Although the battle between the three kings of southern Xinjiang was extremely fierce, Fan Qi was very confused in his heart.
The three of them are only at the eighth level of Wangxian. With such a level of cultivation, they would not even be among the top 100 in the Eight Prefectures. The strength of Southern Xinjiang is somewhat unworthy of its reputation.
Even Yue Feixiong could handle it alone, but even his grandfather and Zhao Zhengyang couldn't defeat it together.
Just as the three of them were fighting, a sound came from the valley.
"There are tigers and wolves in the southern border. They are bloodthirsty and devour human intestines. Thousands of people appear in the morning, but only a few survive at dusk. All beasts compete with each other, and the mountains and fields are filled with panic. Where can one stay? A poor cave hides one's life."
After hearing this, the three people stopped and stood in front of the statue of the Witch Goddess.
"There are gods in Wushan, and my marriage has been broken in my past life. Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, I have been protected from exile. For two thousand and four hundred years, my tribe has spread all over the Wu territory."
Everyone was singing ancient songs spread in southern Xinjiang, praising the only god believed in in the Shiwan Mountains, the witch god.
"Southern Xinjiang is about to be involved in a catastrophe, and you are actually still fighting among yourself. Even someone sneaked into the sacred mountain without anyone noticing..."
"Oops, we were discovered!"
"What will happen if we are discovered?" Fan Qi asked.
"Foreigners who break into the sacred mountain will be treated as human sacrifices..." Li Meng was a little anxious, "You should run away quickly."
"It's too late."
Someone in the deep valley of Wushan Mountain reminded the three kings, and the three kings looked at each other and ran in the same direction.
Fan Qi secretly thought that something was wrong, and when he was about to escape, a clear whistle sounded, and a group of mountain eagles swooped down from the sky.
The speed was slightly slower than half a beat, and the best time to escape was lost, and the head-on collision with King Li of Southern Xinjiang had already occurred. If Jiang Yan himself were here, he might be able to fight, but Fan Qi was just a created creature after all.
's clone.
After repelling the large group of mountain eagles, a big hand blocked the sky and locked the surrounding space, and came towards him.
"Lin Yueshen!"
Fan Qi's body was like a mountain, ready to receive King Li's attack, but a weaker figure opened his arms to block King Li.
Upon seeing this, King Li hurriedly withdrew his palm power, but the huge power was difficult to control and still pushed Fan Qi and Li Meng back far.
There is a deep valley behind them, and if they make a mistake, they will all fall down.
King Li's expression changed and he started to chase after him, but the mysterious voice sounded again in his ears.
"The King of Li stayed behind and was not allowed to trespass into the forbidden areas of the sacred mountain."
"But…."
"There are no buts, everything is fate."
There is obviously more than one person hiding in Wushan. The Witch King is huge and powerful, and the person hiding behind the rocks is much stronger than Fan Qi. Moreover, his cultivation level is close to that of the Witch King and he is also at the eighth level of Wangxian. This person
It was Wu Liujia.
"Golden True Jade Light Spell!"
Wu Liujia squeezed the seal in his hand, and the jade-colored black light outside his body turned into a shield. The Witch King hit the jade light curse with a rock-shattering punch, but there was no reaction at all.
"I am here to discuss something with the three of you..." Wu Liujia said.
But the Witch King was not willing to listen to Wu Liujia's explanation. After roaring angrily, his whole body was filled with more primitive and wild power.
"Heaven's heart decrees that the god of thunder is summoned. The upper reaches the infinite, and the lower reaches the netherworld. The yin and yang merge, and the movements are powerful. He Yi kills with great force, and the thunderbolt shocks. The thunder-catching curse!"
Wu Liujia was proficient in the Five Elements Technique. With his eighth-level cultivation of Wangxian, once he used the technique to change the color of the world, thunderbolts as thick as buckets fell from the sky.
If you want to make the arrogant Wu Clan listen to him seriously, you can only subdue him first.
The thunder-catching curse has extremely powerful attack power, but Wu Liujia still underestimated the indestructible physical body of the Witch Clan. The Witch King faced the baptism of thunder, and his tall body became more majestic.
Wu Liujia knew that the king of the three tribes in southern Xinjiang could not judge his combat effectiveness based on his cultivation level. He had heard the palace master mention that there was a mysterious restriction passed down from generation to generation in the blood of the three tribes, which allowed the people of the three tribes to spend no matter how much they spent.
Even in years, he could not break through to the eighth level of Wangxian.
Therefore, no matter how hard the three of them tried, they could not break through the Iron Curtain.
It was precisely this kind of restriction that allowed the Witch King to reach an extreme state in the eighth level of Wangxian, tearing apart thunder with both hands.
The person King Chi met also came from the Eight Prefectures and had the eighth level of cultivation. King Chi once again transformed into a black mad bull, and this person's response was very tough.
People in southern Xinjiang didn't know him, but Wu Liujia and Jiang Chan were very familiar with him. This was a genius who rose to fame at the Ehu Meeting, the second person in Xumi Mansion after Shenxiu, and lay disciple Li Kuchan.
Li Kuchan used the golden body of a Buddhist Arhat to challenge King Chi. He was dressed in Buddhist dharma and was extremely domineering. He held various secret seals and even fought with King Chi who had been famous for hundreds of years.
Cultivation in Yuling Continent relies heavily on talent. Before the talent is fully realized, the speed of practice can be said to be a thousand miles. However, once the upper limit of talent is reached, it will be difficult to make any progress for hundreds of years unless there is another opportunity.
Therefore, among the Eight Prefectures, the late comers prevailed, and those who had just entered the Prefecture surpassed the stronger ones of the older generation in the shortest possible time. Such situations abounded, and Wu Liujia and Li Kuchan were not the only exceptions.
On Wushan Mountain, the Taoist immortal light shines and the Buddhist Dharmakaya shows off its power, but this is the Holy Land of Southern Xinjiang after all.
As the battle continued, Wu Liujia felt that the battle was getting more and more difficult, and his spiritual power became more and more sluggish.
The same is true for Li Kuchan. His golden body can be called the most defensive existence among the enlightened people in Yuling Continent. Even the mad bull transformed by King Chi can hardly break through it for a moment.
But at this moment, Li Kuchan's mind seemed to be boiling, and the face of the witch god kept appearing in front of his eyes.
"insanity…"
Wu Liujia's immortal light was scattered, Li Kuchan's golden body was broken, and the two fell into a deep sleep.
"How to deal with it?" asked the Witch King?
"Zhang Lingsu and old monk Yu Xing are the top powerhouses in Yuling Continent, and they have an old relationship with the three of us..."
"Is it because they broke the rules of the sacred mountain for thousands of years?" King Li asked.
"Then use them as human sacrifices, because they offended the Witch God Empress first." The Witch King also said.
King Li and King Wu no longer insisted on the attitude of King Chi. Human sacrifice meant cutting off their heads and extracting their blood, and using secret methods to sacrifice the land of southern Xinjiang.
"stop…"
A toad with fiery red skin crawled out of the darkness. The toad was only the size of a palm, but the three kings of Southern Xinjiang all saluted after seeing the toad.
"Mountain God!"
"These two people cannot be killed." The toad said human words.
"Isn't this breaking the rules?" King Li asked back.
"Shiwandashan and the Witch Goddess have warned one after another that southern Xinjiang has experienced a thousand years of prosperity and has reached a fork in the road between survival and extinction."
"With the blessing of the empress, I will have no worries in southern Xinjiang." said the Witch King.
"The power of the Witch Goddess has protected us for two thousand and four hundred years. Now this power is fading away from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Perhaps it will completely dissipate in the near future..."
"Disperse? What should we do?"
The three of them are all kings of Southern Xinjiang. If this power left over from ancient times disappears, not to mention whether the outside world will invade Southern Xinjiang, just the counterattack of the ferocious beasts that have been suppressed for many years in Shiwandashan will even cause the death of the three tribes.
"In the ancient songs sung in southern Xinjiang, there is a foreigner who will be the fate of southern Xinjiang. He will enter the land of reincarnation, turn the wheel of fate, and untie the oldest shackles in southern Xinjiang."
"Mountain God, are you saying these two people are destined?" King Li asked?
"I don't know. Exile them to a forbidden area. If they are destined, they will be able to get out of it. If not, let them live and die."