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The witch clan envoy came over to ask Jiangling to see him, saying that he wanted to invite Jiangling to seize the divine object against the heavens.

When Jiang Ling suddenly realized that the other party said that his power could not suppress the divine object against the heavens.

"If this is the case, it would make sense." Jiang Ling and Sikong Nihong and others nodded.

The witch clan itself cannot stop the weapon spirit. All the forces in the world gathered over, but they can easily resolve the attacks of the weapon spirit.

"Are you willing?" Jiang Ling sneered and looked at the old man.

"Of course I'm not willing to give up, but doing so can cause the major forces and races in the world to fight, play a role in weakening the major forces, and will be beneficial to the future of the witch clan. Now that things have come to this point, we can only look at it for a long time."

The old witch clan was not shy about Jiangling and told Jiangling frankly.

Because he knew that even if he confessed the facts, Jiang Ling would go there.

Even though they knew this was a deep pit, the major forces in the world were willing to jump in.

"The message has been brought to you, and the invitation time and space coordinates are included in the invitation. Then, it's time for me to leave."

The old man nodded slightly to Jiangling and the others, walked out of the hall and left.

Jiang Ling narrowed his eyes and watched him walk away: "You guys say, is this reliable? I can't find any flaws when he said."

"Combined with the previous changes, 90% may be true, and only the birth of the gods against the sky can produce such terrifying changes." Zhong Yi replied in a deep voice.

"When is the time?" Yu Hongchang asked, standing below.

Jiangling and the others have read the invitation, but Yu Hongchang has not read it.

"Two years later." Jiang Ling replied.

"Where are space coordinates, you should have received them. When we looked at the invitation, we didn't see the space coordinates."

Sikong Neon looked at Jiangling.

"I saw that the spatial coordinates in this invitation disappeared after I received it. I think it was to prevent others from peeking. The coordinates are not far from the Feixian Empire."

Jiangling looked at them and said.

"Go? Invitation will be in conflict with the time when Hunyuan Wuji is born in 2 years? If it conflicts, you can only choose one of the dragon veins and the destiny gods."

Sikong Neon thought more profound than Jiangling.

If Hunyuan Wuji was born two years later, Jiangling would definitely not have obtained the dragon vein.

"No, Hun Yuansen said that Hun Yuan Wuji will only wake up for at least 5 years. This is the time when he said it was too early. Hun Yuan Wuji's actual awakening time should be a little later."

After Jiangling and Hun Yuansen signed an agreement, it would be no good for him to deceive Jiangling again.

"Then, go?" Sikong Neon asked Jiangling tentatively.

"Go, of course." Jiang Ling grinned.

The possibility of the witch clan cheating Jiangling is not high, and that aura cannot deceive Jiangling, it is indeed a sign of the birth of the treasure.

"You all prepare. I will take a few of you there and the others will stay to guard the family." Jiang Ling gave instructing them and let them go.

"Next, I have three big things to do."

Jiangling looked at Sikong Neon.

"The Witch Clan's trip will be very dangerous, otherwise don't go." Sikong Neon said in a deep voice.

"It's okay if I don't go. Although I have many trump cards, I have to at least reach the top transcendent to initially exert the power of those trump cards. The power of the defiant gods is very domineering. I pay a little price to exert the super-level strength when I first enter the transcendent."

"I have to go, even if I can't get it, I can't let my arch-nemesis get it."

...

In the following time, Jiangling was in a retreat.

But it took a long time to Jiangling, even though he was unable to successfully condense the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness into form, it was really difficult.

Sikong Nihong said it simple, but who knows how long she had practiced before she could cultivate the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness into shape!

After the journey of the Witch Clan, it was the journey of the dragon vein, and these two things were completed.

There are so many things that are troublesome. Fortunately, everything can improve Jiangling's strength, and Jiangling will not be in vain.

Just like that, two years passed quietly.

The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness has only a rough form, and it is still a long way from initial formation.

As soon as he returned to the hall and stood firm, Jiangling sensed something was wrong. The atmosphere in the world was solemn and solemn, so gloomy and tense that it seemed that it could twist out water.

"What's wrong? What happened when I was away?"

Sikong Nihong was sitting in front of the hall basking in the sun, and Jiangling asked her directly.

"Oh, are you back?" Sikong Nihong opened her eyes, "It's nothing. It's just that the witch clan has refined a god against the heavens and the gods, and it has spread, triggering a fight among the monks."

"Let's go, too."

Jiangling probably had a short time, so he took Sikong Nihong to find Yuan Tiangang and Laogui, and then called Commander and Huang Jiuxiao, and the six of them were ready to leave.

Zhong Yi doesn't like that kind of scene with a lot of people.

Dugu Tianxia is the dean of the seminary and cannot escape it. Moreover, like Zhong Yi, he also likes quietness, so these two stinky oil bottles have developed a deep friendship because of their similar smell.

Only after leaving the Feixian Empire did I realize how crazy the monks were, and almost rushed to the witch clan with their families.

The witch clan spoke, saying that this was an opportunity for all the monks, but the result was good. In addition to the forces and races of all sizes, countless casual cultivators also rushed into the witch clan.

There are those who fly in the sky, those who walk on the ground, and even those who parade in the river, which looks like a wave of refugees.

In the Feixian Empire, only Jiangling and others went there. They did not lead a large army. Other forces were always moving, but thousands of troops were dispatched. It was too hard.

The Witch Clan has not been officially born yet, so the Witch Clan’s tribes are moving in a different dimension.

Jiangling once went in the witch tribe in a different dimension, but after so many years, there were a huge crowd of monks around him. From the perspective of Jiangling, a black ocean stretched to the end of the sky, magnificent.

"It's all monks. Oh my God, how many people should be there."

Jiangling had seen strong winds and waves, but he was still shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Hmph." A cold snorkeling came into Jiangling's ears.

Jiangling looked at it in the sound and saw Hun Yuansen and his tens of millions of iron cavalry before a short mountain.

He obviously noticed the breath of Jiangling and looked at Jiangling in front of the army.

"He has come too, and has brought all the army. Are you not afraid of the millions of iron cavalry being destroyed by other monks?"

Jiang Ling muttered in his heart, smiling at him on the surface.

"Please rest for a while. The despairing divine objects are in the final warming stage. They will be born in ten days to overcome the despairing divine objects. Then it will be your chance."

An old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, walked out of the void and said loudly.

After saying that, the white-haired old man disappeared strangely, like a ghost.

"who is he?"

Jiangling looked at the old man from afar and muttered softly.

"The leader of the Witch Clan, Jiutian." The sound of the dark lines of the sky net sounded in Jiangling's mind.

"Nine Days."

Jiangling said.

Two years ago, the envoy of the Witch Clan said in the hall that the Witch Clan leader Jiutian, this invitation was sent by Jiutian.

Although he is the leader of the witch clan, according to Jiang Ling's observation just now, Jiutian's cultivation is not very high.

At the age of Jiutian, the Nirvana period is probably the limit. He emits a strong aura of death and may die at any time.

"We'll find a place to rest first, and there's still ten days left."

Jiangling took Sikong Niong and others to go around the woods on a hill to enjoy the cool air.

It is early autumn now, the weather is a little hot, so it is very pleasant to sit under the shade of the trees.

“Where to go?”

Jiangling suddenly looked at two figures in the shade of the trees.

"Uh, that's all, I'm just going out for a walk." The tall and thin figure turned around and smiled dryly.

"That's right, there are still ten days left, you can't let us sit all the time." The little turtle on the figure's head took over the conversation and said.

"Don't cause trouble, especially to female monks. Don't harass them. It's very chaotic here. If you two make trouble, it will be detrimental to my future actions."

Jiangling solemnly instructed them.

"Okay, okay, I know."

Yuan Tiangang and Laogui lit their heads as if they were pounding garlic, and their skills disappeared in a flash.

"In the Nirvana period, all the forces that Tianxi Ajian could take to take action have come. Some small forces transformed into casual cultivators, mixed in the camp of casual cultivators, and existed in the form of small groups."

Huang Jiuxiao's observation ability is very keen. He just swept it a few times and saw the situation clearly.
To be continued...