Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1107: Young Master of the Witch Clan
The Witch Clan, one of the nine ancient tribes.
In the Primordial Era, dominate the wilderness and enslave all races!
Wuhu, as the young master of the Witch clan, naturally has a noble status and respected by all the clan.
It's a pity that in the cemetery of Ghost Curse, he really doesn't feel the dignity of the young master of the Witch Clan, but he feels extremely bored.
Ghost Curse Cemetery is one of the nine forbidden places in Tianhuang!
Except for the members of the nine races, any foreign race stepping into it will be ruthlessly obliterated by the Wu race!
It looks like there is something extraordinary, but for Wuhu, it is really boring to be stuck in the cemetery of Ghost Curse all day!
This is like a well.
The sky is the vast sky outside the deserted continent!
Everyone around is a member of the Witch clan.
He couldn't feel the pleasure of looking down on the sky and enslaving the tens of thousands of people, as recorded in the ancient books of the Wu clan.
Neither can I feel the dignity of standing on top of the pinnacle and admiring and enshrining all races!
A member of the witch clan, immersed in the glory of the past all day long, the witch is quite disdainful.
The battle of the ancients, if you lose, you lose.
The witches living in this ghost curse cemetery were the result of their defeat in the first battle.
This is nothing!
Big deal, take back all the things that have been lost in this life!
Wu Hu had this idea more than once.
He has this qualification and this potential.
He is the young master of the Wu clan, the first person of the younger generation!
He wanted to go out several times, but was blocked by seniors in the Witch Clan.
Finally, he waited for an opportunity.
About ten years ago, a man came to the cemetery of Ghost Curse. He was a legacy of the witch clan and was almost obliterated by the witch clan.
Is the lonely Taoist beside him.
It was this person who made him realize that on the Desolate Continent, the human race has declined and chaos has appeared!
Finally, under his constant persistence, he and the Lone Soul Taoist left the Witch Clan, and Uncle Lan, who had taken care of him for many years, was restless and followed.
In Wuhu's view, Uncle Lan is really a little cautious.
Although he is in the Return to Void Realm, with his combat power, he can easily cross the great realm and kill the Faxiang Daojun of the human race!
Even in the face of a fit and powerful, with his many hole cards, he can still escape.
Leaving the cemetery of Ghost Curse this time, there will be no danger at all.
What's more, according to the Lone Soul Taoist, among the four great dynasties in the Northern Territory, there is no combination of power at all!
After ten years of preparation, the three of them left the cemetery of Ghost Curse.
Similar to the situation mentioned by the Lone Soul Taoist, the human races of the four dynasties are too weak!
A small Gu worm can kill many human races!
Wuhu finally felt the pleasure of looking down on the common people and taking charge of life and death!
Under his command, the Lone Soul Taoist continued to release Gu worms, causing disasters to the land of the Northern Territory. He was very excited when he saw countless human races struggling and screaming!
After that, the three of them boarded the Dragon Tiger Pavilion personally.
As expected by the Lone Soul Taoist, although the Dragon Tiger Pavilion is a human cultivation sect, after learning their identities, they dare not make any disobedience.
Send many monks in the door for them to drive!
Of course, during this period, some monks also had objections, and he killed them easily!
Recalling that the Faxiang Daojun who died in his hands, Wu Hu couldn't help showing a cruel smile on his face.
So cool!
Kill all the way, **** all the way!
Wuhu is really incomprehensible, how such a weak human race, such a weak and timid cultivator, won the war of the ancients in the first place.
Wuhu looked at the misty peak not far away, with the corners of his mouth cocked slightly, his expression indifferent.
This battle has been going on for most of the day.
He never made a move, watching him coldly.
He enjoys this feeling.
The group of cultivators on the main peak of the Misty Peak are like ants, trembling and looking terrified, struggling to survive under his gaze.
The more fearful the monks, the more excited he is!
It's like a cat catching a mouse.
If you kill the mouse in one click, there will be no fun.
Of course, there are not all ants on this battlefield.
"Interesting."
Wu Hu stretched out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and looked at the blonde **** the battlefield. A hint of licentiousness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Here, I met a girl with the blood of the gods!"
"This girl’s bloodline is impure, but the protoss legacy."
Behind Wuhu, the blind old man whispered.
"Tsk tusk."
Wu Hu smacked his lips and said: "Look at this figure, this small waist, this look is really perfect! No wonder everyone in the Protoss is a handsome man and beauty, and the ancients don't deceive me!"
"This girl with impure blood of the Protoss, can be born so beautiful, I am very excited."
Hearing these words, the lone soul Taoist didn’t know Wuhu’s intentions, and quickly said: “This girl is just a protoss remnant. She is the maid of Su Zimo, a disciple of the Misty Peak. The young master can completely treat her Take it away!"
"Hmm."
Wuhu nodded.
Looking at the blonde girl who is still fighting on the battlefield, Wu Hu curled his lips, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, and sighed: "It's almost done too."
The eyes of the lonely Taoist are bright.
This means that Wuhu will do it himself!
"That's it."
Wu Hu slowly got up, his figure seemed to have no gravity, he floated out of the battlefield, and said faintly: "It is not easy for you to hold on till now."
Before speaking, Wu Hu stretched out his finger and tapped it in the direction of the crane.
The old crane originally used his talents and supernatural powers, and his agile and elegant body speed to shuttle vertically and horizontally in mid-air. Even the two Dharma and Dao Monarchs could hardly restrain her.
Suddenly!
Just after Wuhu stretched out her finger, there was a strangely dark green rope on her body!
"Ah!"
The old crane cried out sadly.
This dark green rope, with a strong corrosive power, instantly corroded her wings and strangled her into the flesh and blood!
The old crane felt that his body was going to be torn apart by this rope!
This kind of method, she has never seen before, is weird and inexplicable.
She can't even dodge her talents and supernatural powers!
The eyes of the two Faxiang Dao Monarchs were bright, and the spells burst out, directly bombarding the old crane!
Boom!
Countless wings fell.
The body of the old crane slammed into the light mask formed by the guardian formation of the Misty Peak.
Crack!
The mask is shattered!
Sect Master Ling Yun and the rest of the Taoist priests were shocked~IndoMTL.com~ spit out a large mouthful of blood, and their expressions instantly wilted.
The old crane tried to stay awake, transformed into a human form, and fell into the crowd, so that he did not hurt the sect disciples.
But she was hit by witchcraft first, and then hit by two spells.
If it weren't for the demon clan's strong physical body, she might have disappeared!
"Master!"
Seeing this scene, Nian Qi exclaimed.
With a slightly wrong god, her situation has also become extremely dangerous, and she was almost hit by a few Faxiang Dao Monarchs!
"Give up and save yourself suffering."
Wu Hu walked slowly towards Nianqi, leaned out his palm, and enveloped Nianqi, with a smirk, and said: "Come to me, I will protect you!" 2k reading net