Chapter 793: A Place Where Filth and Dirt Are Hidden (Second Update, Please Subscribe to the Monthly Ticket~)

In the Yuxu Palace, Zhen Tiangong, Xi Fengtao and other twelve witch ancestors stared intently at the Witch Emperor's Book. Suddenly, they saw the Holy Son of the God Realm disappearing from the Witch King's Book. Zhen Tiangong said reluctantly: "Although I wish that all these spies would die, but Rules are rules…”

"If we don't leave hundreds of people to become disciples of Yuxu Palace, those giants of the God King will definitely come to us and cause trouble. But fortunately, we also killed a few of the Sons of God!"

Xi Fengtao laughed loudly and said: "Now, let's recall these little things. I really look forward to seeing how furious these god kings who have lost their sons will be, and the battle between god kings and god kings will begin!"

The nine fire copper dragon pillars suddenly shined brightly, and among the dragon pillars, the formation appeared again. This formation is an ancestor-level treasure. It can send people to other time and space, and it can also recall people intact!

On the dark side of the heaven, in the dark sun, in Chunyang Palace, there were only nine loud booms and booms, and nine fire-bronze dragon pillars emerged from the hall, blooming with light.

Ye Xu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this large formation appear. Suddenly, an irresistible gravitational force came. He, Prince Lingxiao, Tian Shenzi and others flew up involuntarily and fell into the large formation.

Ye Xu reached out and grabbed the Roaring Sky Dog, his eyes flashing: "It's just as I expected..."

He calculated very accurately. Yuxu Palace only recruits a hundred disciples. As long as there are still a hundred people left after thousands of people die, the twelve witch ancestors of Yuxu Palace will recall them. At this moment, most of the people have died tragically, and the remaining strong ones Most of the people have already entered the Chunyang Palace of the Great Sun, competing for the treasures in the Chunyang Palace.

In the Chunyang Palace, more than ten Sons of God and Holy Emperors have died, leaving less than a hundred people. There should be others who have not entered the Chunyang Palace of the Great Sun, but the number should not be large.

Now he kills the Holy Son of God Realm. Let all the people who are still alive reach a hundred and alert the Twelve Witch Ancestors of Yuxu Palace. Naturally, the Twelve Witch Ancestors will take action and recall them.

Even if there are still more than a hundred people after killing the Holy Son of God, he will continue to kill until only a hundred are left!

Sudden. Above the branch of the world tree, a revived witch ancestor slowly raised his hand and said calmly: "No one can leave alive from the palace of the dead..."

Ye Xu felt his body tighten and was pinned in the void by an invisible force. He could not escape from this force at all. He turned his head with difficulty and saw that Prince Lingxiao, Feng Suiyun, Saint Miaoyin and others were all imprisoned in mid-air. Even the nine fire-bronze dragon pillars forming a large formation were captured by this ancient The witch ancestor stayed still. Unable to operate!

"ah--"

A Holy Emperor suddenly disappeared. It turned into a cold corpse and fell to the ground with a thud.

Plop!

There was another sound of a corpse falling to the ground, and another person lost all vitality and turned into a cold corpse.

Plop, plop!

Corpses fell from the sky like dumplings falling into a pot. The originally extremely powerful Holy Emperor. In front of this witch ancestor who had awakened from death, he was as good as an egg. They were easily broken into pieces and their lives were taken away one after another!

In Yuxu Palace. Zhen Tiangong and other twelve witch ancestors stood in front of the formation. They saw a figure on the witch emperor's book suddenly dimmed and disappeared from the witch emperor's book. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he said in a voiceless voice: "In the Xiaoyuan Realm, What happened? Why did these Sons of God and the Holy Emperors die tragically one after another?”

"Something is going wrong! They must have touched some taboo in the Little Yuan Realm, and now they are going to be annihilated!"

"These juniors are all the sons of the God King and the Witch Ancestor. If they all die in the Yuan Realm of my Yuxu Palace, the world will probably be in chaos. Many angry God Kings will have an excuse to attack my Yuxu Palace. They rushed in and destroyed my Yuxu Palace in one fell swoop!”

The twelve witch ancestors shouted together, boundless Taoist rhymes emerged around them, and the loud sound of the avenue sounded, and one shot poured into the formation, pushing the formation to the limit!

The large formation in the Chunyang Palace of the Great Sun was moving again, sucking Ye Xu and others into the formation again.

"No one can escape..."

On the sacred tree, many dead witch ancestors raised their palms together, and the formation was once again frozen and unable to operate. Zhen Tiangong and others were so worried that they shouted angrily: "What happened in the Xiao Yuan Realm? Even us The Twelve Witch Ancestors all worked together, but they were unable to activate the formation and recall the Sons of God!"

Ye Xu also had a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead. Suddenly he heard the Son of Heaven roar angrily, roaring loudly: "I am the son of God King Dajia. No matter who you are, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father Dajia The God King will also pull you out of the coffin and cut you all into pieces..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and then the sound of a corpse hitting the ground came. He was the son of the God King Daga, but now his life was taken away by a corpse without any scruples, and he turned into a dead corpse.

The resurrected witch ancestor took their lives one after another without any hesitation or hesitation. An indifferent voice came from behind them: "The ancient god king needs a dead servant to take care of his daily life..."

Ye Xu felt a wave of waves coming from behind him, turned his head with difficulty, and looked back, only to see a pair of eyes that were extremely indifferent and devoid of any emotion.

The owner of these eyes was pointing a finger at him.

"I made all kinds of calculations, but I didn't expect that I would not be able to escape death now..." Ye Xu was in despair. The gap in strength was really too big. In front of the Witch Ancestor, he was just like a weak kitten. There was no trace of him. The ability to resist!

The finger suddenly stopped in front of his brow, and a complex color flashed in his eyes, as if a trace of vitality was restored.

"Since they are old friends, let them go." The white-clothed God King suddenly spoke at the top of the sacred tree.

The resurrected Wu Zu retracted his finger, and Ye Xu felt the pressure on his body suddenly disappear, and he was involuntarily pulled into the formation. He looked back and saw the eyes of the white-clothed God King and hundreds of Wu Zu looking at him.

"Your things, I'll give them back to you..."

Their voices came, and then the sacred tree suddenly uprooted, whistling towards Ye Xu and fell into the formation.

"Don't forget your promise to us..."

The formation was running, and Prince Ling Xiao and others suddenly saw the stars shifting in front of their eyes, and were moved away from the dark side of the heaven. When they opened their eyes again, they had returned to the door of Yuxu Palace.

"He's gone..."

In the Sun Pure Yang Palace, a witch ancestor murmured, "He's alive, it's worth our efforts... He will resurrect us sooner or later, a real resurrection..."

"Let's go, go see the emperor." The white-clothed God King said slowly.

The Sun Pure Yang Palace shook in the air, and was pulled by eight bronze giant bulls, flying towards the dark side of the heaven.

In front of the Yuxu Palace, a son of God sat on the ground with a plop, his eyes dull, and he cried bitterly. More people collapsed on the ground, lost their souls, and in a short time, more than 30 of them died, more than the number killed by Ye Xu!

Although they are sons of God and saints, it is the first time they have faced such a terrifying thing, and the first time they are so close to death!

Only a few people can still stand up, but even Prince Lingxiao and others have a bleak face. This time, the Sun Pure Yang Palace sank into the ground, drove into the dark side of the heaven, and entered an extremely terrifying place, even the God King rarely set foot there.

Huh!

A sacred tree suddenly appeared from the formation. Ye Xu stood on the treetop, his figure fluctuating. His heart was also in turmoil. The white-robed God King actually gave him this branch of the World Tree and said some inexplicable and unpredictable words, which made it difficult for him to calm down.

"What is the dark side of the heaven? What is it? Why can those God Kings and Witch Ancestors who have been dead for a long time come back to life?"

Zhen Tiangong rushed over suddenly, picked up a God Son, and shouted: "What happened in there? How could so many people suddenly die? That is..."

He suddenly noticed the sacred tree under Ye Xu's feet and said in a lost voice: "World Tree! There is such a thing in the small world!"

He dropped the God Son in his hand, took a step forward, and said with joy: "It is a natural divine object, it is really a natural divine object, all kinds of Daoyun Divine Pattern, naturally long ago! Hurry up and bring it to me! "

Ye Xu's face darkened, and he said lightly: "This old ancestor, before entering the small Yuanjie, you said that life and death are determined by fate, but as long as you can get treasures in the small Yuanjie, your Yuxu Palace will not take them back, and you can take them for yourself. This branch of the world tree is the treasure I exchanged for my life in the small Yuanjie. Could it be that you, Wuzu, want to break your promise and rob my treasure?"

Zhen Tiangong was slightly startled, showing an unhappy look, and sneered: "You don't know the preciousness of this sacred tree..."

"Do you want to break your promise?" Ye Xu asked back.

Zhen Tiangong's mouth twitched, his face darkened, and he laughed loudly: "Young man, although I don't know where you come from, this sacred tree is very important, so big that you can't imagine it. Therefore, if the branches of the sacred tree fall into your hands, it may not be a blessing for you. It will also bring you a great disaster and easily make you die without a burial place! As the witch ancestor of Yuxu Palace, I will naturally not be greedy for your treasures. I will just keep it for you temporarily."

His face relaxed and smiled: "No one in the world dares to cause trouble in Yuxu Palace. If you give me this sacred tree, I will naturally protect you."

"That's right . This sacred tree is indeed of great significance. It is not something that a junior like you can control. It will easily bring you a fatal disaster. "

A witch ancestor from Yuxu Palace stepped forward with a warm smile and said, "Elder Zhen is doing this for your own good. You will keep this sacred tree in the hands of my twelve witch ancestors. We twelve witch ancestors will naturally protect it carefully and will not let it be damaged. When you become a witch ancestor, this sacred tree will naturally be yours. "

"You are now a disciple of my Yuxu Palace. If you don't hand it over, you will be violating the master's order and betraying the master. Don't you know the consequences of betraying the master?" Xi Fengtao sneered.

"Since you have entered my Yuxu Palace, you are my disciple of Yuxu Palace. Don't think about taking this sacred tree away. Even if your body crawls out, the sacred tree can only stay in Yuxu Palace!" Another witch ancestor said lightly.

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