The Ancient Witches, a primitive and wild tribe. An emaciated young man went to the cave with a lunch box to imprison him. With a cold face, the young man ignored the guards on the side and walked straight into the depths of the prison. I saw a monk with bare limbs and white bones in the depths. The pipa bone was pierced by an exclusive witchcraft, and its mana was completely sealed, which could only be used to heal and maintain life.

Mu Junfeng saw the young man coming, looked up at the comer, and said in a low voice, "Where is your mother?"

"Mother is the same as usual. The young man whispered. He was the eldest son of Mu Junfeng and Wu Yuhan, and when the two fled to the Guwu Clan, they naturally brought him out. However, as the price of being able to walk around, his dantian was destroyed, like a mortal.

"Yes. Mu Junfeng moved his body, only listening to the squeaks of the joints of the white bones of his limbs, and only connected them with mana.

"Father. The young man hurriedly stepped forward and carefully helped him change his position.

"Calculating the time, the birth of the demon god should be soon. Mu Junfeng stared blankly at the dome of the cave. "When the time comes, your mother and I may not be able to escape death, if you want to, run for your own life. ”

"Father!" said the young man sadly, "the child has been ruined, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to leave here in this life." "When the time comes, it's not bad for the family to die in one place.

Mu Junfeng was full of remorse, he was too arrogant at the beginning, thinking that the Ancient Wu Clan would respect him as the Holy Son, and he could also maintain a balance between the Witch God and the Wu Clan, and take the Ancient Wu Clan into his own hands. As the demon fetus took shape, the ancient witch clan turned their faces and denied people and put their family under house arrest.

"Why is it so chaotic outside?" Mu Junfeng seemed to sense something, and asked the young man to go out and have a look.

The young man walked out of the cave and saw two guards outside with panicked faces. But when he saw the young man, the man on the left kicked him into the hole: "It's none of your business!

At the last glance, I caught a glimpse of an octagonal purple star in the sky, and the spark fell. The entire ancient witch tribe was in flames.

The young man came in to report to Mu Junfeng, and Mu Junfeng's dead eyes suddenly burst into brilliance: "Starlight, purple gas, good, child, your life is endless!"

"Ahem...... ahem" Mu Junfeng suddenly broke his breath, coughed a few times and said: "The person outside should be a person from the Xuanhao Dao of the Taixu Dao Sect, and he also had a few relationships with him as a father in the past. Mu Junfeng remembered the unjust debt that the Taoist almost took for himself. smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid your vitality should still be on him." Suddenly, Mu Junfeng had angina pectoris and his own essence was constantly lost. Mu Junfeng was in a trance, and saw Wu Yuhan struggling in the delivery room. A black magic hand stretched out from Wu Yuhan's stomach, and blood sprayed all over the room.

Wu Yuhan has a big belly, and she has been pregnant for more than ten years to give birth to a demon god, and she looks like a quadruplet. The demon hand was stained with blood, tearing Wu Yuhan's stomach alive to reveal his head, and there was a pair of horns on top of his head. The mouth is wide open. Two neat rows of sharp teeth devoured Wu Yuhan's internal organs. Wu Yuhan had just given birth, and her vitality was completely inherited by the demon god, and even her Jindan Dao fruit was taken away and devoured by the demon god.

Before he died, there was a flash of remorse in his heart from time to time. If we hadn't followed Brother Mu to the Ancient Wu Clan in the past, maybe nothing would have happened to the two of us, or we could have stayed in the Jingyang Dao Sect with peace of mind. has the protection of his father, and the husband is good to himself. In the end, it won't hurt him to end up going mad. And if I hadn't known Brother Mu in the past, maybe I would still be a little female cultivator in the Cold Moon Palace, but the Cold Moon Palace would not have been ruined by that senior brother......

In countless ifs, Wu Yuhan's consciousness has dissipated, but unfortunately there is no if.

"Nail my heart with a golden needle!" Mu Junfeng immediately reacted when he saw Wu Yuhan die, his loss of essence was obviously absorbed by this demon god with the help of the bloodline of father and son.

The young man was stunned. Mu Junfeng said sharply: "Protecting the last breath with the lock essence method is that my father will always fight for you for a glimmer of life, and see Xuan Hao's last side." ”

The young man pursed his lips and opened the lunch box. The first layer is the witch medicine that Mu Junfeng uses every day to hang his life, and the second layer is a variety of muscle-building plasters to help him regrow the muscles of his limbs. The third layer is a variety of meat cutting tools, and the golden needles are also here.

In addition to bringing food to his father every day, the young man must also cut off Mu Junfeng's newly grown muscles every day and boil them into magic medicine for Wu Yuhan to eat.

Every day, he used it as a "meat pig" to make medicine for his wife, and Mu Junfeng was not crazy thanks to the training of the Heaven Devouring Demon Sect in the past.

The young man quickly took out the golden needle and pierced it into his heart, and Mu Junfeng forcibly used the technique of locking the essence to lock the natal essence.

"Okay, don't let the demon god be truly born with the vitality of our husband and wife, this flaw is enough to kill him!" Mu Junfeng's forehead continued to drip with sweat, praying for Jiang Yuanchen's victory.

The starlight was gorgeous, Jiang Yuanchen leaned back against the purple micro star phase, his left hand flipped, the sea of fire suddenly rioted, the fire snake swayed, and butterflies were born in the red light of the flames.

Butterflies fly, each butterfly according to the essence to find the living place, a light, the ancient Wu clan was swallowed by the butterfly soul unconscious.

Golden butterflies fluttered all over the sky, wantonly harvesting the souls of the ancient witch clan and completely exterminating the ancient witch clan.

"Xuan Hao!" A boy swept away the sea of fire and pointed at Jiang Yuanchen with an ebony staff.

The great elder of the ancient Wu clan witnessed the glorious existence of the ancient Wu clan in the past.

With an awe-inspiring expression, Jiang Yuanchen knew that witchcraft was weird, and this great elder was able to continue to reincarnate with secret techniques, and his means were superb, and he didn't take this blow hard.

Take the Lu disk, although this star magic weapon has not restored the power of the immortal weapon, the most essential causal means are still there.

"The wheel of life and death, cause and effect are extinguished. Jiang Yuanchen turned the jade plate, and the ethereal spiritual power enveloped him, completely erasing the traces of himself from heaven and earth, and isolating the exploration of witch spells. But the traces of cause and effect can be broken, and he still stands in the air.

With a flash of his eyes, Jiang Yuanchen saw several wizards on the side pulling up their bows and arrows. The arrows flashed red, apparently a secret treasure left behind by the ancient witch clan containing mysterious witch spells.

"Whoosh-" The wizard shot an arrow, and the red light shone in the sky, hitting Jiang Yuanchen.

I only heard the explosion of blood mist in the air, and the terrible screams sounded.

"It's done?" the wizard was excited in his heart: "This witch weapon of mine was taught by the witch god in the past, and even the real person of the original god is difficult to resist lightly. ”

"Really?" Jiang Yuanchen's voice sounded in his ears, and with a slight stroke of his slender right hand, the wizard's wrists were cut off in unison. In the sound of pain, the witch bow and the remaining two witch arrows were played with by Jiang Yuanchen in his hand.

"How is that possible?" the wizard looked shocked, "How can you resist the power of the Soul Shattering Arrow?" endured the severe pain and asked the doubts in his heart.

"It's that you can't resist, that's why your companion was damaged by you. Jiang Yuanchen pointed to the sky, and a black-robed wizard appeared at Jiang Yuanchen's location. The sorcerer's chest was pierced with arrows, and his body was destroyed, and his soul was firmly locked by the bow and arrow, completely worn out in the heart-rending pain.

Illusion, Jiang Yuanchen's illusion turned all beings upside down, where can you see it if you don't enter the real realm? Just use illusion to blind their senses, except for a few wizards present, he controls it.

Of the great ancient witch clan, only the Great Elder reacted: "Everyone be careful, connect yourself to the network of the Witch God, and use the divine eyes of His Highness to see through the illusion." As he spoke, he cast a spell and went from a child to a prime of life.

"Oh, forcibly burst out the spiritual power accumulated over thousands of years?" Jiang Yuanchen's eyes were flooded, and he held up the Ziwei Star Dou with both hands to bring the butterflies in the sky into the Star Dou. Each butterfly symbolizes the soul of an ancient Wu clan, and now except for a few dozen people, everyone's soul is in Jiang Yuanchen's star bucket.

"I won't play with you anymore, there is still something to do in the poor road. "Xingdou spontaneously ignited the purple heavenly fire, and the soul inside was annihilated by him into an innate spiritual light and returned to heaven and earth. And Jiang Yuanchen himself also turned into a group of dazzling colorful butterflies and flew in all directions.

In the prison of the cave, a butterfly flew to Mu Junfeng's father and son, turning into Jiang Yuanchen's figure. "Long time no see. ”

"Brother Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Mu Junfeng reluctantly raised his head and looked at the cold man in front of him. I remember the first time I met him, it seemed that I was in Lingzhou? At that time, I pretended to be a Taoist monk and asked him for directions?

There are not many grievances between Mu Junfeng and Jiang Yuanchen, it's just that Mu Junfeng can't see it himself. Now when he was dying, Mu Junfeng reluctantly pointed to the child beside him: "Brother Dao, please take care of the dog." ”

Jiang Yuanchen was silent and looked at the young people around him. The reason why he came here was also for this young man, because this young man had a lot of Zhongzhou luck and some of the exercises of the Jingyang Taoist School.

Moreover, Mu Junfeng personally came forward to let Jiang Yuanchen take him in, and the effect was better than Jiang Yuanchen's own effect of recovering this young man afterwards.

"I use secret techniques to lock the essence, and the Great Black Heaven Demon God can't complete the exercises. Mu Junfeng's voice was hoarse: "As for the method of dealing with that demon god, I only need to search for the soul of Brother Dao after I die." Just pass on my golden pill to this kid of my family. ”

Jiang Yuanchen bowed his head and held the shelf: "Anyway, in the end, I will take this kid back, as for his future future, let him struggle by himself." ”

Mu Junfeng blinked, and his breath gradually weakened.

"Father!" the young man hurriedly stepped forward. Suddenly, a black wind blew, Jiang Yuanchen's spine swelled with coldness, and the young man shivered in the cold, Mu Junfeng was also completely exhausted, and a wisp of essence floated towards the door.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, Jiang Yuanchen forcibly detained this wisp of essence, and said with a smile: "Da Heitian!

There was a burst of divine power at the door, Jiang Yuanchen saw that something was wrong, and a mirror appeared behind him. Grabbing Mu Junfeng's father and son, the three of them walked into the mirror, and the young man stood in the mirror and looked at the outside world.

The black wind surged, and a baby-sized demon god fluttered in. The black mist around him slowly surged, but when the black mist fell next to the mirror, it was purified by bursts of light.

The mirror, the clear heart and the demons, is the most commonly used ritual vessel for Taoism and even sacrifices. Lian Zhen Mirror, the magic weapon of the fifth star of the Big Dipper. Standing in the mirror, all kinds of curse magic could not harm Jiang Yuanchen. (To be continued......)

PS: During this time, the starting point is every day, and tonight is more than half an hour. In a trance, I remembered that I seemed to face the same plot last year. So, I moved it according to last year's method, and it was actually good!

It was just a click that made me struggle for a week!