"Master Witch God... what's wrong with you?"
See here.
The elders of the two semi-sacred peaks looked at each other, with a hint of shock on their faces, and couldn't help asking.
"The plan was miscalculated, and I was injured by the little sparrow in the origin world."
"Is that the Buddha's son? Or the great master?"
One of the elders asked again, although the world of origin and the new world have been closed for thousands of years, but the existence of the new world is still known about some stories handed down from the world of origin.
Practice in the original world is ten times more difficult than in the new world.
Otherwise, thousands of years ago, the human race would not have paid a huge price and recklessly migrated to the new world.
But this does not mean that there are no strong people in the origin world.
"It's not..."
The witch god shook his head, took the precious medicine that emitted spiritual light from the secret room, showed a trace of reluctance, and finally gritted his teeth, and swallowed a piece of the precious medicine that could only be refined in hundreds of years.
Immediate results.
The breath of the witch god is recovering rapidly, and although the spirit is still weak, it is gradually recovering and stabilizing.
However, the broken left eye could never heal again.
The original Shinto sword bursting out at full strength can even kill a saint. Although the witch god is far more powerful than ordinary saints and majors in divine thoughts, he still has to pay a huge price.
Wrap the shattered left eye with a white bandage.
He had a hunch that unless he broke through the realm of the great sage and reshaped his physical body, otherwise, this eye would probably not get better.
"call!"
He was injured across borders by a junior whose cultivation was far inferior to his own.
It would be a disgrace to any saint in the New World, let alone a veteran powerhouse like the Witch God who must take revenge.
With one hand behind his back, with the other hand he casually took out two keel walnut plates from the table, and paced up and down in the blood-splattered wooden house with a gloomy expression.
While a volcanic eruption of anger was brewing in his body, there was also a deep fear that lingered in his heart.
Strong, young, beautiful, with a bright future... If she really came to the new world as she said, would she come to find herself to settle!
He wanted to find Jiang Zirou in the vast new world, which was like finding a needle in a haystack.
But when Jiang Zirou wanted to find him, it was effortless.
Trouble, threats... If this child is not eliminated, there will be no peace!
The spring is warm outside, the lake is shimmering, and the scenery is winding, but the atmosphere in the wooden house by the lake is so heavy that it makes people mad. One of the elders gritted his teeth and boldly asked:
"So what should we do now?"
"Do you want to give up the chance in the origin world?"
"Crack!"
The witch god's eyes were cold, and when he exerted force, the keel walnut, which was many times harder than a rock, shattered into several pieces in his hands.
"Give up! The opportunity to become a great sage is right in front of you, how can you just give up and give up!"
After all, after living for thousands of years, after a little thought, the witch god already had a plan in his mind:
"Release the news, rectify the remaining power of the Witch God Cult in the origin world, do not seek a direct conflict, and strive to target the Great Xia royal family, and mess up the situation as much as possible!"
"Leaving the original world for too long, those of us cannot integrate into the new world, but at the same time, we are also abandoned by the original world."
The witch god murmured:
"It is difficult to return to the realm of saints, but the strong ones in the realm of semi-saints can return to the world of origin by paying a certain price!"
"How about this, you go to the gray fog wall now, cooperate with the remaining power of the Witch God Cult, and prepare for action!"
The witch god clapped his hands and ordered.
"this… "
The two elders looked at each other with bitter expressions on their faces.
The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to return to the original world. In theory, they can return to the original world.
But there is no doubt that there will be a huge price to pay.
They are old, and whether they can come back after their cultivation has dropped is another matter.
Moreover, the world of origin is poor in vitality, which is not conducive to practice. It is really not a good place for two elders who are content with the status quo and somewhat proud.
As if guessing the doubts of the two elders, the witch god waved his hand, and two porcelain vases with fat bellies appeared in the hands of the two elders.
"This is the Fetal Yuan Pill, which can restore injuries." The witch god sneered twice: "Don't think that returning to the original world is hard work, there are opportunities to become great saints in the original world, and a little bit of luck is enough to make you holy gone."
Sanctify!
Hear these two words.
The two elders of the Witch God Sect immediately regained their spirits.
The semi-sage said it nicely, but in fact he is just a martial arts master at the peak state, but the saint is different, that is the real transcendence state, not only the transformation in combat power, but also the longevity.
Even the top martial arts masters can live for four or five hundred years.
But the most common saint, Shouyuan is also a thousand years away.
"Obey!"
The two elders smiled and saluted respectfully.
After getting permission from the witch god, he quickly turned around and left.
…
Another part of the new world.
On the endless sea, gray and black smoke filled the air, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.
There was no wave on the sea, just deathly silence.
Compared with the chaos and the turbulent waves, this kind of calm is the most dangerous. The windless sea means that the ships in it will be trapped in it forever, and it will be difficult to get out of it for a lifetime.
can now.
On this dead sea, in the faint gray mist, there is a dilapidated ship full of patches.
I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going.
This is the notorious Sea of Reincarnation among the human forces in the New World, and it is a famously dangerous place.
But now.
This big ship that should have been calm has been broken for decades, and there is a lot of noise.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The sound of fists and feet colliding sounded dully on the deck of the big ship.
The huge air machine was surging, and the wood on the deck creaked. If it hadn't been reinforced by formations, it might have been shattered into pieces in the aftermath of several people's fights.
even so.
Many cracks have also appeared on the deck of the large ship.
It makes people who have lived in the family since childhood feel distressed.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and several figures flew out backwards.
The tall, gray-haired old man in a blood-colored robe, covered in a faint blood shadow, stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.
The remaining elders in Samsara Kaido robes fell to the ground.
Blood was sprayed from the mouth, obviously the wound was not light.
"Your Excellency has no grievances with me in Samsara Sea, so rampant, aren't you afraid of being liquidated by the sage?"
Another elder came.
Seeing this scene, he immediately frowned and snapped.
"Liquidation!? Warriors in the new world have neither ability nor stamina! What a disappointment."
"New world... You came from the origin world!?"
"Naturally! My seat, Nangong Momo." The bloody figure returned proudly.
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It's a bit of a calvin, the next chapter update may be a bit late, sorry. Thanks to the two book friends a, Calligraphy and Painting, and Raising a Sword to Discuss Dao for their rewards!