After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Chen Yuanniang looked at this, then at that, then suddenly her mouth flattened, she threw herself into Hua Changfeng's arms and began to cry.

She is a ghost cultivator at the Golden Core stage and is already very capable of controlling herself.

Even if tears did flow out, they would not have the effect of ghost tears.

So, when Bingzi was excited and about to jump up, Ye Lige grabbed his sleeves and gestured with his chin, "Go and see Xiaoke!"

Xue Xiaoke went to coax the ancestor of the altar. Ye Lige didn't mind giving both kindness and power when necessary, so she never removed the formation and even reinforced it.

Xue Xiaoke over there was communicating with the altar. She said: "Ancestor, you belong to our entire White Witch clan and are the belief of our White Witch clan. I want to invite you back to the clan now."

The altar said: I have not been an ancestor for many years. Things are different now. I just want to fly abroad.

Xue Xiaoke: Can it be what you think?

Altar: Isn’t that nice?

From now on, if you follow me and eat hot and spicy food, here and there, it is all my world, hahaha!

Xue Xiaoke: ...Sure enough, the altar was not only evil, but also floating. If Bingzi hadn't unexpectedly pinned the high priest at the center of the formation, and if Bingzi hadn't possessed the Nether Fire that made the high priest extremely fearful, wouldn't it have been possible? Knowing that a character has existed for tens of thousands of years, how can you just die?

Just look at the beads that are as big as the mouth of a bowl. They are so bright. Could they not be treasures?

Those two ghost cultivators may not have realized it, but their eyes turned red when they saw the treasure.

I thought I was restrained enough, but in fact it was all visible to others.

When Bingzi came over, the altar shrank subconsciously. In fact, it was also afraid of Bingzi's Nether Fire.

Thinking of his current situation, he became more stubborn again, "For the sake of being a descendant of the White Witch Clan, I allow you to become my most devout slave and allow you to kneel down and worship."

Xue Xiaoke didn't want to anger it before thinking of a countermeasure.

"Wait, ancestor, I am young and don't want to follow in the footsteps of that fox priest?"

The altar suddenly became furious and screamed: "If that guy hadn't been planning to make a contract with me, why would I want to seek his life?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Xiaoke understood it immediately.

The fox priest took advantage of the altar's weakness and tried to force a contract. Although he failed, it aroused strong dissatisfaction from the altar.

But it is an indisputable fact that the altar has become leftist.

Now that it was all said and done, the altar man commanded her in an evil manner: "As my devotee, go and call the shortest female nun."

Xue Xiaoke: "What?"

Didn't you see that the shortest uncle is busy? How can he have time to talk to you!

The altar said: "She smells good. After drinking her blood, I think I can break through a small level!"

Bingzi happened to come over, turned around and shouted: "Master, this bastard wants to use your blood to improve his cultivation."

Ye Lige walked over with a fierce attitude, holding a whip. This whip was found from the black dragon's cave. It was a veritable fairy weapon. Because it was so high-end, Ye Lige didn't use it easily.

At this time, the divine whip was covered with a layer of red lotus karma fire. When the whip was pulled down, only a humanized "ouch" sound was heard from the altar.

With a whoosh, it tried to escape.

As a result, it failed to fly and was forcibly suppressed by the formation.

Ye Lige hit it down with a whip, and while beating it, he scolded it, "It's just an immortal weapon that has lost its rank. I really think that I am an ancestor. Since you have no shame in giving me face, then go to hell." Bar!"

There is a saying: If the mountains are not high, there will be immortals and spirits; if the water is not deep, there will be spirits if there are dragons.

The altar is the mountain, and the altar is the water. The reason why it is tall is because it has the god worshiped by the witches who are worshiped by all the people, not because it is a broken altar.

However, as time passed, there were more gods to serve.

This treasure, which was originally an immortal weapon, was influenced by the power of faith that leaked out, and became spiritual.

Even though it has fallen to this level, it is still regarded as a sacred object of their clan by Wei Hu.

Therefore, the current altar was built.

But it is not a real ancestor, and it is not worthy of worship.

I originally thought that since they had no relatives in the fairy world and were unfamiliar with the place, returning the sacred objects recognized by the white witch clan in the fairy world at the right time would also give them an extra layer of protection.

But since it is so shameless and evil, it is better to destroy it!

He couldn't escape, he hit the divine whip again and again, until his bones were almost broken, not to mention the red lotus karma fire that shot straight from the excited red core.

The red lotus karma fire burns nothing, especially the treacherous and evil spirit, which is its fuel.

Altar cried, with a sharp voice and a bit of childishness, "You can't do this to me, I am a sacred object of the White Witch clan, I..."

Ye Lige sneered, "I'm beating you, an evil weapon spirit. If you die, the altar will still be an altar!"

The altar is naturally still an altar, but it lacks a little spirituality.

The correct way to open it is to expel evil spirits and save the underage child Qi Ling.

But who made her want to take advantage of Ye Lige, and even said that she wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh? Is she so easy to bully?

If Ye Lige hadn't gone berserk first, Uncle Suo, who grew mushrooms in the sea of ​​consciousness, would have come out to destroy it.

Not knowing that he had saved a life on the altar, he cried, "Stop beating, it hurts!"

I won't do it anymore, I will obey, and I will go back to the clan with this junior! "

The naughty child deserves a beating. If he sleeps so well, will he still be beaten?

On the other side, Guan Yan and others were surrounding Xiao Yi, asking him about some situations in the secret realm.

Master Xiao Yizhen was quite generous and knew almost everything. He immediately said to everyone: "You have preconceived ideas."

In the past, when exploring secret realms to hunt for treasures, the entrances and exits were always on the outermost perimeter. Even if you were randomly teleported, unless you were extremely unlucky, you would not be teleported into the inner perimeter.

They are now entering from the Chaos Soul Abyss. This place, let alone a hundred years ago, was last opened 1 years ago, so no matter how you say it, this place cannot be regarded as a peripheral.

"The real entrance and exit is at the other end of the fairy world, and it opens once every 50 years."

In a sense, not only can they not be regarded as the periphery, they can even be said to be the inner periphery.

"Oh--"

Everyone suddenly realized, let's just say, not long after entering, they even encountered the big fox in the spirit transformation realm.

Chen Yuanniang: "There are many strange cultivators and strange things in the secret realm. What kind of magic are they most afraid of?"

Xiao Yi said: "Weird cultivators and strange objects belong to Yin. What we fear the most are things that reach Yang to Yin, and spells that reach Yang to Yin."

For example, the mud used by Guan Yan before was not fatal to monsters with high cultivation levels, but it did have a certain restraining effect.

"Furthermore, it's the spirit-yin energy technique you cultivated as ghosts."

The most useless thing is the spiritual power technique. Not only is it useless, it is also nourishment for these crafty cultivators.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Chen Yuanniang's eyes were focused, and she quietly pulled Hua Changfeng away, and the two of them went to the side to whisper and gossip!

After the two of them left quietly, Xiao Yi lowered the smile in his eyes!