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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Second The World's Witches(1/3)

Continuously falling, falling.

It's like throwing a stone into a deep well.

It's bottomless.

Dong!

It seemed that the stone touched the bottom of the well, smashed into the cold well water, and exploded the water splash.

The array plate thrown by the existence in the crack of the void fell into the abyss of nothingness, as if it had fallen into a deep well. I don’t know how long it took, but finally reached the bottom of the well.

The array plate soon began to bloom, like a blooming bud, full of glory in the endless darkness.

boom!

The tearing sound exploded, like a series of terrible sharp sharpness, cutting the abyss of nothingness.

The array of words in the array plate hovered, and soon, it opened up a deeper and darker passage.

The passage is deep, as if it leads to a distant unknown place.

roar!

There seemed to be a shocking roar, and it kept coming along the other side of the deep passage.

...

Five Phoenix Continent.

It seems that there are thick clouds covering the entire sky, making people so depressed that they can't breathe.

With the death of a witch king of the Witch Clan, the conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan is completely irreconcilable. For example, the collision between the fire and the iceberg, the fire will not be extinguished, or the iceberg will not melt, and the conflict will not end.

Lu Mutong stood in the palace of the demon clan’s royal court.

His hair was constantly blowing, holding the bamboo stick, looking a little thin.

Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, Empress Ni Chunqiu and other Tianyuan Xuanxian stood beside him.

At this moment, they seemed to feel something was wrong, and a tide was faintly covering them.

"The great catastrophe of heaven and earth... This is a great catastrophe covering all living beings and all practitioners."

After breathing out a breath, Lu Mu couldn't help but speak.

Then, Lu Mu turned around, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared rapidly.

The Witch King Zhu Yan died. What the demon clan’s royal court is about to face is the terrible revenge of the Witch clan. The original contradiction is now completely covered by the fireworks of hatred.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The sound of the war drums blew up between the Western Continent and the Demon Clan Royal Court.

All the people of the twelve tribes of the Witch Clan gathered together, all holding weapons. The Witch Clan has a strong body and extremely strong qi and blood. Even newborn children have power that is comparable to those of the Nascent Soul-level powerhouse.

This is simply a race blessed by God. Although the demon race is not weak, it is still worse in blood than the witch race. However, compared with the witch race, there are more demon races.

On the throne of the demon clan’s royal court.

The Golden Crow Demon Saint stood, his breath was depressed, which was the sequelae of the strong fortune of the demon clan.

However, when Lu Mu refined the elixir masters who searched for the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty, the pills he refined quickly repaired this sequelae a lot.

Now, Lu Mu has to open up a glimmer of hope to choose to stand in the demon race. If he wants to survive this catastrophe, he must have difficulty in opening up a glimmer of hope.

He was completely tied to the demon clan.

The aura of the Golden Crow Demon Saint soared into the sky, and the fortune of the entire demon clan seemed to turn into a vortex circling.

What he is calling for.

With his call, the demon clans that were originally scattered in the Wuhuang Continent were all sensed and began to migrate one after another, rushing back to the demon clan royal court.

The demon tide is surging!

This vision alarmed the whole world.

The human practitioners are all extremely surprised.

The demon saint called on him, and the little demons returned excitedly and fought for the demon clan.

The demon clan royal court soon gathered the demon clans from all over the world, and almost all the demon clans in the Daxuan Shen Dynasty gathered in the demon clan royal court.

A vast army of demons has formed.

Wu Qi and other remaining eleven Witch Kings were extremely cruel.

He led the witch army to the ground and rushed over.

Even when facing the army of demon clans that were like huge waves, the witch clan did not retreat at all.

The aura of the eleven witch kings soared into the sky, and the terrifying blood kept roaring.

Each of them burst out with talented magical powers, which were extremely powerful.

In the demon clan royal court, all demon saints released their aura without admitting their defeat. The strongest men at the demon saint level are not weaker than the witch king.

The confrontation of momentum causes the mountains and rivers to shake.

The collision between the two major races has long attracted the attention of human practitioners.

And on this day of decisive battle.

Lu Mu disappeared, but he tapped his bamboo stick gently, left the demon clan royal court, headed to the Daxuan Divine Dynasty, and walked through famous mountains and rivers.

He knew that compared to the witch clan, the demon clan royal court was not sure of winning.

And when he is Lu Mu, he wants to increase the winning rate to 100%.

He slapped a white shirt and a bamboo stick, stepped into the dragon gate and came to the northern region.

On the top of a snow-capped mountain, he found Kong Nanfei.

There are actually only a few mysterious immortals in the human race today. Lu Mu can only look for those who want to find help.

Lu Mu and Kong Nanfei were sitting on the top of the mountain, and the two talked for a long time.

However, Kong Nanfei finally did not agree to Lu Mu to help the demon clan.

"The great disaster of heaven and earth is both a disaster and an opportunity. No one can protect himself. If you want to gain some turbulent luck, you must enter the disaster and find a glimmer of vitality from the disaster."

Lu Mu talked to the Tao.

Kong Nanfei was wearing a sloppy Confucian shirt, but waved his hand and smiled.

"We scholars don't talk."

"You can find someone else."

Seeing that Kong Nanfei was determined to refuse, Lu Mu had no choice but to leave the Snow Mountain Haoran Sect.

But after Lu Mu left, the sloppy feeling in Kong Nanfei's eyes was wiped out.

Meng Haoran appeared soon, and he seemed to not quite understand Kong Nanfei's move.

Meng Haoran also sensed the changes in the fortunes of heaven and earth. He believed that Kong Nanfei should know better than him.

"Sweep away the snow on the bed and wait for those who are destined to be."

Kong Nanfei smiled and closed his eyes.

It seems to be waiting for something.

Lu Mu left Haoran Sect and continued to attract assistance. He came to him for many sects. In his capacity, human practitioners were polite to him.

However, Lu Mu really attracted many human cultivators to help the demon clan.

However, the only regret is that Lu Mu couldn't speak to the powerful man at the Xuanxian level.

Every strong man at the level of Xuanxian has a lucky fortune and will not easily interfere in such a battle of qi movements.

And the war between the witch clan and the demon clan broke out.

Countless mountains were translated, vast seas were filled, and the terrain changed shape during the war.

Mo Tianyu was in charge of the witch clan. With his deduction and calculation, the witch clan gained a huge advantage on the eve of the war, and the demon clan army retreated step by step.

The Witch Clan is too strong, and every Witch Clan creature has extremely powerful qi and blood.

One person is comparable to a ten thousand troops.

Even when Mo Tianyu saw him, he was extremely moved.

You should know that the witch clan is good at physical body, and even the overlords cannot withstand the physical confrontation of the witch king level.

The witch army was unstoppable.

However, soon, the momentum of the witch army was damaged, and Lu Mu joined in one after another because he helped the human race he brought.

The addition of many human and immortals and powerful immortals has caused the witch clan to suffer severe damage!

The eleven Witch Kings were furious.

Mo Tianyu also sighed. In fact, he didn't want to involve the human race, but now it seems that he took it for granted.
To be continued...
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