Chapter 3770 Death of the Witch King

There was no expression on Zhen Ling's face, but his tone was a bit surprised, and he asked, "That girl has nothing to do with the new Witch King! Why don't you let her go?".

The Witch King said angrily, "But this girl has nothing to do with the new Witch King!"

"Why doesn't it matter?" Zhen Ling was even more surprised, "It doesn't matter. You made her wait here for ten years?"

"Who is the new Witch King? Why don't I know?" The Witch King rolled his eyes and asked again strangely.

"Hmph..." Zhen Ling sneered, looked at the Witch King's waist, and said, "I don't know anything else, but a new Witch King has appeared. I know this matter better than anyone else! He was born To be suppressed by me..."

The Witch King was helpless, he knew Xiang Ling very well, and at the same time knew that he could not compare with Jiu Xia's eloquent tongue, Jiu Xia could persuade Zhen Ling to let her go, but he was afraid he could not. However, he was already prepared for the worst-case scenario, and after arguing with Zhenling for another half an hour, he looked at Ziming apologetically and said, "My child, I have really wronged you!"

Ziming smiled sweetly and said: "Witch King, look at what you always said! Earlier, the younger generation didn't know, thinking that you were always in Wuwang's stronghold. But when I got here, I realized that you have always been used by me for the inheritance of my soul cultivation. The suppression here, you have always suffered grievances... This junior is hard to come by in case, besides, since this junior wants to bear a false name, how can it be possible if you don't pay something?"

"That's good..." The Witch King nodded, looking at the direction of the space, which is where Houtu Village is, and said in a low voice, "If you don't go out, Master Xiao...it will be easier!"

Ziming's face was slightly red, but there was some regret in her eyes. She knew that if she didn't go back, Xiao Hua might not mention the new Witch King to Elder Wu, but if she didn't listen to Elder Xiao in front of Elder Wu, Hua personally admitted that she was a little unwilling again! A woman's heart... is as strong as the Witch King, but I still can't fully understand it.

After arguing for a long time, Zhen Ling seemed to be tired, and disappeared in a flash, not knowing whether to think about human nature or a new name.

The Witch King seemed to be tired too, standing there like a sculpture, without moving for half a day! Ziming has been in this space for ten years, and he is naturally familiar with it. He stimulated his soul power and began to meditate secretly.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know when the Witch King woke up. The dragon's tail began to swing slightly at the bottom of the space, and wisps of faint light rippled like ripples on the stone-milled seal.

Ziming opened his eyes to see, and felt the breath of the ghostly sea of ​​blood coming out like threads, she was a little surprised, but she couldn't ask anything, she closed her eyes after a few glances.

Zi Ming thought that the Witch King was plotting something,

The dragon's tail swayed randomly, but who knew that the Witch King's randomness... It took ten days!

Seeing that the aura of the Nether Blood Sea became stronger and stronger, and even the formation spirit showed its figure, looking at the vortex that was already several feet in size, he wondered, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" The old shaman turned pale in anger, and said coldly, "The old man is looking at how you intercepted the old man's witch king's order that day! It is said that the power of the ghost of my soul cultivation is better than that of the Buddha. The country's sea of ​​bitterness is getting stronger, how could it be stopped by you?"

"Haha..." Zhen Ling laughed loudly, "The Nether Blood Sea of ​​Million Meng Mountain was suppressed by my Sea of ​​Bitterness, how could your Witch King Token have crossed the 18th floor of hell? You better stop thinking about it!"

"No!" Elder Wu shook his head resolutely, "I must find a way to restrain the bitter sea!"

"Cut..." Zhen Ling said as if curling his lips, "How dare you call yourself an old man in front of me? I don't know how much older you are when I live!"

Elder Wu cast a sharp look, and without further ado, the dragon's tail was still swinging, and the brows on his face were tightly frowned, as if he were thinking hard.

"No fun!" Zhenling looked at Elder Wu, muttered something, and said to Ziming again, "Ziming, what would you say my name is?"

Ziming thought for a while, and said in a decent manner: "Every name is given by your parents! If you want to choose a name, you can ask your parents. Why do you ask me?" ?”

"Father and mother?" Zhen Ling was startled, and wondered, "Who are my parents? I don't know?"

"Even you don't know, how could I know?" Ziming asked again, and then she rolled her eyes again and smiled, "Of course, if you want me to help you, let me out first, I'll help you." Go to Million Meng Mountain to help you find..."

"Tch, you think I'm stupid!" Zhen Ling sneered, "You can't leave without seeing the new Witch King!"

"It doesn't matter!" Ziming shrugged, "My parents know that I am here, and I will go back to find them later!"

"Where are my parents?" Zhen Ling seemed to be crying, but the expression on his face was still as cold as ice.

Shouting, Zhen Ling disappeared again, probably really looking for a place to find his parents! And the Witch King raised his eyebrows, and the golden dragon scale on his waist suddenly fell into the vortex silently. Seeing the dragon scale fall, the Witch King spat three mouthfuls of blood into it again, and the green script glyph once again Stimulating, "Buzzing..." With a strange sound, jet-black lotus petals like ghost lotus gradually emerged from the void...

"Zi, what are you doing??" Zhen Ling suddenly appeared, looked at the dark lotus petals in disbelief, and exclaimed, "You... you actually interfere with reincarnation, don't you want to live? No! New The Witch King..."

As he said, "Boom..." In the flames, a layer of bitter sea blood fell out of thin air, hitting the lotus petals of the Nether Lotus. Inside, the dragon scales are revealed, and the nine layers of brilliance inside the dragon scales are also revealed! A heavy life force is covered by layers of Buddha's light...

"Damn!" Seeing this, the Witch King cursed involuntarily, and the weird green light around him formed a huge green script glyph. The space is shaking, the space is folded into thousands of layers, each layer reveals the light and shadow of the twelve great gods, and each layer reveals the endless Wumeng Mountain Range!

However, before the force fell on the Buddha light of the wheel, "Boom..." the phantom of Mount Sumeru appeared and fell like a substance. Wherever it went, the space was flattened, the light and shadow were shattered, and the continuous mountain range was also cut off...

"Roar..." Seeing that he was about to fail, the Witch King roared unwillingly.

"Woo..." A strange sound of howling wind came from the flat space. Between the twisted light and shadow, a tall and handsome young man stepped out of the light and shadow. When the young man appeared, the figure of the Witch King The sound of "Boom..." rose loudly, stretching the space straight as if opening up the sky and opening up the earth, even Mount Sumeru...was lifted up! The roar of heaven and earth is loud...

"Swipe..." In the blink of an eye, a blood shadow covered in dark green sky-pattern land deeds flew out of the human-faced dragon tail and fell into the young man's body, and there was a "rumbling" thunder sound all over the young man's body , and then turned into a light and shadow and rushed into the place where the wheel was turning.

"Shi, what are you doing?" Zhen Ling shouted angrily.

"This is human nature!" The young man turned his head slightly, his brows showed supreme tenacity, and his thin lips parted and said, "It is impossible for you to understand in this lifetime!"

Following these words, "Boom..." The young man's soul body shattered and turned into thousands of fine rippled soul threads. Qian's soul thread was tumbling like boiling water!

"This..." Everything was in the blink of an eye, Ziming didn't react at all, and she was even pushed to the edge of the space under the huge force, but this couldn't stop her from staring at the rolling soul silk in dumbfounded, At that place, Zi Ming's familiar aura of the Great God of Houtu was fading rapidly, and the voice of the Witch King's death came from inside: "Haha, I understand! The new Witch King Ming was indeed born here. But ...He was not born here, nor in the Xiaoyu Continent, nor in the Yilin Continent. As for where he appears in a human body, it depends on the gift of God Houtu! It seems... the old man The first time I performed the art of supernatural power, I did not make a mistake..."

"Damn it!" Zhen Ling was also angry, and shouted, "You are right, I don't know, but what I know is that you have lost your soul, and you can't even reincarnate!"

"I am willing!" The voice of the Witch King passed away, and the soul thread became less and less. Look at the human-faced dragon tail supporting Mount Sumeru, and now it has turned into a statue of a god standing upright. , can no longer move, but the voice of the dead witch king still lingers around the statue of the god, "Only by knowing how to let go, can you understand human nature! Ling, you may not understand!"

After finishing speaking, the dead soul of the Witch King turned into the last ray of soul power to tear apart the power of reincarnation of the Buddhist sect, allowing the petals of the ghost lotus of the soul cultivator to slowly close, and the dragon scales with nine colors are also Disappeared without a trace.

"Alas..." Zhen Ling stood there looking a little lonely, looking at the ghostly blood sea that had slowly disappeared, and then at the human-faced dragon tail that had turned into a statue of a god and had no breath at all. Sighing, "Is this human nature? Why don't I understand?"

Following the sound, Zhen Ling's figure slowly disappeared.

"I...can I go?" Ziming held back his sadness and hurriedly shouted.

It's a pity that Zhen Ling didn't pay attention to Ziming at all, as if he was missing Ziming, and seemed to think that Ziming's words were not worthy of his answer at all!

Ziming's voice seemed to resound in the empty cave, and it lingered for a long time!

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