Chapter 715: The Origin of the Witch

This is the monk just now, but the cultivation is different from just now, full of majesty, which makes them all breathless. Even high-level Heavenly Gods couldn't do this, needless to say, they all knew that this was definitely a master of the Venerable Realm.

At the same time, Gu Feng and the two of them also saw the monster behind them, this was a Kunpeng, full of life, but still powerful, pounced, the water hit three thousand miles, and the big Lang rolled the sky.

They are desperate, the corpse monsters of the two Venerable realms are surrounded by them before and after, even if they are known as the kings of heaven and respected among their peers, they can't stop them at this time, and they will inevitably fall.

They didn't resist, it wasn't that they didn't want to make a move, but they were suppressed by the coercion of the two Venerables, and their suppressed bodies instinctively resisted to make a move, even if they encouraged the Yuan Shen, it was useless.

In addition to the ancient gods, the Venerable is to stand at the peak of the gods, to respect one side, this kind of person is transcendent between heaven and earth, immortal, the mind moves, and the gods and demons worship.

Even though he was already dead at this time, that kind of instinctive majesty also made people desperate, and he couldn't compete with their majesty without becoming a Venerable.

The ancient wind primordial god was roaring, not daring to be suppressed, and he exploded extremely, wanting to rush out.

He was so powerful that he was finally able to move. The Chiyou Demon Knife was fully revived, and although it only opened the sixth layer of seals, it was still extremely terrifying when it was triggered by the power inspired by the ancient wind forbidden technique.

He slashed out, the sun, moon and galaxy were discolored, the heavens and the earth were lightless, even if it was the corpse of the Venerable realm, they were all split back, although they did not hurt the other party, but Gu Feng finally pulled the purple-clothed witch, and the two rushed towards the opposite bank.

A powerful force bombarded over, and Gu Feng and the two hurriedly dodged, even so, there was a trace of power that hit them. Both of them screamed, although they rushed to the other side, but their bodies were directly shattered, and their primordial spirits roared, extremely dim, and they used all their strength to not collapse.

Nearly wiped out. The two of them looked shocked, using their divine power to repair their bodies, but their strength had dropped by at least eight layers.

Fortunately, the vitality here was strong, and they also arrived on the shore, so the corpses of the two Venerable Realms did not catch up, they stared at them calmly, and finally sank into the Yellow Spring.

On the shore, the two of them attracted a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality, entered their bodies, and began to regain their cultivation.

It really took more than ten days for them to truly recover. The two woke up almost at the same time, and they looked at each other, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

If it weren't for the eventual outbreak of the ancient wind, they would be really dangerous, and they would be killed by two Venerable-level corpses and become one of them.

"Thank you, Brother Gu." The purple-clothed witch thanked her, she was really grateful, knowing that this time it was herself Meng Lang, if it weren't for Gu Feng here, she would be doomed.

Gu Feng smiled bitterly and waved his hand, he stood up and said, "I will never come to such a dangerous place in the future, I still have a beautiful wife and beautiful relatives waiting for me at home, but I can't die young." ”

Hearing Gu Feng's words, the witch in purple was a little embarrassed, if it weren't for her insistence, Gu Feng wouldn't have to take this risk to cross the Yellow Spring.

If something really happened to Gu Feng, she would be to blame.

"Luckily, it's okay, and now it's finally at the very center, you see." The witch in purple changed the topic, she pointed not far away, and said with a smile.

Gu Feng turned around and forgot about the past, there was a palace in front of him, not an imaginary tomb, at this time it was exuding majestic majesty, as if there was an ancient god, sleeping in it, holy and inviolable.

Ten thousand ways are entangled, among which there are illusory real dragons and fairy phoenixes, which complement each other and look extremely strange.

This is the tomb of the Suiren Clan, Gu Feng couldn't believe it, even those cultivation holy places in the Heavenly King Realm did not have such a vision, it was really amazing.

There is a heavenly gate in front of it, just like the mythical South Heavenly Gate, towering and tall, exuding an immortal divine atmosphere.

The two walked to the front of the Heavenly Gate, and an invisible force pushed them away. The purple-clothed witch turned her gaze to Gu Feng with a longing expression.

Gu Feng frowned, and suddenly wondered a little, how did the witch in purple know the opening method here. He looked around, but there was no inscription, and even if the Suiren clan left a passage for future generations, it would not be written obviously, which would only bring disaster to future generations.

Realizing this, Gu Feng knew that most of the witches in purple still had something to tell him.

He was silent for a moment before asking, "Is there anything else you haven't told me?" ”

The purple-clothed witch was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on her face, she stared at the gate of heaven, and said with a hint of sentimentality: "Don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to go in and take a look at the old people." ”

Old friend? Gu Feng's heart was shocked, and then he showed an incredible look. What are you kidding, apart from the corpse of the Suiren clan here, where is there anyone else, could it be that the old man in the mouth of the purple-clothed witch is the Suiren clan? But how old is she, the Suiren clan is a great god in ancient times, and it is so far away that it is impossible for them to know each other.

In the body of the witch in purple, Gu Feng did not find the aura that had gone through vicissitudes, and knew that she was still very young.

"I'm the daughter of the Suiren clan." The purple-clothed witch spoke, making Gu Feng almost jump. But then he felt that something was wrong, if the witch in purple was the daughter of the Suiren clan, how could she not have the bloodline of Kyushu, and how could she not open the portal here.

His face sank slightly, and at this time, the witch in purple still wanted to deceive herself, which made Gu Feng a little unhappy. After going through so many things, he regarded the witch in purple as a friend, but he didn't expect the witch in purple to lie to himself all the time.

"I know you don't believe it, but in fact, I am indeed the daughter of the Suiren clan, and the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire, and I was the first flame he created, and I was endowed with spirituality by the Suiren clan and achieved a human body." The purple-clothed witch released her own origin aura, making Gu Feng reveal an incredible look, and he did feel that innate fiery aura.

For the words of the purple-clothed witch, Gu Feng has already believed in the eighth layer, but since she has such a big background, how can she cultivate so much now.

As if seeing Gu Feng's doubts, the witch in purple smiled bitterly: "When my father went to the war, he finally came back from a serious injury, so he sealed me, saying that there was a catastrophe between heaven and earth, and let me come out again after the catastrophe. ”

"I learned about this tomb from a roll of parchment left to me by my father, which tells the story of a qiē that I have been looking for my father's grave all these years, and it is only today that I have found it." The witch in purple took out a yellowed parchment and handed it to Gu Feng.