Chapter 1130 Xing Tianchi

boom!

boom! bang bang...

Holding the holy ax in his hand, the witch god Yinxiu slammed on the dark altar again and again. Under the surge of majestic power, the space that was just smoothed by the witch god Yinxiu almost collapsed again.

Fortunately, Yin Xiu, the witch god, suppressed that space in time.

However, as the holy ax struck the same position on the dark altar again and again, the white mark quickly became more and more obvious.

Almost every instant, Yin Xiu, the witch god, swung his ax hundreds of times.

If it weren't for the power of Yin Xiu, the witch god, to suppress that space, I'm afraid that shocking force would be enough to collapse and completely destroy the entire Anyi city, and even thousands of miles around.

At this time, the eyes of all half-witches inside and outside Anyi City have been attracted to the witch god Yin Xiu again.

They widened their eyes, watching Yin Xiu, the witch god, swinging the huge holy ax in his hand again and again, hacking at the dark altar that seemed very small compared to the holy axe.

Those half-witches obviously guessed the intention of Yin Xiu, the witch god, but, except for the high-ranking members of the half-witch family, such as Dawuji, Wuwang, Tianhou, etc., the other ordinary half-witches were not very clear about the dark altar. what's going on.

In other words, in their impression, they always called that altar the 'Holy Ax Altar', but the Youdi arm that appeared before made them feel that the 'Holy Ax Altar' might not be like they used to The so-called 'front' is an altar dedicated to the sacred ax of witches.

Especially when they saw that the witch god Yin Xiu was holding the holy ax and was obviously going to destroy the 'Holy Ax Altar', those half-witches understood even more. Ghost related!

Time passed little by little, and after about two or three minutes, Yin Xiu, the witch god, swung his holy ax and slashed the dark altar countless times.

As the white mark on it became more and more obvious, and gradually formed a crack, destroying the weird runes and textures on the altar, gradually, every time the witch god Yin Xiu swung his holy ax to strike the dark altar. It also does more damage.

At this moment, when Yin Xiu, the witch god, slammed his ax on the crack that was gradually worn out on the dark altar, suddenly, there was a loud 'bang' from the dark altar.

Immediately afterwards, the runes and textures engraved on the altar immediately became disordered, forming a huge energy turbulence, which burst out like a storm...

Seeing this, Yin Xiu, the witch god, immediately pressed down with his left hand, and spit out a witch spell, quickly restraining the energy storm erupting from the runes and textures of the dark altar in the area of ​​the Holy Axe Mountain.

The entire Holy Ax Mountain had already been destroyed by the previous battle between Yin Xiu, the witch god, and the giant arm of Emperor You, leaving only the solitary towering stone pillar directly under the dark altar.

It's just that right now, as the dark altar itself begins to collapse, the turbulent energy storm will naturally destroy the stone pillar below it immediately...

Boom! Rumble!

The violent roar resounded non-stop. Seeing that the dark altar was finally destroyed, Yin Xiu, the witch god, couldn't help showing a slightly relaxed expression in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, after the dark altar collapsed completely, Yin Xiu, the witch god, quickly took action to completely suppress the raging energy storm.

When everything returned to calm, Yin Xiu, the God of Witches, swept across the inside and outside of Anyi City, watching those half-witches who were looking at him with fanatical eyes, with complex emotions faintly revealed in their eyes.

Then, his eyes fell on the holy ax beside him again.

Holding the holy ax in Zhang's hand, Yin Xiu's huge body, which was as high as ten thousand feet, shrank rapidly under a faint flash of mysterious light, and changed back to only two meters high in the blink of an eye.

The holy ax in his hand naturally also shrunk to a length that matched his stature.

It's just that his eyes are always staring at the holy ax in his hand, and his eyes are full of a strong emotion of reluctance. His gaze carefully scans every corner of the holy axe, and his generous palm gently caresses the holy axe. Every inch of the ax!

Looking at his expression, it seemed that he was saying goodbye, or even saying goodbye forever, with a very deep sadness and loss in his eyes. Of course, there is still a little bit of relief and relaxation...

At this time, Yin Xiu, the witch god, suddenly closed his eyes, and even the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

At the same time, in the depths of Yinxiu's altar, the headless Cannian, with breasts as eyes and belly button as mouth, is quietly watching Yinxiu's consciousness.

He suddenly seemed to take a light breath, his eyes stared deeply at the consciousness of the witch god Yinxiu for a moment, and then raised his hand to lightly tap the consciousness of the witch god Yinxiu.

The next moment, a faint mysterious light flew out of his chest, and suddenly fell into the consciousness of Yin Xiu, the witch god.

Immediately afterwards, the lingering thoughts of the witch god suddenly grinned at the consciousness of the witch god Yin Xiu, and then his figure gradually began to blur until it completely dissipated after such an instant...

Yin Xiu, the witch god, stared blankly at this scene.

When the mysterious light that flew out from the chest of the headless witch god Cannian fell into his consciousness, the body of the witch god Yin Xiu was suddenly shaken, and a roar resounded in his consciousness immediately, and it seemed to be blank.

At the same time, countless information flooded his entire consciousness in an instant, causing the consciousness of the witch god Yinxiu to lose the ability to think directly, and could only passively accept and absorb these information...

The huge flow of information made the consciousness of the witch god Yin Xiu a little unbearable, so that Yin Xiu's body was affected, and a daze appeared in his eyes.

However, after a short time, Yin Xiu's consciousness returned to normal.

After all, although the consciousness of the main body and the witch god avatar are connected, they are relatively independent at the same time.

On the contrary, while the consciousness of the witch god's avatar quickly received and digested the huge influx of information, Yin Xiu's body was also clear about the information that had been digested by the witch god's avatar's consciousness.

Yin Xiu couldn't help muttering on his own: "I didn't expect that although the shaman's remnant is not the God of War Xing Tian in ancient Chinese myths and legends, it does seem to be related."

"Xing Tianchi, the last inheritor of the 'Xing Tian Clan' of the witch god clan! In the secret realm, and move a broken piece of land here."

"I wanted to use this place as a place for the witch gods to take refuge and thrive, but I didn't expect that the witch gods were almost extinct before they had time to migrate here..."

Yin Xiu's tone was full of deep regret and sigh. (~^~)