The group of witches were all stunned, they didn't expect her to break free from the illusion so easily.

But Wu Moling is not as confident as he seems.

She really didn't dare to be negligent and lazy, after all, she had witnessed that this group of witches could summon real bodies, and if she was not careful, she might capsize in the gutter.

Wu Moling was able to clearly capture the fact that the strength of this group of witches actually lies in their collective action, and the power of black magic can be superimposed. If you want to talk about individual strength, I'm afraid only that old witch is more feared, and the others are not at all enough.

In short, they can't be allowed to act collectively.

So Wu Moling immediately used his human way to return the treatment of others, silently recited the witch spell in his heart, and waved his hand to throw out a piece of pollen.

The Drunken Dream Fairy Flower cultivated with the blood of gods and witches can amplify the area of influence of illusions and strengthen their influence.

A strange fragrance spread, and the group of witches lost focus and quickly fell into chaos.

"Ahh

"Davian, I'm Jona, are you crazy?!"

"You have become ghosts and come to me for revenge, even if you are ghosts now, I can still kill you!"

Some people were so frightened that they hugged their heads and ran away and directly knocked over their companions; some people were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, trembling all over; and some people thought they were at the end of the road and directly cast a spell to prepare for a desperate fight.

The scene was extremely chaotic, with screams and screams coming and going, and spells thrown at the other witches indiscriminately.

Some witches turned into sheep on the spot and "bleated" non-stop, some witches immediately turned into stone statues and did not move, and some witches screamed heartbreakingly and their whole bodies were corroded and festering......

The staff in the old witch's hand exuded a faint moonlight, and it actually protected her whole person, and she was not disturbed by the illusion in the "Lingshan Immortal Formula". But when she saw this scene, her face also changed, and she was deeply shocked.

What a terrible illusion that can affect so many witches!

"Wake up!" the old witch snorted, chanting a spell to dispel the illusion, and raised her staff aloft.

"Whew-"

The staff in her hand was like a bend of the moon, and it bloomed with a soft light. Unspeakable fluctuations spread out in the space, instantly sweeping away the powder of the drunken dream fairy flower and awakening the witches from the illusion.

But just to gain such a little time, it is enough for Wu Moling.

"Smack!"

Without the obstacle of the immobilization technique, Wu Moling directly took the Jiuli Staff in the air.

This is the Chinese witch, the confrontation with the Western witch.

"Fixed!" Wu Moling snorted lightly, and the Jiuli Staff in his hand suddenly exuded a terrifying coercion.

Rumble!

A group of witches instantly felt as if they were being pressed by the mountains, and they were all crushed in shape, and they fell to their knees, unable to move.

However, to Wu Moling's shock, the old witch was still unaffected!

"Haha, you Huaxia garbage is nothing, let you see my weapon!" The old witch looked like she was winning, and immediately raised the staff in her hand, "Untie it!"

This time, it was the old witch's turn to be shocked.

Because the oppression of those witches still hasn't been unraveled.

"What are you holding in your hand?" the two men questioned each other almost in unison, realizing that what was in each other's hands was nothing extraordinary.

"Jianmu Lingzhi!" Wu Moling didn't hide it in the slightest, after all, she knew that she couldn't affect anything.

She really didn't know how to translate the word "Jianmu" into English, so she simply came up with "Build wood". And "spirit branch" cannot be translated, it can only be understood as "a branch rich in powerful magic".

This difference in language and culture directly confused the old witch - although I didn't understand what she was talking about, she always felt very powerful.

The old witch sneered, and immediately said, "The staff I hold in my hand is a branch of the World Tree!"

World Tree?

Wu Moling's heart moved, isn't that something in the Nordic Divine Kingdom? No wonder it can compete with the Jiuli Staff!

Although she was extremely limited in her ability to wield the Nine Li Staff, it was already amazing to be able to resist it.

Wu Mo Ling and the old witch started an extreme fight, and all kinds of witchcraft emerged one after another.

"Silence!" the old witch threw a curse.

Wu Moling suddenly felt that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't chant the spell of the gods and witches. But she didn't panic at all, and immediately came to a silent thought-God is well-thought, why do you need words?

She immediately cast a witch spell, imitating Wu Xian's spell of "cursing trees and trees withering, and cursing birds and birds", wanting to directly bring the old witch's life to an end!

The old witch was shocked by the rapid passage of her life, and immediately cast a "death curse". She slashed her fingers like lightning and drew a spell mark on a non-moving witch beside her with blood, transferring the spell she had placed on herself directly to the witch next to her.

"Ahh The smooth, fair, elastic skin becomes dry and wrinkled, like the vicissitudes of old bark.

Her hair quickly turned pale, and the whole person followed closely with the image of an old woman with skin and bones, Shou Yuan came to the end and fell to the ground with a "poof".

The old witch only knows black magic, and does not know light magic such as life arias, so naturally she can only defuse the killing move through such insidious and despicable means.

"Mire Technique!" the old witch quickly recited the incantation, and with a flick of her hand, a yellow light swept out.

"Gollum-"

Wu Moling's feet instantly turned into a swamp, and his body had sunk down.

"This little trick is on me—" Wu Moling hadn't finished speaking, and his face changed.

Because a ghost hand covered with mud stretched out from the mud, directly grabbed her leg and pulled it down!

Not just the Mire Technique, but also the evil Water Ghost Summoning Spell.

"Boom!"

Wu Moling's body protection burst out, and the shock suddenly shattered these arms. There was a terrible cry from under the mire, and the water ghosts immediately sank into it and did not dare to rise again.

And she took advantage of the moment to fly to her feet.

This time, Wu Moling didn't use any witchcraft again, she was as brave and fearless as a reckless woman, and directly smashed the old witch's head with the Jiuli staff in her hand!

She has already seen through it, this old witch's black magic is good, but unfortunately, after all, it is a sideshow, not as orthodox and all-powerful as the power system of the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm, and the frontal hand-to-hand combat ability is extremely worrying.

The old witch was frightened, and immediately screamed and propped up a curtain of light in front of her, and felt an urge to scold her mother.

What the fu.ck！

Wasn't it still comparing spells before, why did you the guy all of a sudden?!