Six years of family affection has been wasted. Don't regret it if you dare.

The old witch was as strong as a madman, holding a sharp scimitar in his hand, and slashing at his believers mercilessly. In less than a moment, the entire top of Wutuo Mountain was covered with corpses and blood.

Then the old wizard knelt down in front of the dark coffin with a pious look on his face, chanting spells. Finally, he held his hands to the sky and shouted: "Old Ancestor, wake up, wake up."

After a while, the dark coffin shook for a while, and then a corner of the coffin was gently pushed open, and then a huge skeleton slowly sat up. The huge white head turned around and saw blood and food all over the ground. Then he stepped out of the coffin, and then the white skeleton began to bite the corpses one by one.

More than a dozen corpses were gradually eaten up, and flesh and blood grew on the skeleton. Although it was still shriveled, it was a humanoid creature, but the blood and food seemed to be a little lacking. Half of the skeleton's face had not grown fully, and then two ferocious eyes looked at the old witch master.

Then a big hand stretched out more than ten meters and grabbed the old witch master in front of him. The old witch master was shocked and said in panic: "Ancestor, I am your child, you can't eat me?"

The old ancestor didn't hesitate at all, bit off half of the old witch master's head, and then chewed it.

After a dark cloud, when the hazy moonlight scattered again, the old ancestor looked up to the sky and roared like a beast: "I'm finally back."

Then there was a slight shake on Wutuo Mountain, and then countless poisonous insects and venomous insects crawled towards the old ancestor, as if crazy believers came to worship their main god. After a while, the top of Wutuo Mountain became a sea of ​​​​venomous insects, and the old ancestor was undoubtedly the king of this sea of ​​​​insects.

A short old man in the Fusang Jingguo Temple suddenly opened his eyes and murmured, "I didn't expect this old thing to wake up early. Is it because of that Daxia man?"

Suddenly, an illusory figure slowly appeared in the open space in front of the old man. When the old man saw the black-robed man, he immediately knelt down and saluted, saying respectfully, "Welcome to the envoy of God."

"Qin Ming, God asked you to go to Myanmar to help the old witch god and kill Ye Mo." Then the figure of the black-robed envoy disappeared abruptly, without even a trace of breath left.

The old man turned out to be Qin Ming, the oldest Yin-Yang master in Fusang. Qin Ming, who should have died in the dust of time, who would have thought that he would live in the Jingguo Temple.

Qin Ming watched the envoy of God gradually disappear, then slowly stood up, returned to the temple, walked to the altar, first lit three yellow incense sticks, then bowed respectfully, and then picked up a set of clothes on the altar and put them on.

Then he recited the formula, and a black wind suddenly rose around him, and then Qin Ming's figure disappeared from the spot.

On the top of Wutuo Mountain, the huge body of the ancestor was sitting cross-legged on the black coffin. At this time, his eyes were drooping, as if he had died, and the poisonous insects and poisonous insects around him were quietly fluttering at his feet.

Suddenly, the quiet sea of ​​insects without any sound began to stir, and the ancestor on the black coffin slowly opened his eyes.

The ancestor's empty eyes seemed to be connected with hell, as if they could swallow the soul.

I saw a young man in white walking slowly in the distance. Wherever he passed, the poisonous insects avoided him, as if they had encountered a natural enemy. This made the ancestor very curious and surprised.

Looking carefully, the young man was actually covered with a layer of faint green light, as if the poisonous insects were very afraid, like a natural guest star. The ancestor sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his already shriveled face looked even more hideous.

A strange note came out of the old ancestor's mouth. The agitated poisonous insects seemed to have received some information. Their clear eyes turned red and bloodthirsty. They were no longer afraid of the young man's protective green light and rushed towards him.

Countless poisonous insects rushed towards the young master like waves, and instantly submerged the young man in the sea of ​​insects. The old ancestor smiled with satisfaction.

But at this moment, a little green fire lit up in the sea of ​​insects, and then the green light became more and more. In less than a moment, countless poisonous insects were ignited with green fire. The green flames directly turned the top of Wutuo Mountain into a purgatory on earth.

"Boy, you dare to steal the holy fire of our sect, you are looking for death." Then

The ancestor's big hand grabbed the boy directly.

This young master was Ye Mo who had killed the centipede. Seeing the three-meter-tall, skinny ancestor, he was also shocked. He didn't expect that there were such humans in the world.

The ancestor's big hand actually stretched out in front of Ye Mo. Ye Mo pointed out, and a stream of Qi penetrated the palm of the ancestor directly, but in less than a moment, the wound healed instantly, as if he had not been injured.

"No wonder he is so rampant, it turns out that he is a master of Huajin, just in time to become my blood food."

The big hand did not pause at all, and then grabbed Ye Mo's neck. Ye Mo's face was furious: "Looking for death." Then he saw Ye Mo punched the ancestor's big hand.

Then he heard a bang, and the ancestor's big hand instantly turned into a ball of blood mist, but the blood mist seemed to have life, and instantly gathered into a big hand, grabbing Ye Mo again.

Ye Mo finally understood that the old witch god cultivated the derivative of flesh and blood, and the immortal body.

"Immortal? Then I will beat you until you really die. Then Ye Mo's body suddenly shot out, and the old witch god on the black coffin also had a solemn face, and formed a strange seal with his hands and smashed towards Ye Mo.

"Boom"

The green fist seal and the black seal collided violently, and the top of Wutuo Mountain trembled immediately, and the power was no less than a bomb.

The violent air wave instantly spread to the surroundings, and countless poisonous insects were directly shaken into powder by this huge air wave, and the air force spread directly to a hundred meters away before gradually spreading. .

In the pitch-black darkness, a voice was shocked. Have they all entered that realm?

Then the two figures shot backwards, and a deep crack was instantly scratched on the ground. Ye Mo's body shook a few times and barely stood firm, while half of the old witch god's arm had turned into a ball of blood mist, but the blood mist squirmed and instantly turned into the old witch god's shriveled arm.

The old witch god first looked at his arm, then at Ye Mo, and said in surprise: "It turns out that you are practicing both magic and martial arts, and you have an innate Taoist body. I must eat you."

This time, the old witch god took the lead in launching an attack. A strange magic seal condensed, and a dark flame burned towards Ye Mo. In Ye Mo's pupils, black and white qi flowed, and two golden rays instantly spurted out. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the top of Wutuo Mountain turned into a hell of fire. In an instant, even the rocks burned.

Then the two collided with each other.