Witch Realm.

The huge blood moon hung high in the sky, and the whole world looked bloody.

Luoyue City is one of the two largest cities in the witch world. There are tens of thousands of witch tribes living in the city. These witch tribes migrated from the prehistoric continent that year. The lichs finally fought and broke into pieces. Some witch tribes came to this witch world with some broken pieces and formed a new witch tribe group.

Gan Wu is an ordinary witch clan in Luoyue City. He has just turned 1,000 this year and is one of the best among the witch clans of the same age.

Early in the morning, Gan Wucong left home and went to the martial arts training ground in Luoyue City to practice.

The martial arts fair is the largest building in Luoyue City. Every witch tribe who lives in Luoyue City and is under a thousand years old can go to the martial arts fair to practice.

This is the last time Gan Wu went to the martial arts field today. After today he will enter the dangerous wilderness to practice. He will embark on the path his fathers have taken and make himself a strong man step by step.

Along the way, Gan Wu kept greeting other residents of Luoyue City. In the entire witch world, every witch tribe was so friendly. Of course, their friendship was only for the same clan, and for other creatures living in the witch world, the witch tribe was a group of executioners.

After a while, Gan Wu had already arrived at the martial arts stadium. After passing the identity detection at the entrance of the martial arts stadium, Gan Wu walked into this huge oval building.

The entire martial arts venue was divided into huge venues, and according to the age level, it was divided into ten areas.

Gan Wu walked straight to the last area. After passing through the huge arch, Gan Wu heard a wave of familiar shouts.

"Look, it's Gan Wu coming."

"Ganwu, I heard you are going to the wilderness area tomorrow, is that true?"

"Ganwu. How about we compete?"

Gan Wu kept greeting these companions, and at the same time answered similar questions.

Among these witch tribes, Gan Wu is obviously the oldest. He will be able to enter the mysterious wilderness area tomorrow. The young witch tribes who are very curious about the wilderness area can't help but come forward to ask Gan Wu, although they know that before tomorrow, Gan Wu is basically the same as them and knows nothing about the wilderness area.

Soon, Gan Wu had arrived in a small group of witch clans gathered together.

"Ganlong, I'm leaving tomorrow. I want to fight you again before leaving!" Gan Wu said directly to the witch clan who is particularly strong among the witch clans.

In the witch world, the witch tribe has completely become a regular group. They have a unified surname, uniform dress, and even a unified life.

The witch clans of Gan Wu and their generation have the name of Gan, which means that they are from the Gan generation. Every thousand years apart, their surnames will change once, and among the Gan generation, Gan Wu is considered one of the older generation.

Ganlong in front of him belongs to the Gan generation just like him. He is a few years younger than him. He will have to wait a few years before he can go to the wilderness area.

Here, Gan Wu can say that the only person he can't win is Gan Long. No matter how powerful the others are, they will only have a draw with him.

The witch tribes are all very generous. Even if they change the environment of the holy fire, they still have not changed.

Gan Long happily took over Gan Wu's challenge.

When they learned that Gan Wu was going to compete with Gan Long, the witch tribes in the martial arts field gave up a clearing space for them.

The two of them stood in two directions, both of whom were bare-handed and no one used weapons.

"Ganwu, I envy you for seeing the cruelty of the wilderness area a few years ago, but I will not show mercy for this!" Ganlong said to Ganwu in front.

After hearing this, Gan Wu grinned and said, "You can just let the horse come over. I have learned a very powerful move from my father!"

Seeing Gan Wu's confident look, Gan Long seemed even more serious.

No matter what moves Gan Wu's father gave him, this is very powerful. Among their witch clan, the skills that can be called moves are extremely precious and powerful.

However, Gan Long also knew that Gan Wu must have just learned this move, so the power he could exert was definitely very limited.

"I'm going to go!" Gan Wu shouted loudly.

"Come on!" Gan Long roared.

Just as Gan Wu and Gan Long were roaring at each other and competing, no one noticed that somewhere in the witch world, a tiny crack in space suddenly appeared there, and then a figure came in from outside.

Silently, Lin Xiao has entered this world.

Nearly a year has passed since the last time I learned some information about the traces of the witch clan from Zhu Bajie.

In nearly a year, Lin Xiao has searched through hundreds of small worlds. From being excited at the beginning to becoming numb later, Lin Xiao no longer has much expectations now. The best one can find, if it cannot be found, it is fate.

The only thing that comforted Lin Xiao was that in the process of searching for the witch clan, Lin Xiao collected a lot of boundary power.

Although there are no witch clans or spiritual treasures in those small worlds, there are many things containing realm power. From these things, Lin Xiao absorbed more than 500 level 2 thousand world power, which is a very rich harvest.

When entering this world, Lin Xiao did not expect much, but when he just entered this world, Lin Xiao suddenly smelled a unique breath.

He found a place to hide, and at this time he saw a tall witch clan walking over from the side. The witch clan looked about two meters tall and had a strong figure.

But this is obviously not his original form. Obviously, the space of this small world forced them, such as the witch tribes, to temporarily hide their huge bodies, otherwise such a small world would really not be able to live in so many witch tribes.

For the witch clan, except for the witch world, other places are so dangerous. Their witch clan is unwilling tolerate by heaven and earth and is destined to decline.

Now there are not more than 100,000 members in their clan. They don’t want even more than 100,000 to completely disappear.

Once upon a time, some witch tribes left the witch world and descended to the three realms again, trying to regain the scenery of the witch tribe's momentary prosperity back then.

But they all went without exception. No matter how powerful the witch clan was, they had only one fate!

That is...death!

It seems that death is their ultimate belonging, but they are not convinced, and they are not convinced no matter what!

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ps: The last update, when I wrote the last few words, Misha could hardly open his eyes, so sleepy! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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