, the entire earth began to tremble...
"This is..." Yun Jianchen, Wang Shixun, Liu Qiang and others all looked at the great elder in shock...