The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 63 Returning to the Holy City, I heard that you were going to die?

"pity."

Li Qingxu felt it, sighed secretly, and took the shadow of the ancestor witch Rushou back into his body.

If there are still three or four fist-sized pieces of fairy gold, then the ancestor witch Rushou will be able to initially condense his true body!
However, the material of fairy gold is really hard to find and it is rare in the world. Even this piece of phoenix blood red gold was obtained by chance thanks to Ye Fan.

There are also a few lines of words left by Emperor Hengyu in the hall, which roughly means that he left this fairy gold for the one who is destined to receive it.

Emperor Hengyu is a man of natural talent, with unprecedented cultivation skills. He is also a man with great opportunities.

But it will never be taken away completely, and there will always be a glimmer of hope for future generations.

There was nothing else in the hall, no secret techniques, only the ashes from refining ultimate weapons, recording the demeanor of the great emperor back then.

When he walked out of the ancient building, he looked at the plaque.

The two words "Heng Yu" above are vigorous and powerful, with the momentum of breaking through the sky.

Li Qingxu stood quietly and watched. In a trance, it seemed that there was a divine furnace seal spanning the sky, floating up and down here.

A trace of Emperor Hengyu's divine power permeated, as if confronting the Taichu Ancient Mine from afar.

At the same time, it was also suppressing these two extremely evil places, cutting off the connection between the mysterious creatures underground and the ancient mines.

But time was too long after all. After more than 100,000 years, the creatures underground here once again established a connection with the creatures in the Taichu Ancient Mine.

Fallen Sun Ridge was quiet, with nothing but the blurry black sun on the ground.

Li Qingxu did not move the plaque. His spiritual sense moved slightly, and the true body of the ancestor witch suddenly appeared.

As wisps of earth laws spread around the true body of the ancestor witch, they then sank into the black sun on the ground.

Suddenly, black flames leaped up and down, as if guided by something, and rushed towards the true body of the ancestor witch.

The fact that the ancient emperor chose to offer military sacrifices here is enough to show that the yang energy of Fallen Sun Ridge is the most prosperous place in the world.

The Fallen Sun Ridge contains the most yang fire in the world, which is extremely strong and yang. The divine fire buried underground is also a treasure.

Li Qingxu sat cross-legged and let Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, absorb the black flames underground.

Although he has initially condensed his true body, there is still a huge gap between him and the perfect body of Zhurong, the ancestor witch.

The deeper you go underground, the higher the temperature and the more extraordinary the flames.

The flame contained in this black sun on the ground alone is extremely terrifying, almost comparable to the purple fire of the sixth level of the Fire Domain.

Not to mention the underground part, the fire energy there is terrifying, some of which are comparable to the flames on the eighth floor.

Emperor Hengyu chose this place to offer sacrifices to his soldiers, as this is the most yang place.

The endless black fire from underground merged into the body of Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, making his real body seem more solid.

Li Qingxu did not absorb all the black fire here, but only two-thirds of it.

As the true body of Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, returned to his body, his body became thicker and heavier.

At this moment, it was already the second half of the night. The world was silent, the moonlight was like water, and it was very deserted.

Li Qingxu arrived outside the Taichu restricted area. Without any more worries, he took one step and traveled a thousand miles towards the Holy City.

More than half a month had passed when he returned to the Holy City of the Northern Territory. Before he even entered the city, he heard bursts of discussions ringing in his ears.

"The laws of nature cannot be reversed. Even if the curse of the holy body is broken, life cannot be saved. It has already been predetermined."

"With less than half a year of life left, what can I do? It's a pity that the peerless god king has put in so much effort."

"The Holy Body is finished. It had less than half a year of life, and it ended in disgrace. It was defeated by the heaven and earth more than 100,000 years later. In the end, it did not create a miracle."

"There's no need to worry about the Wind Tribe's Pearl. She will definitely not be engaged to such a holy being. The Wind Tribe should probably be thankful that no decisions or commitments have been made yet."

"So what if I break the curse? I'll still die in the end, hehe!"

Some people sympathized, some gloated, and their expressions varied. There were all kinds of comments, including voices of regret, and of course, voices of ridicule and adding insult to injury.

"The curse of the holy body has been broken, and Ye Fan is about to start to rise."

Li Qingxu's eyes flickered, and he walked into the holy city without stopping.

From time to time, the mocking voices about the Holy Body rang in his ears, which made him want to laugh. As long as Ye Fan went to the ancient forbidden land again, he would not lack any lifespan.

"Could this guy have already left the Holy City?"

Li Qingxu was a little worried. After all, he came with a Great Holy Body, and he wanted this guy to drive the Great Holy Body to the Holy Cliff.

"Hey, does this burly young man with black hair look familiar?"

"Now that you mention it, I seem to have some impression. Was it before..."

"Oh my god, this lunatic is back in the Holy City again!!!"

"Go quickly!!!"

Many monks on the street changed their expressions and ran away from this place.

It seemed that in their eyes, Li Qingxu was like a devil and no one could get close to him!
"Who is it? Doesn't that boy look very kind? Look, he even has a smile on his face."

There were monks who came after hearing the news that the holy body had broken the curse, pointing at Li Qingxu's figure with puzzled expressions.

"Hush! You're going to die!"

Someone who had seen Li Qingxu in the Holy City quickly covered the monk with his hands and dragged him away.

At the same time, he whispered in his ear very quietly.

"He almost killed everyone in the Holy City half a month ago! You still dare to point your finger at others, are you trying to kill yourself?"

"what?"

"Ah what? If you don't believe me, ask them!"

The monks around them all nodded when they heard this, and even some gray-haired elders couldn't help but tremble.

"He won't go crazy again when he returns to the Holy City. No, will he want to do that again?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, I'm leaving the Holy City for now. It's good to be alive."

"Wait a minute, senior, let's go together."

As Li Qingxu's figure appeared in the holy city, countless cultivators changed their expressions and rushed towards the outside of the holy city.

They were afraid that Li Qingxu would suddenly say something like, at worst we could sink the Northern Territory!
"Am I that scary?"

The gossips in his ears made Li Qingxu stunned.

How come he doesn't know that he is that crazy? He is quite gentle and calm.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the void in the distance shook, golden blood rushed into the sky, and a huge golden hand gathered and pressed down towards a place.

"This is the breath of the Holy Body. He is still in the Holy City."

Li Qingxu showed a look of joy, took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Snapped!"

In the distance, the earth and the sky were shaking, the sunset glow was dispersed, and the sky was hazy.

Ye Fan's golden hand covered more than a dozen people, and the moment it fell, blood and mud splattered.

Everyone who saw this scene was extremely shocked. Although the Holy Body was injured, its power was still undiminished and it was still not to be offended.

The holy body cannot be insulted. Everyone feels a chill in their hearts. The other party is about to die, so there will be no scruples at all. They must not be provoked!
Especially those who had spoken coldly to us in the past were even more frightened, and their legs felt weak.

Thinking of what he had said before, he felt extremely guilty, fearing that Ye Fan would hear and remember it.

"Hey, I heard you're going to die?"

A playful laugh suddenly rang out all around.

In an instant, everyone around gasped and retreated as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.

They didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of death and would challenge the Holy Body.

(End of this chapter)