Black witchcraft, a partial and evil technique evolved from the ancestor witch's divine way. Legend has it that it is a cultivation method passed down in the era of the God of War. Instead of seeking strength, it takes a different approach and seeks a shortcut. It uses the body of a fallen strong man as a cauldron to refine it into a god. Use the puppet technique to control the corpse, and use the ancestor witch's divine way to strengthen the corpse, and find a powerful combat power that surpasses oneself.

After endless years of inheritance, the methods of this lineage have been improved and have outstanding combat power!

After all, controlling a corpse of a king is not afraid of life and death, and has no consciousness. During the battle, even fight with your life and challenge it beyond the level.

"Mr. Song is so proud that the Black Witch Gods are deeply honored!"

The ethereal sound echoed in the divine way, and the sound was filled with cold and evil spirits, as if floating from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. It was filled with the curses of the gods and the faint demonic sounds. After the Black Witch Clan left the War God Clan, it regarded itself as the gods.

"Pretending to be a ghost, come out for me!"

Brother Song captured it and the space shattered. It seemed as if a mirror was broken, and a middle-aged man was caught by Brother Song.

Wearing a torn gossip blue shirt, his hair was scattered, and his skin was pale. Another corpse!

By looking at his clothes, you can guess that this must be a disciple of thousands of sects. He only has the king-level combat power in front of him, but under the oppression of Brother Song, he can resist hard. He has no idea what fear is.

The cold light flashed, and the sharp sword penetrated the sky. The corpse cut off its waist with one sword, leaving only half of its body escaped from Brother Song's restriction. Body fluids splattered everywhere, blood and flesh flew everywhere, internal organs fell from the air, and threw them to the ground. The corpse's face did not change at all.

Li Shuo's stomach suddenly became twitching and his face turned pale.

Such a blasphemy of the dead and humiliating the ancestors. No one's ancestors will be treated like this. It is not an exaggeration to find these guys from the Black Witch Clan to fight to the death.

"The people from the War God Clan have left. Why are you good at crossing the human race's star domain!"

Brother Song's face looked a little ugly. Few people would give them a good look at this group of perverts from the Black Witch Clan. If it weren't for the shock of their powerful combat power, the Black Witch Clan would have been destroyed by the War God Clan long ago.

"Mr. Song has filtered out, and the grudge between the Black Witch Clan and the War God Clan will naturally not involve the human race. However, I heard that the green tomb left by the Eternal Blue Heaven Emperor has opened. I have been fascinated by it for a long time, so I will come to visit you!"

"There's so much nonsense!" A sharp voice sounded in the depths of time and space, as if it was about to penetrate human eardrums. "The Qing Emperor is the first human race to fight in ancient times, with outstanding combat power. What he left behind is definitely a treasure, so it's not enough for the imperial soldiers. Maybe we can find the way to become an emperor."

Brother Song frowned immediately.

"A little guy!"

The Black Witch Clan's ascetic puppets are very weak, so few people have seen the Black Witch Clan. They are like gophers hiding in the depths of the darkness. As long as they have the ability, they will try their best to drill downwards, and the deeper they hide, the better.

"The emperor's divine objects, magical weapons and techniques, those with virtue will take them. If I know you dare to do anything in the Qing Tomb, don't blame me for launching the Great Emperor's killing formation."

Brother Song groaned, and a cold wind blew across the gods, and even his bones seemed to be frozen.

The two guys in the depths of time and space suddenly burst into tears and apologized. The two of them would visit Brother Song in advance, undoubtedly because they were concerned about the Emperor's killing formation in Brother Song's hands. They had been sleeping in the Qing Tomb for countless years. No one knew what Song Brother knew about the Qing Tomb, and it was easy for Brother Song to kill someone here. No one knew how much the Emperor had left for this brother.

The two emperors of the Black Witch Clan retreated, and half of the corpse in front of them suddenly turned into blood, and a foul stinking came.

"Don't look for it anymore, these two people may not even have Qing Tomb in!"

After saying that, Brother Song took the lead and left behind the dazed Li Shuo looking at the pool of blood in front of him.

The Black Witch Clan's method really has its magical features. It can actually control corpses thousands of miles away. Unfortunately, the Black Witch Clan's body is weak, and the two emperors together may not even be able to beat a king. This is also because the Black Witch Clan's people will never take risks. Once they enter the Jedi, the death rate of the Black Witch Clan will be higher than that of any clan.

"In the future, if you meet people from the Black Witch Clan, you will not be sure to kill with one blow. Don't offend them!"

Brother Song frowned and warned.

Along the way, the seal in Brother Song's hands changed, and at least hundreds of restrictions were activated before he avoided the mechanism in the Shinto. Without Brother Song's leadership, even a hundred Li Shuo would not be enough to die here.

The black hole in time and space, the strong wind outside the sky, the burial sand of the gods... In the short divine way, all the mechanisms were released, which opened Li Shuo's eyes.

For example, the burial sand in it is not a substance, but a special geographical environment. From a distance, it looks like a ball of yellow sand and dust, but once it falls into it, the gods will bury it in it, which is a dangerous wonder beyond heaven.

The emperor's methods were extraordinary and moved all kinds of Jedi in the universe to the divine way. If Song Ge was not familiar with this place, if Song Ge did not have the control and prohibition of the Great Emperor's barrier, people like Song Ge would have to stop outside the divine way.

"If thousands of sects dare to break through, this is their bone burial place!"

Brother Song’s words are definitely not exaggeration. Any strange scenery outside the sky can kill the existence of the emperor. Opportunity and danger are equally important, and it is indeed an eternal truth.

"Not right!"

Li Shuo asked in confusion.

"Why can the nine-tailed fox move forward so quickly?"

The Nine-tailed Fox is not very familiar with Qing Tomb, and there is no way to control the prohibition. No matter how you look at it, you shouldn't run faster than Brother Song.

Brother Song showed a smile on his lips, grabbed Li Shuo's arm and accelerated his speed.

"The colorful angelfish and the elder brother are absolutely extraordinary. I feel the blessing of the emperor's luck in her!"

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There is no such peace in the other gods, with blood and flesh and blood flying everywhere. The gods are like purgatory on earth.

Jiankong, the leader of the Jianmen Sect, relied on the information accumulated by opening the Qing Tomb in all dynasties to enter the divine way. These materials were all the paths that the sect masters of all dynasties used mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Each step has taken the lives of thousands of disciples...

The elder of the most mysterious Tianji Sect among the thousands of sects seemed to know the mechanism in advance, and even when he moved forward, he didn't want to let him go...

Some disciples of the Demon Sect summoned the demon plane to come to the world and used the demon's power to enlighten the way. Although the progress was slow, it was safe...

The two emperors of the Black Witch Clan used the simplest and most crude method to control the corpses of tens of thousands of kings and constantly attack the Shinto. They adopted the simplest way to use corpses to pile up the road. The Shinto was already full of corpses, dripping flesh and blood, like the deepest part of hell. The two emperors could control tens of thousands of kings' corpses between their hands. No matter how much they consume, neither of them would care...
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