The advance speed of the Netherworld army suddenly slowed down a lot.
Because the scope of the search has increased, one million troops are not even enough.
"Next, you still can't kill indiscriminately, just kill the enemy leader." Li Changan said to Taihao.
"The speed of our search is too slow. A million troops may seem like a lot, but if they are to be scattered along this three to four hundred mile wide marching route, there won't be many of them."
Taihao also felt the same and nodded in agreement.
They don't need to go out to search for the Ancestral Tribe, so the waiting speed is very slow.
It's not that they feel bored, after all, they all need a lot of time to practice. Even if they sit there for a year and a half, they won't have nothing to do.
The key is to worry that all the previous benefits will be taken by others.
Especially in Huoming Mountain, there is probably a second-grade wizard squatting there.
If you go late, you may not be able to eat meat.
But it is unrealistic to ask them to abandon the rebel tribes along the way.
After all, in Huoming Mountain, being watched by the shaman of the Zhurong tribe, you may not be able to eat meat.
But the anti-ancestral tribes along the way can really be eaten in their mouths.
But the two of them couldn't eat enough.
Although the number of people was slightly insufficient, the Netherworld army had done its best and pushed forward crazily.
There was only one tribe that rebelled against the ancestors, and it was Li Changan who took action.
If two people appear at one time, they will divide their work.
He also captured the next five cities of the Niance tribe.
Li Changan captured three of them, and the divine power in the Fu Zu Altar accumulated to five drops.
The Netherworld army also expanded to 1.5 million.
While the large army is moving forward to search for the Nizu tribe.
Li Changan began to swallow the divine power of Fu Zu.
Every drop of Fuzu's divine power is extremely important to him now.
The divine power of Fu Zu is imbued with the ten-color divine talisman.
The ten-color talisman began to change continuously, as if it had no fixed shape.
At a glance, tens of thousands of tiny runes appear and disappear quietly among the ten-color runes.
These tiny runes represent how many types of runes they contain.
In other words, Li Changan has mastered tens of thousands of runes.
This only represents the type, not the quantity.
Just talk about the number of runes.
Each type of rune can be called an astronomical number.
With the penetration of Fuzu's divine power.
The types of these tiny runes have increased again.
Li Changan and the ten-color divine talisman are connected in mind.
After a brief induction, I learned the specific type of runes.
A total of 37,600 species.
Li Changan simply used all the remaining Fuzu divine power.
It seemed like there were only five drops, but to Li Changan at this time, it was like pouring a lake into his mouth.
Among the Fu Zu's divine power, apart from those small runes, what is left is the purest power.
Li Changan's realm was constantly pushed upward by this huge and quintessential force.
Among the ten-color talismans, the seventh star core quickly became perfect.
Master the realm of seven stars and achieve it.
The eighth star core also gradually began to solidify.
These star cores are perfectly integrated with the ten-color talismans, stabilizing the ten-color talismans while continuously providing them with majestic star power.
Palm the realm of eight stars!
With this breakthrough, Li Changan's breath spread out instantly without being able to control it.
The black-armored tyrannosaurus he sat down on suddenly let out a scream, his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees.
The skyrocketing power in Li Changan's body was gradually divided by runes as vast as a galaxy, and the aura escaping to the outside quickly converged.
Li Changan opened his eyes, patted the head of the black-armored tyrannosaurus, and at the same time injected a force to help it soothe it from fear.
He was still very satisfied with this mount.
Not only is he powerful and domineering without losing his identity, he is also hard-working and his combat power is no better than that of an ordinary great witch.
It can save him a lot of trouble.
"A breakthrough?" Taihao's voice sounded from the side.
Li Changan nodded, "A small realm."
"It should be close to the third level, right?"
"Currently fourth level and eighth level." Li Changan didn't hide anything, "It's still a little short of that."
Taihao is also looking forward to Li Changan's third grade.
According to what Li Changan said, after reaching the third level, the Rune Way will enter a truly powerful period.
Obviously before, it was already much stronger than the civil and martial arts, but after the third level, this advantage will continue to expand.
At this moment, Qimang hurried over. He had the secret treasure of flame wings given by Li Changan, and he was the fastest among all the great witches.
"Your Majesty, a city of the Anti-Ancestral Tribe has appeared in front of us. It is bigger than the previous city!"
When Li Changan heard this, he immediately became interested, "Let's go, take me there quickly!"
Li Changan and Taihao followed Qimang into a valley and discovered the city.
It is at least twice the size of an ordinary city.
The sub-altar here is definitely much better than the other sub-altars.
After all, the larger the city, the more Witch Clan it can accommodate.
The more witch clans there are, the more incense beliefs the sub-altar gathers.
It would be even more beautiful if there were a few more drops of divine power.
"The Ancestral Witch King left it to me, and the altar belongs to you." Taihao made the allocation.
Li Changan nodded in agreement, and then swooped directly into the city, heading towards the location where the aura of the altar was.
Taihao also followed into the city.
Within a few breaths, a violent explosion occurred inside the city.
Li Changan flew out directly and retreated nearly a hundred feet in mid-air before stopping.
Taihao just happened to come here, "What's going on?"
"I'm careless." Li Changan grinned, "The fighting power of the Ancestral Witch King inside is stronger than that of the average Zhu Rong tribe Witch King."
"Just now, he directly punched the Witch King's true body, and he couldn't block it with one punch."
The bones of his hand were cracked, but the magic power was already flowing into the injured area immediately, repairing the injury.
"Do you want me to take action?" Taihao asked.
Li Changan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course that's good, it can also reduce some damage."
He looked around the city and saw that these Ancestral Witch Tribes were all preparing to launch an offensive against them.
Only by killing the leader and then destroying the sub-altar can they gradually recover from the state of rebelling against their ancestors.
It's not that he can't be defeated. If he really wants to fight, even if the current one-talisman cannot defeat all kinds of magic, he still has the regular heavenly sword.
Before his strength truly transformed, he had the strength to kill the Witch King, but over and over again, only those two moves had the ability to decide the outcome.
Therefore, no matter how many battles you have, it will only increase your combat experience.
It didn't help him much.
Since you can just sit back and reap the benefits, why should you hesitate?
As expected, Taihao is Taihao.
After he entered, it took him less than three breaths to walk out carrying a corpse.
Li Changan suddenly beamed with joy, ran into the palace, and slapped his palm on the altar.
After he destroyed the altar, he was dumbfounded.
Inside this altar, there are actually five drops of divine power!
Developed!
Li Changan swallowed up the sacred aura in the altar.
Then throw three drops of the divine power into the Fuzu altar.
The remaining two drops of divine power were thrown to Taihao.
"Why are you giving me your divine power?" Taihao looked over in surprise.
"There are five drops of divine power in this altar. Give you two drops, otherwise I will feel uneasy holding it." Li Changan said with a smile.
Taihao shook his head, "This altar belongs to you, you don't need to give it to me."
Li Changan waved his hand, "Here you go, just take it."
After saying that, he rose into the sky, let the Netherworld army outside enter the city, and began to reorganize the army.
When the altar of the child was broken, their belief in rebelling against their ancestors was also broken. In addition, the powerful Witch King was killed, and his corpse was hung on the city wall.
The anti-ancestors in the city did not dare to resist anymore and accepted the reorganization honestly.
Li Changan sat on the city wall, focusing most of his attention on refining other divine powers at the Fu Zu Altar.
On the altar of Fuzu, there is a faint brilliance flowing. This brilliance seems to have no power at all, but it seems to be the true fire of the sun, wrapping the three drops of black divine power.
The divine power contains the divinity of the Gu God, and the divinity inside must be stripped away before it can be used.
Otherwise, it is very likely that one will be eroded by divinity and become a follower of the Gu God.
Half an hour later, Wu Heng ran over and said, "Your Majesty, outside our army, we encountered two armies led by the Witch King..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed out from the distant mountain forest and headed straight for the city.
Li Changan signaled Wu Heng to continue reorganizing the army, while he stood up and hugged the newcomer,
"Netherworld has seen the Flame War Witch King."
Yanzhan Witch King landed on the city wall, looked at this city that was obviously much larger than the previous city, and said in surprise, "You have already attacked this place?"
After encircling and suppressing them all the way, all the sorcerer kings of the Zhurong tribe also had a preliminary judgment on the strength of these anti-ancestral tribes.
The general leader of the Nizu tribe seems to be a witch king, but because of the power of the Gu God in his body, he became a monk halfway.
As a result, one's strength cannot be fully utilized.
Therefore, they will all be weaker than the Witch King of the Zhurong tribe at the same level.
When Yan Zhan saw Li Changan, he was surprised.
Although this Netherworld has proven himself on the battlefield, he is not the Witch King.
I didn't expect to get here.
It must have been extremely difficult.
But the city in front of me is obviously different from the previous city of the Nizu tribe.
The leader who is stationed inside, the Witch King, is definitely better than the average Witch King.
Can Netherworld deal with such existences?
Li Changan's words gave him the answer, "We just finished the attack and I am reorganizing the army."
"How did you defeat him? There should be a terrifying Witch King stationed here!" Yan Zhan was shocked.
Li Changan said with a smile, "I was shocked at first, but after careful testing, I discovered that the person stationed here is still an ordinary Ancestral Witch King."
"I was lucky enough to kill him."
His words obviously did not convince Yan Zhan.
But the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.
All this is so weird.
Why did it happen to be like this?
It shouldn't be.
But he didn't say anything, he just glanced at the city, then at the corpse hanging on the wall, and left the city wall.
Li Changan did not take action and watched Yan Zhan leave.
He still has to hang out with the Zhurong tribe for the time being, but he can't kill the Witch King whenever he sees him.
That's when the secret will be revealed.
This war, in particular, was taken seriously by the witch master.
If he is exposed and hunted by the witch master, he has little chance of surviving.
"Speed up and keep pushing forward!"
Li Changan's voice echoed in the city.
Yan Zhan spanned dozens of miles and returned to his own Yan tribe army.
"Where has it been breached?" Yan Su, another wizard king of the Yan tribe, asked.
Yan Zhan nodded, "That Netherworld actually broke through there."
"This city is larger than the city of the Anti-Ancestral Tribe we encountered before."
"In the end, he said that with luck, the leader guarding this place is only a weaker Witch King."
Yan Su frowned, "How can it be possible for such a big city to be guarded by ordinary people?"
"This guy is dishonest."
"Besides, in such a big city, the sub-altar inside must be a good thing."
Yan Zhan looked over and said, "What do you want?"
Yan Su raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Don't say you don't want to. Master Wu Zun said that the sub-altar and the divine power inside can be exchanged for the blood of the ancestral witch."
"The blood of ancestral witches is harmless to us, but other divine powers may not be."
"If I really follow what you said, a city as big as this would certainly require divine power."
Yan Zhan was also hesitant, "That Netherworld was able to kill the Witch King guarding the city, which means he has some trump cards that we don't know about."
"Otherwise, how could he, a great witch, defeat the Witch King?"
"I suspect he may have broken through to the Witch King."
Yan Su didn't care about this, "So what if he becomes the Witch King? It's just the first time he becomes the Witch King."
"If you and I join forces, can he still make a difference?"
"If he can hand over the things honestly, we can still let him go, but if he doesn't have self-awareness..."
"I don't mind letting him know what the rules are."
Yan Zhan was a little moved, "What are you going to do?"
"Anyway, a large army is responsible for an area. You go directly to him and crush him head-on." Yan Su said,
"I hid my body and didn't give him any chance to escape."
"To prevent him from flying away, go find the two wizard kings of the Qiang tribe."
"But if he resists, just hold him to death here, and the Qiang people will not start a war with us because of a dead Netherworld."
"It's not a big problem."
Yan Su seemed to have seen the scene of getting the thing, and said with a smile, "We two Witch Kings have joined forces, and we have given him a huge favor."