Chapter 4434: The Only Witch God

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Mo coughing a large mouthful of blood, stained with red plackets.

He looked pale, and his eyes were half -closed, but it was a bit difficult to open.

He trembled and said, "The son of the two witch gods met, and even in the decisive battle!"

"What?!" Hibari was shocked.

Some time ago, Wu Mo Yan has told her many secrets of the witch, including the Witch's life.

It is as if the heavy responsibility of the witch tribe is delivered to her.

At this moment when Wu Mo said, Hibari was shocked.

"Na Mingya ..."

Wu Mo Yan said: "If Ming Ya was defeated, it was devoured by another witch goddess and died."

"If Ming Yam is victorious, it will devour another witch god life and become the only son of the witch god, but there are too many people who want to use her in this world."

Hibari said: "Isn't there a master who is beside Mingya's sister?

Wu Mo Yan shook his head and said, "If you want to protect a witch god, why is it difficult?"

"I calculate the fate of Ming and Ya, the nine fierce and one good, and the fate of that person is as good as Xingyuan.

"Nine fierce and one good ..."

When I heard this, it was that Hibari was also worried about Ming Ya.

"Ahem ... Hibari, before, I have talked with you all the secrets of the witch. In the future, these burdens will be handed over to you ..."

"Remember ... remember what I said to you ..."

After hearing the words, Hibari seemed to be aware of what, and quickly looked at Wu Mo.

"Grandpa, no ... no ... how can you ..."

She suddenly discovered that Wu Moyi, who was lying in her arms, had completely dull her eyes, without color, and her breath was constantly declining.

More than that, even Wu Mo's body is decomposed into a little -origin particulate light.

After the wisdom is easy to fold, Wu Mo Yan has a pair of eyes that can spy on all things, and master the talent of understanding destiny, and damage too much to Shouyuan.

It was only the last life of Mingya and Su Bai to calculate Mingya and Su Bai. At this moment, Fang Yu returned to heaven.

This cannot be stopped or changed.

In the mountains and the wild, the beasts were swaying, and the mountain wind whistled, seemed to be sending the old man's departure.

He was originally a trainer, and many beast spirits in the mountains all had deep feelings with him.

Wu Mo's fall into countless light spots. Hibari tried to catch it, but it could not be caught at all.

The girl's tears were wet, and they kept trembling.

Nympho

The outside world is two years.

And Changsheng has been in the past two months.

The movement of the cocoon, the more amazing, and the continuous fluctuations of the divine power, although it was very weak.

The energy that condensed thousands of spirits gathered, and the energy seemed to be exhausted.

Sitting on a closed look like a dead stone has never had any movement of the long -term binding longevity for a long time, and finally opened his eyes at this moment, with a bit of crazy color in his eyes.

"Finally it's over!"

"Will it be you, will it be you, Emperor Zhou?"

Chen Ye also heard the sound of binding Changsheng, and frowned and looked at the cocoon ball, quite confident.

"Didn't you win ..."

Chen Ye felt helpless for Mingya.

Although Mingya is Su Bai's disciple, she is also exposed to Mingya. She is also Su Bai.

But after all, Chen Ye's body is used, and Chen Ye also loves the lively little girl in this nature.

Chen Ye naturally hopes that what to win is bright.

But listening to Changsheng said ... it seems that there is no hope.

"Adult, where are you in?" Chen Ye called inside.

Half a month later.

Cocoon balls suddenly cracked a crack, with a strong witch atmosphere, which scattered from this crack.

The gaze of the binding longevity and Chen Ye fell on the crack as soon as possible, and the two concentrated.

It seems that the battle of the two witch gods has finally results!

Who would be the winner?

There are more and more cracks, and Wu Guang has continued to diverge.

A punching shadow shattered this cocoon coat.

Emperor Zhou's figure appeared in the sight of the binding Changsheng and Chen Ye.

Emperor Zhou's body was wrapped in black, his face was full of blood patterns, and his breath was very large.

The only way to break the extraordinary way of the two witch gods is to become the only witch god life.

Nowadays, the extraordinary atmosphere is now, and the battle between the two is obviously result.

Seeing the figure that came out of the cocoon coat was Emperor Zhou, Chen Ye suddenly thought like it.

"Is it really lost ..." Chen Ye regretted it.

The binding longevity is exposed.

It's just that this kind of joy has not last to end.

"No ... no!"

Bang Changsheng found something wrong. Although Emperor Zhou at this moment was extraordinary, but in addition to this extraordinary spirit, there seemed to be dead qi exuding. Why?

Emperor Zhou's face had a crazy smile, but followed, the corner of his mouth twitched.

His eyes looked incredible behind him.

A fair palm shattered his back, and from his back blood, he continued to draw his life and witch blood.

Above the white palm, the purple witch blood lines are dense, and the owner is a dry body.

Except for the white and flesh -and -flesh colors, the rest of the body is extremely dry.

But while absorbing these fate power and blood power, this body is also recovering flesh and blood.

Di Zhou's face was full of disbelief.

"Isn't it me who won?" Di Zhou gritted his teeth fiercely. He wanted to resist, but his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by something and couldn't move at all. How could he resist?

After continuously absorbing the witch blood power and witch god power from Di Zhou, the shriveled body became full again.

There were bursts of purple witch light covering her body.

She stood up again.

Like a green lotus emerging from a swamp, her body was pure white, flawless, her legs were slender and smooth, her flesh and blood seemed to be carved from white jade, her long hair fluttered, and she was naked, only the witch light covered her body.

This figure was 80% similar to Ming Ya, but without the past immaturity, like an ordinary woman who had grown from sixteen or seventeen to eighteen or nineteen years old.

Moreover, the aura on her body was powerful and terrifying.

She opened her eyes, her eyes were indifferent, and there was a purple frost mark on her forehead, which broke her divinity.

As Di Zhou continued to absorb it, his body became shriveled, his blood dried up, and his vitality was constantly disappearing.

Fu Changsheng watched all this, but did not dare to disturb him.

If he interfered, he had no idea what might happen. If something unexpected happened, he could not bear the consequences.

What he needed was a witch god fate to hand over to Chaohai Pavilion. As for who this witch god fate was, it was not important.