Chapter 3089 Nether Witch Forbidden Technique

Including the death curse of the lord of the witch world, the Moro mask that many curses fell on the face of the martial arts deity only stirred up ripples.

These primordial mysteries cannot penetrate the defense of the water of the Styx at all!

When the Lord of the Witch World saw this scene, he was in despair.

After the death curse is released, no matter whether the other party lives or dies, he has only one ending - death and annihilation!

The eyes of the Lord of the Witch World finally fell on the Nether Witch Peak below.

Perhaps, only Mingwu Peak could save the Wu clan.

The primordial spirit of the lord of the witch world is rapidly dissipating.

The martial arts deity directly imprisoned his primordial spirit, condensed the supreme Dao method, and delayed the fall of the lord of the witch world as much as possible!

Although the search for the soul of the emperor is very low, the success rate is very low.

But he has to give it a try.

Behind the Wu clan, there must be a secret hidden.

The martial arts deity wants to find some clues and clues through the master of the witch world!

Once the death curse is released, it cannot be reversed.

However, under the suppression of the Taoist rune of the martial arts deity, the Taoist method of the Death Curse was suppressed for a long time, and the life of the Lord of the Witch World was temporarily saved!

There are still a group of witch emperors around, and now is not the time to search for souls.

With the Moro mask, after blocking numerous Yuan mystical arts, the martial arts deity flickered between his eyebrows and released a purple-gold fire of martial souls.

This purple-gold flame has just emerged, and the primordial spirits of many Wuzu emperors around them all felt a strong burning pain!

The Martial Dao deity mobilized his consciousness and released a storm of consciousness, which fell on the fire of Wuhun.

call!

The fire of the martial soul was blown away, scattered into a dozen sparks, and fell on the bodies of a dozen surrounding Wu clan emperors.

"what!"

These Wu clan emperors let out a scream, and then stopped abruptly!

In their sea of ​​consciousness, the primordial spirit has been burned to ashes by the fire of the martial soul, and died on the spot!

This scene is horrible!

The emperor and the strong are already at the peak of the upper realm, and even in the imperial battle, it is difficult to fall.

But under the hands of this Desolate Martial Emperor, it was like a mustard, and within the wave of his hand, more than a dozen emperors perished!

The remaining Wu clan emperors were already scared out of their wits, their faces paled, and they turned around and fled.

But no matter how fast they are, they can't compare to the martial arts deity!

boom!

In one step of the martial arts deity, he caught up with a peak Wu clan emperor and shook him into powder with one punch, destroying both body and spirit!

With a movement of the divine sense, the Suppressing Prison Cauldron descended, smashing a witch emperor to death again.

The world of these emperors and powerhouses has just been shattered by the martial arts deity, and they have lost their greatest support.

With their flesh and blood, the Martial Dao deity can crush him to death even if he stretches out a finger!

Boom!

The ten gates of hell traveled through the netherworld, carrying endless pressure, descending from the sky and smashing onto the fleeing witch emperors.

puff! puff! puff!

A large blood mist spread out, dyeing half of the sky red!

In the blink of an eye, the forty emperors of the Wu clan have been killed by the martial arts deity!

Countless witch clans sensed the movement here and went out one after another.

Afterwards, these witches saw such a shocking scene.

Those emperors who are usually high above the top are like dogs who have lost their homes, fleeing everywhere, but they still cannot avoid the ending of death!

boom!

At this moment, an extremely terrifying power came out from the Nether Wu Peak, and the trees and soil on the entire mountain rolled down one after another, revealing the densely packed mysterious runes printed on the mountain peak, exuding a strange green brilliance!

"Um?"

The martial arts deity's expression moved.

"Be careful."

Dieyue noticed the power of this power, smelled a dangerous breath, and reminded in a low voice.

These mysterious runes on Mingwu Peak belong to the same source as the words in "Jiuquan Hell Sutra" and "Yin-Yang Fu Jing".

These runes contain bizarre Taoism, and they are fused together with the help of Mingwu Peak to form an extremely powerful prohibition, and the power has even reached the level of forbidden art!

"Huangwu, you are finished!"

In the palm of his hand, the voice of the Lord of the Underworld suddenly sounded, and he laughed loudly: "This underworld witch forbidden technique is enough to kill you!"

If it is just an ordinary forbidden technique, the martial arts deity doesn't need to care at all.

But this dark witch forbidden technique did make him feel a little threatened!

One after another, the green power spread over, pervasive, trying to penetrate into his body.

The body of the martial arts deity roared, blood rose, and at the same time, the ten gates of hell slammed down towards the Mingwu Peak!

"What Nether Witch Forbidden Technique, break it for me!"

boom! boom! boom!

The ten gates of hell descended and fell one after another.

I saw Mingwu Peak trembling again and again, the mysterious runes on it flickered, the ground shook and the mountains shook, but it still stood tall!

How terrifying is the power of the ten gates of hell?

If any portal is smashed down, it can shatter one side of the Great Perfection World.

But now, the ten gates of hell are coming at the same time, and none of them can break this Nether Wu Peak.

The deity of Martial Dao urged Yuanshen, and the prison-suppressing cauldron descended from the sky. There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds from the cauldron, and various Buddhas appeared around.

The four holy spirits on the wall of the cauldron woke up one after another, screaming in the sky!

Sanskrit and dragon chants intertwined, and the Prison Suppressing Cauldron burst out with golden light, smashing heavily on the Mingwu Peak!

In the gate of Ming Prison, there is a torrent condensed by the water of Ming Spring, which is like a waterfall in the sky, falling down!

At the same time, the martial arts deity moved and took a step forward, landing on the top of the Nether Wu Peak!

At this moment, as if time and space stood still, everything was silent.

I don't know how long it took.

Boom!

There was a loud noise from Mingwu Peak!

The Ten Gates of Hell, together with the Suppressing Prison Cauldron, combined with the water of Mingquan, and the kick of the martial arts deity, completely shattered the Mingwu Peak!

Landslides!

The mysterious runes on Mingwu Peak have completely dimmed, and the brilliance is no longer there.

Above the mountain, cracks appeared one after another, and they completely collapsed in the roar!

Mingwu Peak is like a symbol of the witch world.

Since the birth of the witch world, although there have been ups and downs, and there have been strengths and declines, Mingwu Peak has never been baptized by war.

And in this life, the Nether Wu Peak, which condensed the fate of the Wu clan, collapsed!

The Lord of the Witch World looked at this scene, his heart was ashes, the vitality disappeared again, and it became more and more bleak and weak.

The deity of Martial Dao sensed this change and directly performed the soul-searching technique.

puff!

as predicted.

As soon as the soul-searching technique came, the primordial spirit of the lord of the witch world shattered into several pieces, gradually turned into nothingness, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Did not get any information.

"Look over there."

Dieyue seemed to notice something and pointed to the collapsed Mingwu Peak below.

The martial arts deity turned his eyes.

Among the scattered mountains, there are some traces carved on some stone walls, and when they are put together, it is a picture.

These pictures seem to be telling the origin of the witch tribe.

It can be judged from it that one is the Emperor of the Underworld Witch who opened up the witch world.

Under his command, a group of monks knelt down and worshipped.

At first, these monks looked no different from ordinary humans.

But as the Nether Witch Emperor Bufa continued to preach, the bodies of these cultivators gradually transformed, their eyes gradually turned green, and they became the original Witch Race.