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

Chapter 77 Red-haired Monster, Holy Soldier

This place is like a space node. This burial ground where millions of ancient tribes are buried connects the non-existent underworld.

However, the mist thinned at this time and everything on the other side became blurry.

Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers quickly turned into nothingness and disappeared from this place along with the underworld on the other side.

Faintly, in the center of that underworld, a pair of cold and dead eyes emerged, as if trying to remember Li Qingxu's figure.

"What a terrifying creature!"

In those dead eyes, Li Qingxu seemed to see billions of lives wailing.

There is no lack of the aura of ancient saints, and it even seems to have the aura of stronger ones.

If it weren't for the Demon Emperor's soldiers defending him, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die from that gaze.

The owner of those eyes was so incredibly powerful that he was even comparable to the ancient emperors!

"Who is the one?"

Li Qingxu remained silent, thinking as he walked forward.

As the mist completely dissipated, he once again returned to the endless ancient battlefield.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, he suddenly swung the green lotus in his hand and struck behind him.

A tremendous divine light illuminated the entire sky, and the dim battlefield suddenly became brilliant.

A shrill scream suddenly came from behind.

A monster covered with red hair appeared, roaring softly. There was a huge hole in its chest.

It was obvious that the divine light just now had pierced his chest.

Although the Imperial Green Lotus Soldier had not revived, its attack was far beyond the ability of ordinary cultivators to resist.

However, this red-haired monster, after being hit, did not immediately turn into ashes, which showed that its skills were extremely high.

"I... don't want to kill you."

His voice was old and hoarse, as if he was trying hard to control his body. He was trembling, his red hair was shaking, and his body was shaking.

Tears kept rolling down his red-haired face. His fierce gaze disappeared, and at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of clarity in his mind.

"You have the aura of the underworld. We are of the same kind. I don't want to kill you..."

His words were intermittent, and it was difficult to connect them in one breath. A fierce light occasionally appeared in his eyes, and he could not control his body, and he was constantly trembling.

"You are the ancestor of the Yuanwang lineage, right?"

Li Qingxu recalls
Rumor has it that the ancestor of this clan was only one step away from becoming Yuan Tianshi in his later years.

As a result, something ominous happened and he disappeared. The tribe invited the disciple of the fortune teller to make a deduction, but the result was that he also suffered misfortune.

"it's me……"

The red-haired monster in front heard his whisper and immediately became excited. There was a hint of clarity in his eyes and the murderous look was suppressed a lot.

"I... was detained by the first generation Yuan Tianshi!"

He uttered this complete sentence with great effort.

"It's really you!"

A smile appeared on Li Qingxu's face and he walked over holding the green lotus in his hand.

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

The taste of Master Yuan Tianshi’s curse should be no worse than the Holy Body Curse.

"Don't come near me, I don't want to kill you, we are the same kind of people, but I am losing consciousness.

The red-haired monster said with difficulty, and seemed to begin to struggle again in his heart, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm giving you some advice... There's something ominous behind the ghost soldiers, don't get close to them easily... They're coming soon... Go away!"

The red-haired monster roared in a low voice, the clarity in his eyes disappeared, and he was full of hostility. Then he suddenly raised his head and let out a shrill scream.

"Hey!"

The green lotus in Li Qingxu's hand suddenly blossomed with billions of fairy clouds.

A huge green lotus shadow emerged, as if it was rooted in the void, supporting the universe, with green leaves covering the sky, enveloping the red-haired monster.

The supreme demonic energy seemed to tear the sky apart, and the chaotic energy surged like a raging wave. "Roar!"

The red-haired monster roared and bombarded the green lotus phantom, making a deafening sound.

But no matter how it bombarded, the huge green lotus shadow remained motionless, as if it did not exist in this void.

However, divine chains of order emerged and firmly imprisoned it.

"If you hold on a little longer, I'll help you get out of this."

As Li Qingxu spoke, his spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and a figure that looked like the Mother of Earth appeared.

She stretched out her arm, and a finger that looked like an endless mountain range pressed on the top of the red-haired monster's head.

"town!"

In an instant, the red hair on the red-haired monster's body dissipated instantly, turning into wisps of faint red air, which were absorbed by the fingers on top of its head.

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in the red-haired monster's eyes, and the power of curse in his body seemed to be completely activated.

Evil energy rushed out into the sky, and red hairs floated in the air all around.

"Oh, unless you come in person, I will take the curse in his body!"

Li Qingxu sneered.

The fingers pressing on the red-haired monster's head were lifted up, and then a palm as big as a continent pressed down.

Grab it and refine it instantly!

"Roar!"

The red-haired monster roared in pain, and strands of the original curse power were forcefully absorbed from his body.

Gradually, as the curse in his body was completely absorbed, his noble face was revealed.

This was an old man with the look of a decaying tree, with trickles of blood flowing from the hollow cavity in his chest.

Although he was saved, he was about to die.

Even if he had not been hit by the Green Lotus Emperor's soldier, he would not have been able to hold on for long after the curse in his body disappeared.

Unless there is a divine object that helps him prolong his life, he will still not be able to escape the fate of death.

"I... ahem, I actually got rid of Master Yuan Tianshi's curse?!"

There was a gleam of disbelief in the old man's clear eyes.

Then he stretched out his trembling, dry arm and placed it on his face, feeling the warmth of a human being.

"Thank you very much for saving my life!" The old man bowed deeply to Li Qingxu.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Qingxu waved his hand, not caring at all.

If there wasn't a curse in his body, he wouldn't have taken action.

After the two of them talked in detail, the old man quickly left this ancient battlefield. He would not live for many more days and had to return to his clan to arrange some things.

Beside Li Qingxu, dozens of weapons with dazzling light were floating in the air.

Although the old man was the ancestor of the Source King lineage, he did not have a single grain of divine source on him, not even an ordinary source.

There were only a dozen magical weapons, among which was an ancient bronze spear that faintly exuded a hint of holy power.

These were the only things the old man had, and he gave them all to Li Qingxu.

As for the old man's Yuan Wang lineage skills, when he saw the figure that looked like the Mother Earth, he knew that the skills he knew were simply not up to par.

The extremely pure law of the earth was simply unheard of. He had never seen it in Master Yuan Tian.

Li Qingxu's spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and a phantom emerged, swallowing all the dozens of weapons.

A breath that seemed to be tangible emanated from the shadow of the ancestor witch Rushou, and it seemed that it would be able to condense into its true form in the next moment!

"Don't worry, the dinner will be here soon!"

There was an unconcealable joy flashing in Li Qingxu's eyes, and he quickly approached the center of the ancient battlefield.

(End of this chapter)