Chapter 4012 The Origin Is Extraordinary

Di Xin hugged Ye Lingyue, Ye Lingyue settled her emotions, and then glanced at the corpse demon, the corpse demon looked uneasy.

"Can the road to the sky really lead to the thirty-three days?"

"I don't know either, it's just what the Witch King said. It is said that the end of the road to the sky is thirty-three days. If you walk through the road to the sky, you can become a god, and some people with high cultivation can even become earth. fairy."

The corpse demon roared in the bottom of his heart while answering, and these people didn't seem to understand the situation.

If they were sorcerers, shouldn't they have been trembling with fear when they heard the name of the sorcerer king, how could they still react like this?

"And what kind of Emperor Zhou you are talking about, whether he is dead or alive, you will know when you ask the Witch King."

The corpse said again.

"Corpse Demon, don't tell the truth, don't think I can't see it, you want to lead us up the mountain to find the Witch King."

Di Xin snorted coldly and looked at the corpse demon with a bit of coldness.

The corpse demon trembled with fright, only to feel the chill all over his body, and even his tongue would freeze and knot.

"I didn't mean that. If you don't believe me, you can go up the mountain with me and see. I know the way up the mountain. I heard that the road to the sky will be opened soon. If you can become a god, you can enter the road to the sky. understood."

The corpse demon's eyes rolled, but he didn't expect that his tricks would be seen through by this kid.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The Witch King is brutal. If he really wants to go up the mountain, everyone will go there and never return."

Old Xintou stopped beside him.

These lonely souls have stayed in Wangwu Mountain for so long, and what the Witch King has done is also familiar to his ears, but he didn't know earlier that the Witch King actually controlled the corpse demon and secretly mutilated these lonely souls.

At this moment, in the direction of the mountainside, there was a sudden rumbling sound, like a sudden thunder of spring.

In the direction of the mountainside, the fog that had been shrouded in the mountainside of Wang Wu suddenly dissipated.

When the corpse demon saw this, he was overjoyed immediately.

"Good old Xintou, aren't you afraid of death, yet dare to insult the Witch King. The great Witch King, there are some outsiders who want to harm your most loyal minister, save me!"

The corpse demon suddenly shouted at the mountainside.

Ye Lingyue and Di Xin looked solemn, Ye Lingyue quickly let Xiao Zhiyo and Xiao Wuya retreat, Di Xin urged the sword qi, the sword qi roared up, and wanted to protect in front of several people.

"The ants who don't know whether to live or die, dare to trespass on Wangwu Mountain. Corpse demon, you are useless."

Seeing the direction of the mountainside, the moment the fog dissipated, a pair of thin, blue-gray ghost claws descended from the sky.

That ghost claw, the claw wind is fierce, revealing a cold air, the left claw reaches the corpse demon, the claw body breaks Ye Lingyue's soul chain bound to the corpse demon, and the right claw is a claw. the direction of the kid.

The Witch King has coveted the ghost's soul for a long time. When he woke up today, he found that the aura of the kid was close at hand, so he naturally refused to let it go.

"Little devil! Escape in the direction of the ancient battlefield, don't look back!"

When Old Xin saw it, he was quick-witted and pushed the kid in the direction of Ye Lingyue and Di Xin, but he was caught by the Witch King himself.

When the Witch King appeared, a large amount of mist swept across the mountainside at the same time.

The mist was threatening, mixed with a rotten and stench, and the color was red-green. Ye Lingyue knew at a glance that the mist was poisonous.

"Everyone be careful, don't get caught in the mist."

Ye Lingyue and Di Xin exchanged glances, and the two no longer hesitated, Ye Lingyue used the soul chain to roll up the kid, and Di Xin held Xiao Wuya and Xiao Zhiyo in one hand. Run in the direction of the ancient battlefield.

Old Xintou had been in Wang Wu for a long time, and he had his own way of how to deal with Wu Wang.

The Witch King's strength is unfathomable, and now is not the time to face it head-on.

"Old Xintou!"

The little ghost kept struggling, and it saw Lao Xintou being taken away by the Witch King.

"Old ghost, dare to obstruct this king's plan, damn it!"

Old Xintou's soul was torn to shreds by the Witch King, just like a piece of paper.

"Leave! Kid, you must leave Wang Wu!"

The old ghost's voice echoed coldly in the air.

Ye Lingyue's heart sank.

But she didn't look back, and she knew that even if she did, it was too late.

The Witch King can tear apart a ghost with a five-thousand-year soul with one hand, and its cultivation is much more powerful than they imagined.

"Let me go back, I want to go back, I can't leave Lao Xintou."

The little ghost struggled desperately, and the soul chain in Ye Lingyue's hand rattled.

Behind him, the aura of the Witch King follows him like a shadow, getting closer and closer.

If the kid continued to struggle like this, Ye Lingyue could not be guaranteed not to be affected, I was afraid that he would be caught soon.

"If you want Lao Xintou to die in vain, just struggle."

Ye Lingyue just dropped a sentence lightly, and there was no movement on the other side of the soul chain.

This kid, anyway, is sensible.

Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief, she and Di Xin looked at each other, and the two of them doubled their movements and walked towards the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

Behind him, the aura of the Witch King gradually disappeared.

It seemed that, just as Old Xintou had said, the Witch King had a limited range of activities for some unknown reason, and could only move around the mountainside.

Leaving that area, the Witch King struggled.

This means that as long as you do not leave the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield and break into the Witch King's activity area, it is safe.

Ye Lingyue and Di Xin stopped after confirming that they were no longer being followed.

There was only the whirring of the wind around.

"Little devil, if you feel uncomfortable, cry out."

Ye Lingyue gently let go of the kid.

The little guy hasn't said a word since Lao Xintou died.

Ye Lingyue couldn't see its expression clearly, but her spiritual sense could feel an indescribable sadness that reverberated in the air.

Ye Lingyue sighed.

She is not good at dealing with such parting scenes.

For the little ghost, Lao Xintou is its only relative, and now the only relative is gone.

"I don't cry. Old Xintou said that crying is a sign of the weak."

The kid's voice was stubborn and immature.

That group of small ghost shadows, motionless.

"We'll find a way to avenge you."

Ye Lingyue raised her hand, trying to appease the little ghost, but her hand was in the air and fell into the air.

She just remembered that this child didn't even have a physical body.

"I will take my revenge myself, Witch King, and I must kill him."

Ye Lingyue couldn't see the kid's expression clearly, but at this time, she could feel a strong hatred from the kid.

How can a child who is only six years old have such a terrifying power of thought that destroys the world?

Even Ye Lingyue, who was a spiritual teacher, felt a burst of fear at this time.

Kid, what is the origin of it?