"Ah...these two emperor-level witch gods are controlled by the ancient immortal?"

"What's going on? How can there be the divine thoughts of ancient immortals in the consciousness sea of ​​the emperor-level wizard god?"

"Why does the ancient immortal control us, the witch god?"

Many witches and gods were talking about it.

"Stop, you lowly human race, let go of our ancient immortals' spiritual thoughts quickly, otherwise you will be dead. If you dare to hurt us, our ancient immortals will destroy your human race!"

The two ancient immortal clan's divine thoughts let out a thundering roar and struggled desperately.

Gao Xiaolin raised two ancient immortal thoughts in his hand and said loudly: "Many years ago, the ancient immortal clan controlled the top leaders of our witch god, especially the despicable ancient ancestor Lu Xuanzi.

When our ancestors were exploring, they suddenly attacked our ancient witch ancestors, causing our ancient witch ancestors to almost be destroyed physically and mentally."

"What did you say? The Ancient Immortal clan controls the top leaders of our Witch God?"

"Ancestor Ancient Immortal attacked our Ancestor Ancient Witch?"

"It's impossible. Their friendship is so deep. How could the Ancient Immortal Ancestor attack our Ancestor? You are lying!"

Countless witch gods began to curse and roar, not believing Gao Xiaolin's words at all.

Gao Xiaolin snorted coldly and said, "You don't believe what I say, do you? I will invite the ancient witch ancestor to come out and have a look and let him speak to you personally."

Gao Xiaolin knew that no matter what he said, these single-minded wizards and gods would not believe it.

Now only by inviting the ancient witch ancestor can these stubborn guys be convinced.

Fortunately, the ancient witch ancestor was nourished by his father's soul-nurturing beads, and his broken soul has been repaired and condensed into reality.

"What did you say? Can you invite the ancient witch ancestor?" Lian Liefeng and the remaining eight emperor-level witch gods looked at Gao Xiaolin in surprise.

Gao Xiaolin said loudly: "I happened to meet the ancient witch ancestor a few months ago, but he was seriously injured. I saved him. The ancient witch ancestor gave me three shocking treasures of the witch god clan. Now

I have brought the ancient witch ancestor here and asked him to speak to you."

After Gao Xiaolin finished speaking, he took out the purple gourd and opened the lid.

"Rumble..." With a flash of divine light, the extremely strong soul of the ancestor of the witch soared out of the purple gold gourd and turned into a huge witch god, standing in the void.

"My children, I am here..." The kind and majestic voice of the ancient witch ancestor resounded in the ears of every witch god.

"Ah...it's really the ancestor!"

"The ancestor is really here!"

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

As soon as countless wizard gods saw their ancestor appearing in the void and heard the familiar voice, their eyes filled with tears, and they knelt on the ground with a plop and began to pay their respects.
Chapter completed!