Houyi sighed and said, "Houyi Divine Bow is a very powerful magic weapon. After you become the master of Houyi Divine Bow, you will fall asleep after several pieces of your body are initiated. There will be no way to wake up again. Do you understand?"

When he heard this, Gu Xiaolin was stunned. The weapons such as Fantian Seal, Dragon Scale Sword, and Purple Flame Sword have accompanied him for a lot of time. Among them, Purple Flame Sword also has Gu Hanyao. If he was sleeping, wouldn't Gu Hanyao also fall asleep with the weapon's sleep?

For a moment, Gu Xiaolin was in a dilemma.

"Senior, is there no other way?" Gu Xiaolin looked solemn, "Senior, I'm going to hide it from you. There is a spirit in my purple flame sword. I already have a deep relationship with him. If he falls into a deep sleep, I, I, really, will really have a hard choice."

Houyi shook his head and said helplessly, "There is no other way."

After saying this, Houyi thought for a while and said, "You can talk, I will make the decision in this space, and it will be fine."

When he heard this, Gu Hanyao immediately floated out. The smiley face of the past, Gu Hanyao, who was leisurely, began to play deeply for a moment. After coming out, he didn't say a word. He looked at Gu Xiaolin, his heart was full of complexity, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Gu Xiaolin, you must win Houyi Divine Bow, don't worry." Gu Hanya said seriously, "You have no choice when you have reached this point!"

"I don't have to choose?" Gu Xiaolin smiled bitterly, "Yes, I don't have to choose, thank you."

Gu Hanya nodded and returned to the purple flame sword.

Gu Hanyao only said such a short sentence, which seemed ordinary, but Gu Xiaolin knew that Gu Hanyao was supporting him in his heart. Just as Gu Hanyao said, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and go straight. At this point, there is no second way to choose, either the ancestor of the Styx died or Gu Xiaolin died.

"Senior, it's OK, I accept it." Gu Xiaolin took out the purple flame sword, dragon scale sword, and Fantian Seal to put them on the ground, and smiled, "Even if it is sealed, we are still together, and I am still your master."

Houyi nodded in appreciation, and then Houyi turned into a stream of light and entered Gu Xiaolin's eyebrows.

"Mind and Spiritual Unity."

Houyi's words circled in his ears, and the ceremony of recognizing the master of the artifact began...

Outside Houyi's divine bow, Jumang and Qiang Liang died one after another, with no bones left, and only one ancestor of thunder and lightning was left. However, the ancestor of the Styx was indeed content. Jumang and Qiang Liang fought their lives and did not cause any actual trauma to the ancestor of the Styx.

"Xizi, Xizi, do you know how miserable you are now? You are the only one of the twelve ancestor witches. Do you know what you are now? You are not even as good as a dog of a betrayal family, hahaha." After the ancestor of the Styx killed two ancestor witches in a row, he was very happy. Now he has stopped the attack trend, and he wants to humiliate Xizi well.

To defeat the enemy is not only necessary to solve the enemy, but also to make the enemy feel fear in their hearts. This is how to truly defeat the enemy.

The Ancestor of the Styx is savoring the joy of fighting.

"Ancestor of the Styx, you, you..." Xizi was so angry that he couldn't say a complete sentence, because what the other party said was completely true and indisputable fact.

The ancestor of the Styx looked at Xizi and said tragically, "I think how glorious and glorious the Twelve Ancestor Witches were back then, almost reaching the top of their cultivation. As a result, I was plotted to death by me. The Twelve Ancestor Witches were buried in my hands like this. This is really a pleasant thing, do you think?"

Xizi's face turned blue, green, and finally turned purple.

As the ancestor of thunder and lightning, Xizi now has nothing to say. The fate of the twelve ancestor witches has never been changed since a thousand years ago. Now there is only one of them left, and there is nothing else to say. Fight to the last moment with all your strength.

Even if you die, you must maintain the last bit of majesty of the twelve ancestor witches.

"Thunders shocking."

The wind and clouds were surging above the underworld, and pale thunder and lightning came from the distance to the nearest place. Xizi still decided to fight for the last blow.

The lightning shone brightly, making the entire underworld white, like a giant tearing the darkness apart. Boom, rumbling, and thunder began to scream and scream in victory over the underworld.

Thunder rumbling, lightning flashed, and small silver snakes spiraled among the dark clouds in the underworld.

"Oh? The last blow?" The ancestor of the Styx had a smile on his face. Although he was now a dragon body and a dragon head, he could still tell his joy.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches stand tall. Today, even if I die while standing, I will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy." Xizi's body was five or six meters tall, and although it was much inferior to the nine-headed evil dragon in the air, Xizi's firm face and firm eyes all showed Xizi's determination to lock and strike.

Lightning is coming and the moon is getting louder and louder.

Lightning bolts were thundering on Xizi's body, with blue smoke swaying. From a distance, it seemed like he had suffered a thunder punishment. But it was not. Xizi was originally the ancestor of thunder and lightning, and the fuel he was equivalent to, the more the better.

The ancestor of the Styx just looked at Xizi without taking action, just like a boring audience watching the show.

Finally, the lightning above the underworld became louder and brighter. At the beginning, the electric snake was only as thick as a little finger. After accumulating, it was now as thick as a bucket, which looked very terrifying. They were shuttled through the clouds, and the sizzling current covered the whole body, looking extremely terrifying.

"Ancestor of the Styx, go to death." Xizi roared and waved his right hand, and tens of electric snakes in the clouds instantly fused and condensed into a huge kilometer electric snake, rushing towards the Ancestor of the Styx.

"Overbial power." The nine dragon heads of the Ancestor of the Styx snorted coldly at the same time. Then, the dragon's body jumped and his tail swept, and the electric snake instantly broke into countless electric balls and fell to the ground.

Xizi's body below turned soft and his face pale. He didn't expect that the Wan Lei Jingtian, who had been brewing with all his strength, would be easily resolved by the Ancestor of the Styx. This was really a huge joke.

"Old Ancestor of the Styx, the ultimate secret that my twelve ancestor witches have already understood. With an immortal body, even if you destroy us, so what? Our twelve ancestor witches are reincarnated and re-educated, you can't escape my twelve ancestor witches and I will pursue you. There is only one result--death." Xizi sneered and burst out shocking secrets.

"Ancestor of the Styx, don't be fine." Gu Xiaolin smiled and said, "Is Reincarnation?" The Ancestor of the Styx quickly wiped out the fireball condensed from the Nether Fire in his hand, and asked Xizi down, "Xizi, tell me the key points of reincarnation, I will spare you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiz died and turned into a fog of blood.

Xizi is dead.
Chapter completed!