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Zisheng looked for Zixian alone, hoping to bring her back to Zi's house, but was refused.

Zisheng looked at the mature Zixian, and felt very guilty in his heart, a woman went out alone when she was very young, and the face of this elder brother was gloomy.

"Sister, you go back with me, no one touches a finger of you. The purple saint still did not give up and persuaded again.

"Brother, don't persuade me, I have decided to stay in the Mad Sect, and I also want to become a supreme god, but don't worry, I will never fight for your supreme origin, nor will I embarrass the Zi family, I hope you can fulfill me." Zixian was still firm, and the two sides were deadlocked.

"The gambling battle between the Holy Land is very dangerous, when the time comes, you will be very dangerous, can the people of the Mad Sect survive a round?" the Purple Saint's eyes burst into essence and asked in a deep voice.

"Whether it can be that is also our business, I am gone, and it will be even more difficult for the Mad Sect to win. Zixian said calmly.

"But you put yourself in a dangerous place, if I don't take you back, how can I explain to my father?" Zi Sheng asked rhetorically.

"Daddy cares, you just can't explain to yourself, but you don't have to blame yourself, I'm confident that the Mad Sect can stand on the Chaos Plane, as long as you don't make enemies of us, this is the only request that the little sister has for her brother." Zixian looked up at Zisheng, her graceful face was firm.

The purple saint's aura stagnated, and a sense of anger poured out from the bottom of his heart.

"We are enemies of you, we are the family! This competition for resources will have a 'qualitative' change in the Holy Land, you don't think about the family, you also have to think about the inheritance of the Purple Family, right?" the Purple Sage rebuked angrily.

"There is no more than me in the Purple Family, and there is no one less than me, I know the background of the Purple Family, and you know better than me. Zixian said in a deep voice.

Zi Sheng snorted and said hoarsely, "Since you are clear, you should persuade the Mad Sect to invest in my Zi family, Ye Qinghan has been abolished, as soon as his soul pillar falls, the rootless building of the Mad Sect will be violently upside down, the seemingly powerful Mad Sect is actually vulnerable, if you really like the Mad Sect and like the friends there, my brother will not fulfill you, you persuade them to surrender, and my brother will definitely treat them well." ”

Zixian looked up at Zi Sheng, his eyes widened, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and asked dissatisfiedly, "What do you think? I am friends with them, don't expect me to do such a thing, you can go back." ”

After speaking, Zixian turned his head and left, not wanting to say another word at all.

Zi Sheng shook his head with a wry smile, looking at the stubborn Zi Xian, there was nothing he could do.

......

At this time, the second generation of witch gods met the python god Jiao alone, the two were already old acquaintances, knew each other, and sat in the witch temple, very casually.

Both of them are supreme existences, even if the second generation has been buried for so many years and their strength has been greatly damaged, they are far beyond the chaos giant gods of the year.

"Brother Mang, you and I will cooperate again to assist the sixth generation of witch gods to regain their peak, okay?"

"Not interested. "The python god Jiao sat below, eating flesh and blood, without even raising his head.

The second-generation witch god frowned, now in terms of individual combat power, he should be on an equal footing with the python god Jiao, and he really doesn't want to conflict with him.

"Back then, you and Guangwu were brothers, and now his bones don't know where they are, and the battlefield of the year disappeared out of thin air, aren't you interested at all? Now that his inheritor is in the ancestral land, don't you really want to cultivate him anymore?"

"I'm not interested, Guangwu is Guangwu, the inheritor is the inheritor, I have nothing to do with me, as for where Guangwu's corpse and the battlefield of the year went, I will find it myself, I don't need your help." Python Shenjiao said lightly.

"Without the supreme god, it is impossible to find out the truth about this matter, the huge battlefield of the god war, there are so many supreme gods in it, so many chaos giant gods, even if they die in battle, they will live in the world forever, but they suddenly disappeared, with the strength of you and me, even if we can find clues, we can't shake the ending, and now we can only rely on the witch god to give birth to the most powerful witch god, in order to lead us to break all the confinement!" the second generation reminded in a deep voice.

"Dude, cultivating the witch god is your business, I can't help much...... And I have nothing to do with the Wu Clan, now we are playing our own games, arguing about combat power, and now you and the top powerhouses of the Demon God Mountain may not be able to win me, the reason why I am sitting here and talking to you is that after all, I am thinking of a favor back then, you don't have to inch in, let me surrender to the Wu Clan, if I have this idea, quickly dispel it, otherwise I will be angry and will mess up. Python Shenjiao said coldly.

The second-generation witch god was unable to speak for a long time by this sentence, knowing that it was impossible for the python god Jiao to be used for it.

The atmosphere in the Witch Temple was extremely dull, and there were only the two of them, otherwise everyone else would be shocked to death by the breath of the two.

The old face of the second generation of witch gods did not have any emotion, the iron hand held the jade cup, the jade melted directly, turned into nothingness and dispersed, after a long time, he sighed gloomily, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Now that a lot of things are out of control, I can't control the situation alone, I really need your help, and now only you can help me. The second-generation witch god slowed down and lowered his posture, which was a request.

Python Shenjiao looked at the old second-generation witch god, and also sighed lightly, thinking back to the past, the second-generation witch god was dominant, known as the existence of the god of war in the chaotic era, and now it is also a hero in the twilight, dying, pitiful and lamentable.

"How do you want me to help you?" asked the python god Jiao with a frown.

"I want a top-level life elixir, only such a magic medicine can restore my vitality, now my combat power is not as good as one percent of what I used to be, I can't get that kind of magic medicine at all, this kind of life magic medicine is only available in Jedi such as the Eternal Cloud Sky World or the Abyss World, I think you can go with me to grab two plants, one plant for each of us, it will be good for you and me." The second-generation witch god stared at the python god Jiao, his eyes full of longing.

"That's okay, are there anything else?" asked the python god Jiao briskly.

"When gambling, I hope we can work together, now the Holy Land doesn't want to be subservient to others, the Wu Clan and the Demon God Mountain are difficult to hold the banner alone, the road below will be even more difficult, we can only reach the top if we cooperate. The second-generation witch god said in a deep voice.

Python Shenjiao nodded, knowing that the second generation was telling the truth, and he didn't refuse, but he also had his thoughts, looked up at the second generation of the witch god at this moment, and said lightly, "I want to know your future deployment, and who the sixth generation of the witch god is, I don't want to know nothing about you when I cooperate." ”