"It's not a loss to exchange the duckweed of my human race for the strength of your witch race..."

The same words roared from the mouths of all races.

For a moment, only the sound of "no loss" was heard echoing at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

And as this sound sounded, the human masters also began to have a terrifying aura rising from their bodies, not because they were resisting something, nor because they wanted to fight, but because they were self-destructing in a desperate fight.

As one of the masters of the ancient land, the Wu Clan is also a top existence. At this time, it is natural to clearly feel how real the aura rising from the masters of the human race is.

Although the self-destruction of those auras is not enough to harm the ancestral witches, and even the great witches can't do anything about it, the collective self-destruction of all the masters of the race is definitely enough to cause heavy casualties to the ordinary witches.

And this is not the most terrifying thing, the most terrifying thing is the bloody light that envelopes most of the witch clan at this time.

The blood color of the twelfth grade blood lotus is shining.

With the glory of the innate spiritual treasure and the power of the Yuan Tu Sword being independent of cause and effect, even beings like the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not imagine what it would be like if Ling Tian actually took action.

"The power of time and space..."

Among the twelve ancestral witches, the ancestral witch with cold eyes was sensing everything. Suddenly, his figure moved slightly.

The next second, strange energy vibrated among the Wu clan.

The luster of Yuantu's sword flickered, and there was a vague invisible collision.

The bloody light exploded, and suddenly, less than half of the Wu clan were attacked by the terrifying power. In an instant, many Wu clan died directly, and more of the Wu clan were injured and fell to the ground.

As the witches fell to the ground, the ancestral witches and the great witches showed angry expressions, and they were about to rush towards the human race as soon as their figures moved.

However, before these ancestral witches and great witches could move, the blood had filled the air again, and at the same time, the ancestral witch who had just disappeared reappeared among all the ancestral witches.

This is the ancestral witch who controls time and space. With his appearance, the other ancestral witches looked at him with solemn expressions.

If even this ancestral witch cannot catch Ling Tian, ​​then it means that no one here can catch Ling Tian.

Of course, if they synthesize Pangu's true body, they might have a chance to catch Ling Tian, ​​but synthesizing Pangu's true body is the Wu Clan's trump card. If even that can't do anything to Ling Tian, ​​it means that the Wu Clan is completely helpless against Ling Tian.

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No witch clan would dare to gamble on such a thing.

The ancestral witch paused, and the bloody light transformed by Ling Tian's control of the twelfth-grade blood lotus also paused, and the two sides immediately faced off again.

Time seems to stand still.

At this time, the Wu clan was angry and aggrieved, but the human race at Buzhou Mountain became excited. However, no matter whether they were aggrieved or excited, they did not make any sound.

At this time, everyone can feel the solemnity in the air.

In fact, Ling Tian did not defeat the ancestral witches. Ling Tian only threatened those ancestral witches through treasures and his own power.

In turn, the Witch Clan can also use the Human Clan to threaten Ling Tian.

The current scene is that of a weak man fighting a wolf.

At this moment, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and the auspicious clouds suddenly fell towards the middle of Buzhou Mountain.

Ling Tian and Zu Wu looked at Xiangyun one after another, and both parties roughly guessed that the one who came was to break up the fight.

The Human Race is not only related to the Wu Clan and Ling Tian, ​​but also to the Saints.

It can be said that, except for the Lich and Lich clans, virtually every big boss in this ancient land hopes to have the opportunity to help the Human race, and Saints are no exception. However, it is not convenient for Saints to interfere in many things.

But for the human race, not to mention that Nuwa and Taishang became saints because of the human race, the remaining two of the Sanqing Dynasties knew that they had a deep entanglement with the human race, and it was impossible to watch the human race be destroyed.

Of course, it's just about not being destroyed.

"According to the order of Empress Nuwa, I came to say hello to all the powerful people of the Witch Clan. I also hope that all the powerful people of the Wu Clan can give the Empress a face and spare the human race..."

The auspicious cloud finally came close, and the person on it was revealed to be an eccentric boy. At this time, the boy looked at Ling Tian and a group of Wu clan and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!