The long chanting, the huge power falling from the sky, represents the most primitive and powerful power of the witch clan, which was the last power of the witch king in the ancient witch era.

In order to inherit this power, even the leader of the treasure house will have to pay a huge price, and his body will gradually break down and he will bear as much power as possible from the Witch King in the extreme state of dying collapse.

Under the beam of light in the sky, the leader took off his armor. His sludge-like body seemed to be baptized in the light. His body was gradually purified and turned back to his original appearance. It was like a rebirth. The power of the Witch King did bring him powerful energy and also made him return to his original appearance. However, this state could not last long. When the body collapsed, he would look like a sludge again when seriously injured.

"Killing one thousand enemies will hurt yourself by yourself. Is it really worth it for you to do this?" Luo Tian asked.

"We must admit that we have made many mistakes. We should not listen to the words of the evil demon clan, nor should we transform ourselves with self-righteousness. This does not mean that our witch clan is not weak and incompetent, nor does it mean that our great witch king seal will be left to those who are not recognized. You may think that the rules of our witch clan are unfair, but we have been like this for millions of years. We believe in the choice of our ancestors, and the greatest witch king seal will be left to those who are recognized by our ancestors."

In the strong light, the leader's every move was beating black thunder. Just a single point was pointed out, it could shake the entire throne. A strong black spiritual light flew out and instantly hit Luo Tian's divine shield. The shield was broken. Luo Tian took out the Xingtian shield to protect him. When the black spiritual light hit Xingtian's shield, Luo Tian felt extremely painful in his arm, and the energy overflowed instantly passed through his body. Luo Tian took a step back, and his body disappeared and appeared dozens of meters away. But when he looked down, he saw that his arms holding Xingtian's shield were covered with blood, and even the surface of Xingtian's shield showed signs of collapse.

The power of this attack actually reached the limit of attack that Xingtian Shield can withstand. In other words, this ancient war god's protective magic weapon cannot withstand the power of the Witch King. Moreover, this is part of the power of the Witch King. According to the strength of the leader's body, it is impossible to fully inherit the power of the Witch King.

He could not even cast a complete spell, and could only use simple energy. Even a small amount of energy flowed through his body would cause his body to break. Luo Tian's shocked attack also caused a large piece of wound on his arm. After one blow, the guy's arm was covered in blood and severe pain, which forced him to hang his arm.

"The Witch King Seal will never be allowed to fall into the hands of the incompetent people." He raised his other hand, and energy from all directions gathered in his hands. An ancient spell seal appeared on his head, and a ray of light shone on Luo Tian's body.

"It turns into ashes under the glory of the great witch king." When the leader said this, the five holes bleed, and his whole face was scary. Luo Tian's situation was also very critical. The light was just the simplest use of energy, but it brought an unprecedented threat to Luo Tian.

The light shone on Luo Tian with a stronger power than the sun. Luo Tian felt that he was about to evaporate in this strong light, his body seemed to be disintegrated, pieces of flesh and blood, bones, and every inch of his skin seemed to be about to be broken, and the blood was boiling, and the light that burned all was eliminating Luo Tian from this world.

Luo Tian bent down, and every breath he felt that it was the last breath of life. He felt that he might be dying here. The strong sense of death made him involuntarily afraid.

He even looked back at the scene of life in his mind, as if he was a revolving lantern before death. He had not found his sister, had not yet controlled his destiny, and had too many things to do. His life had just taken one step. He shouldn't die here, and he didn't want to end his life like this.

At the other end of the light, the leader had already knelt on the ground, covered in blood, his body had begun to collapse, but his face was full of determination, and his life was also dissipating.

This is a competition of will and life. Both of them are running towards the end, as if they are about to rush to the end. The party who gives up first will eventually fail.

As if it was burning, Luo Tian spread his hands open, and all the energy in his body was released in an instant. The black and white double-headed dragon raised his head high behind Luo Tian. Xing Tian’s giant shadow raised his hands, like a giant supporting the spiritual light falling from the sky. At the same time, the Yin-Yang Map was spinning at Luo Tian’s feet. Luo Tian took out almost all his trump cards. If he could not support it, he could only wear a mask and go there.

The leader opposite knelt on the ground, his blood seemed to be almost dry, his body was like burning charcoal, his aura came out of his broken skin, and the energy was completely out of control. If he continued to use the energy of the Witch King, he might spontaneously ignite and destroy under this energy. This was not death, but complete destruction, and even the imprisoned soul would be destroyed.

"I don't want to go back to the darkness, nor do I want to become a monster again, human, this time you can't beat me, because I never thought of living from the beginning. All I thought about from the beginning was to find a suitable opportunity to end my wrong life in a suitable way."

The moment he finished speaking, his body completely ruptured, his skin burned, and his life was exchanged for the explosion of energy. The energy shining on Luo Tian increased several times. Luo Tian had reached his limit, just like an ant lying on the ground, crushing his body by a huge stone, as if it was destined to be the result of death.

It was a miracle to be able to hold on for so long, but even the yin and yang energy could not resist under too powerful force. Luo Tian knew that he was going to die. Although the pain was numb, the huge feeling of powerlessness could not be restored.

The other party exchanged his life for his life, which was a bet that had been unfair from the beginning.

"Ding..." At this moment, Luo Tian heard a strange sound, and the crisp sound was like the sound of silk and bamboo. The next moment, Luo Tian raised his head and saw the boy's face appear in front of Luo Tian.

Like a god descending from the sky, his beautiful face appeared in front of Luo Tian, ​​with a face like milk, and his soft hair was scattered on Luo Tian's face.

"Do you still remember me?" The boy smiled like a flower blooming.

"Dream..." Luo Tian whispered his name.

"I thought you forgot. It seems that you are in big trouble. Do you need help?" The mysterious boy called Dream suddenly appeared in front of Luo Tian, ​​even at this moment when the power of the Witch King was raging.

"What price do I... need to pay?" Luo Tian asked. He had his own trump card. If the price this boy needed far exceeds the mask, Luo Tian would refuse without hesitation.

"No, I can help you for free." The boy said with a smile.

"Why...ah...believe you..." The severe pain in his back made Luo Tian unable to hold on and he was about to die.

"You can take out the mask of a broken lover and put it on, but you will lose a lifetime of 60 yuan. Haha, even if your cultivation level grows so fast, how many lifespan does it have to wear this mask? Wear it once will have a lifetime of 60 yuan. This price is not cheap." He actually knew about Luo Tian's mask. You must know that this mask does not really exist, but something from the world of consciousness. Every time Luo Tian wears a mask, he actually wears a mask on consciousness. When he takes off the mask, he will feel that his lifespan is pulled away from his body. All outsiders see is Luo Tian's strength.

"How do you know about the mask?" Luo Tian asked.

"I know a lot about you. You can wear a mask, but you can also choose to let me help you, and I don't want any reward."

"There is no lunch in the sky that fell out of nothing." Luo Tian said.
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