Chapter 375 The witch clan holy weapon

The body technique of walking around the dragon!

Golden steel shadow palm!

When the witch envoy saw Feng Linyu suddenly turning into a figure, then a large piece of golden palm shadow hit his chest. How could the witch envoy ever see these two exquisite martial arts? Although he was crazy in his heart, he was still shocked when he discovered the terrifying power of Feng Linyu's golden steel shadow palm. His eyes suddenly returned to a hint of clearness and wanted to dodge, but at this time he could not dodge? As soon as his thought of dodging arises, Feng Linyu's palm shadow had already hit his chest.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A series of roars sounded, and the whole body of the witch seemed to be hit by a large truck at high speed in an instant. She squirted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards for more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

Feng Linyu didn't even look at the witch envoy again, and immediately rushed in along the only cave where the flashes of red flashes. He learned from his father that the cave here was extremely complex, but because the magma rose under the sky and the earth, as long as he walked along the glowing cave, he could go to the place where the fake Kirin Temple underground was.

As for the witch envoy, Feng Linyu has no time to care about him now, but after he took his own palm, it is probably almost the same if he doesn't die. When Feng Linyu used this move to deal with Gardas, with the third level of Gardas's Fighting God, coupled with his armored defense with the armor transformed from Fire Dragon, he also suffered a lot from Feng Linyu's palm, let alone the current cultivation level is not as high as Gardas, and there is no armored person?!

Shortly after Feng Linyu left, the witch envoy who had fallen to the ground and no sound suddenly shook all over, and then his hands and feet began to move slightly. The witch envoy was not dead! Although Feng Linyu's attack and his strength assessment of the witch envoy were not wrong, Feng Linyu did not understand the attributes of the witch envoy. The witch envoy's cultivation had reached the second level of the witch god, and the witch envoy had the attributes of other energy. When Feng Linyu's golden steel shadow palm hit his body, part of the fighting envoy on Feng Linyu's palm was automatically eroded by the witch envoy's witch envoy. The witch envoy saved his life because of this, but was only seriously injured.

The witch moved his hands and feet a few times, and then slowly sat up with some difficulty. He was about to struggle to stand up, but at this moment, a figure suddenly roared from the darkness not far away and rushed over frantically, holding a long sword in his hand. The figure was not fast, but now the witch was already seriously injured and difficult to move, and the distance between the two of them was not very far, so the next moment, the figure finally rushed to the face of the witch envoy, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the witch envoy's chest without mercy. Then he pulled out the sword again, stabbed in fiercely, then pulled out, and then stabbed in...

While inserting the witch envoy with his sword, the man shouted wildly: "Ahhhh, go die! Go die!!!"

This person is not someone else, but Mo Qijie! Although Feng Linyu untied the constraints on his hands and feet before leaving, Mo Qijie felt a fierce hatred in his heart. Although Long Aofeng was lying on the ground, he was not in danger of life. After thinking for a while, he helped Long Aofeng up and let him sit on the wall. Then he resolutely rushed into the cave. Not far away, he saw the scene of Wu Envoy sitting up from the ground. Although he couldn't see the appearance of Wu Envoy in this dark environment, he would definitely never forget the breath of Wu Envoy in his life.

At the moment, the witch envoy was obviously seriously injured, and other witch people all fell to the ground without a sound. Mo Qijie probably thought that all this should be done by Feng Linyu, but there was some doubt in his heart about why Feng Linyu didn't kill the witch envoy like others. However, these are no longer important now. What is important is that there is such an opportunity to put it in front of him, and the witch envoy is not dead! Then he wants to take revenge! Revenge! Revenge for the dead tribe and his father! This idea came into his mind. Mo Qijie even immediately forgot the huge gap between his strength and the witch envoy, and took out a long sword from the space ring and rushed towards the witch envoy...

Things proved that Mo Qijie was lucky. The witch was seriously injured and he easily stabbed five or six swords without the power to fight back.

"Uh...uh..." Under Mo Qijie's crazy attack, the witch envoy could only hum miserably as the sword entered and exited. He was already seriously injured. Mo Qijie's swords completely cut off his vitality. The energy on his body began to slowly flow out, and even the body that had been hidden in the black fog slowly appeared. The witch envoy turned out to be an ordinary middle-aged man, not tall, with a white face and no beard...

But now, Mo Qijie had no time to carefully look at the appearance of the witch envoy. The energy on the witch envoy began to slowly dissipate. After revealing his original face in this cave with a bright red smile, Mo Qijie stopped the crazy piercing movement in his hand. Because he suddenly remembered something!

Mo Qijie let go of the long sword and let it be inserted into the witch's chest. He moved his heart. An egg-sized bead was pitch black all over and emitting black light not only.

At this time, the witch envoy, who had lost his eyes and was about to die, glared suddenly at the bead, looked at the bead in disbelief, muttering: "This... this is... a holy weapon! a holy weapon!! Cough..."

As the witch spoke, a mouthful of blood was spewing out of his mouth, and the divine light that had finally condensed in his eyes began to dissipate again.

Mo Qijie was just happy when he saw that the witch envoy really knew the bead, but then he saw that he seemed to be about to Guixi immediately, so scared that he tightly held his shoulders and shook them hard: "Don't die! Tell me! How is this broken bead used?! Tell me! Tell me quickly!"

Mo Qijie shook vigorously, but he couldn't help but feel secretly regretting that he had just started to take too much force. Why are you inserting so many swords? How good is it to insert a few swords first and let him tell the secret of the bead and then kill him?!

This bead is the holy weapon of the Witch Clan. Both Mo Yanhuai and Mo Qijie knew, but what secrets do this holy weapon have and how to use it? Mo Yanhuai and Mo Qijie and his son tried countless methods after getting the bead, but they all had no effect. Mo Yanhuai once clearly stated that the strong witch ancestor was, and only when he found the secret of the holy weapon of the Holy Clan, could he kill him and take revenge. Now, Mo Qijie finally found the Witch Envoy, who seemed to know the inside story, but was dying by his own excitement just now. Now if the Witch Envoy died immediately, Mo Qijie would probably regret it for life.

Fortunately, it seemed that Mo Qijie's big shaking had an effect. The witch's pale face began to turn back to rosy, and a divine light condensed in his eyes. He turned his head slightly, looked at Mo Qijie, and then slowly said: "It turns out that this holy weapon... is really in your hands. It seems that Mo Yanhuai had a long time ago. Hahaha, this traitor, Wu Zuying, finally did not kill the wrong person..."

"You dare!" When Mo Qijie heard him scolding his father, he ignored the matter of the holy weapon. He waved his hand and slapped Wu Zhi fiercely, taking off his head and slapped him away.

The witch had no feeling and continued to laugh: "Hahaha...boy, do you want to know how this holy weapon is used? Hahaha...I will tell you now that this holy weapon is required to be used after swallowing it. But boy, do you dare to do this? Hahaha...hehe...haha..."

The witch smiled, coughed a few times, spit out a few blood, and the sound gradually became lowered, and finally there was no sound. He was finally dead. After suffering such severe injuries, even the gods were unable to turn the world back.

The Wu Qijie died. But Mo Qijie was stunned, and the expression on his face kept changing. Finally, he turned his eyes to the black bead the size of an egg in his hand, and swallowed it and could use it. Mo Qijie shook his head slightly. He had never used this method before, and he had never even thought of it. But Mo Qijie was not a fool. The tone of Wu Qijie's speech just now was obviously malicious. How could he believe this?!

Mo Qijie stood up, put the bead and the ring, then kicked the witch envoy hard, and then walked step by step towards a dim stone cave. Mo Qijie had a good memory. He vaguely remembered that the cave where his father was killed just now walked from here, and the cave was not very far from here.

Sure enough, Mo Qijie walked along the cave for a short time and saw the twelve corpses lying on the ground from afar. He could no longer help but run quickly to pick up his father's headless body, and started crying wildly. While crying, he couldn't help but recall the little things in his life with his father since he was a child...

After all the fragments flashed through Mo Qijie's mind quickly, he suddenly shook his whole body and took out the pitch-black bead from the ring. His eyes were staring at the bead tightly. Mo Qijie's eyes kept flashing with extreme hatred and crazy divine lights. He murmured and roared lowly, like a wounded beast: "Witch...Witch Ancestor!!! I'm going to kill you!!! Must!!! This holy weapon... will swallow you?! Hahahaha, since... since you can't find your secret, what's the use to keep you?! Since my father is dead, if you can't take revenge, then what's the use to keep me?! Come on! Just die!! Hahahaha..."

Smiling, Mo Qijie opened his mouth wide and suddenly stuffed the black bead the size of an egg into his throat. The bead entered Mo Qijie's abdomen and actually sprayed a powerful stream of lacquer energy. Mo Qijie's entire body began to expand instantly by the impact of this energy flow.

This bead is actually made of the magic beads in the body of the soul-devouring monster of the ancient witch clan and the secret technique of the witch clan. It is said that once the monster reaches the holy beast level or above, the magic cores in their bodies will undergo extremely magical changes. In addition to having various magical abilities, even the appearance will become round beads. This is the magic bead of the soul-devouring monster, and the blue dragon ball obtained by Feng Linyu is the same.

This bead is indeed a supreme holy weapon for the people of the witch clan. Its usage will naturally not be swallowed just like this. Instead, it requires a strong man with at least the third level of the Witch God to slowly nourish it with his own witch energy until he finally slowly transforms it into his body. Its role, legendary, can not only greatly enhance the user's devouring power, but also allow the man to break through the bottleneck of the Fighting God level and reach the legendary myth level.

Of course, from ancient times to the present, no one has dared to swallow the whole bead. If someone dares to do this, the most likely consequence is that he is exploding and dying by the huge energy contained in the bead. The witch envoy told Mo Qijie this way, but he really has no good intentions. It can be said that this person is about to die, and his words are evil...

Now, Mo Qijie was in danger of such an explosion. He fell to the ground, moaning painfully, and his whole body was suddenly bulging and falling down by the huge energy, which looked like a human form.

"Uh!!!Uh!!!Uh!!!Uh!!!"

Mo Qijie moaned loudly, and the terrible pain that kept coming from his body made him even wonder if his body was being cut off inch by inch, but his bloodshot eyes still did not flash with the light of indomitable and fierce hatred.

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Underground.

More than twenty bodies were lying on the stone platform, and these people were either seriously injured or dead. Of course, it was not someone else who caused this phenomenon, only the Azure Dragon Emperor. The four-clawed holy dragon was so terrible. After the Azure Dragon Emperor transformed into armor with it, the first-level masters of the Fighting God could not break the Blue Dragon Emperor's defense at all! The only ones that barely threatened him were the Pope and a few second-level masters of the Fighting God. In this situation, those first-level masters of the Fighting God were slowly injured by the Blue Dragon Emperor. After this battle went on for so long, all the first-level masters of the Fighting God in various countries could not get up, including Xueyu and Feng Linbao.

The only ones left in the field who are still struggling to support him are Pope, Feng Linhoude, Snake Fighting God Xu Tianba, Tiger Fighting God Lei Luo and Fire Phoenix Fighting God Ning Cai have become four masters above the second level of the Fighting God. Moreover, these four people are almost at the point where the fighting spirit is exhausted. They have thought they will retreat first, but they have failed in the end because they all have reasons and reasons for not being able to leave!

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Chapter completed!