Feng Shen: In the will of King Zhou, I am actually the elder brother of Di Xin

In an extremely barren land, not a single blade of grass grows.

A group of little witches danced around a holy pool.

On the edge of the holy pool, there were several circles of eternal lamps burning, which were a little dim in the dark night.

Several piles of bonfires were also sporadically about to go out.

But these little witches were still beating tirelessly.

Under the blood moon, their faces seemed to be covered by a lingering layer of pale blue.

Looking at their already ugly faces, they became even more terrifying.

In the land of their witch clan, there has always been an ancient legend.

That is, the blood moon rises, and the three realms change.

Since the twelve ancestor witches passed away one after another, their witch clan has continued to this day, and all aspects have long since deteriorated.

As a last resort, they had no choice but to move away from the ancestral land of the Wu clan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Migrating all the way, they finally migrated to the barren land in the northernmost part of the mainland.

Since the holy pool of their Wu clan changed, young and middle-aged men of their Wu clan have been dancing tirelessly beside the holy pool.

Today, their witch clan is in decline and vulnerable.

We can only pin our hopes on this method, hoping that their underground ancestors will know and protect them safely.

"Elder, look, what's going on?"

Just when everyone was dancing vigorously, a voice came suddenly, breaking the temporary tranquility.

Hearing this, the man from the Wu clan who was replaced as an elder rushed forward to check.

I saw that the holy pool, which was originally calm, was now shrouded in unknown gas.

Circle after circle of black air, like a lurking black snake, seems to strike a fatal blow to the people on the shore at any time.

And with the passage of time, the black air evolved into a head, eyes, and tail.

At first glance, the huge holy pool is full of swimming black snakes.

When the elder saw it, he was so frightened that he didn't fall into the pool, and stepped back dozens of steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.

"Elder, what's the matter with you, are you okay?"

The Wu Clan disciples next to him saw it and asked with concern.

When the elder asked, he couldn't help but think of the scene he had just seen, and his face turned pale.

With lingering fear in his heart, he said: "Order, order, go down, surround this holy pool, and no one is allowed to come near it!"

Seeing that the elder's face was pale, everyone dared not be careless.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of young people came forward, grabbed stones, clay and other objects, and surrounded the holy pool.

However, an accident happened at this moment.

Among the ten youths was a guy named Di Yu, who was a descendant of Di Jiang, one of the twelve ancestor witches.

Relying on the merits of his ancestors, he has practiced three-legged cat kung fu.

Seeing that the elder's expression was not right just now, he decided to try his own martial skills.

Immediately, taking advantage of the time when everyone was not paying attention, he poked one foot down from the edge of the pool.

After a long while, seeing no movement, he probed down a little more.

At this moment, the black air in the pool began to boil.

If you have the heart, you can see the black air laughing silently.

The elder also noticed something was wrong at this time, when he was about to call the young people over.

He saw the black air rising into the sky, swallowing Di Yu who had turned his back and didn't realize it.

In the air, there was a burning smell of something burning in an instant.

Follow the texture of the air, meandering vertically and horizontally.

The elder watched his relatives disappear before his eyes, wanted to shout, wanted to make a sound.

But the scary thing is that he can't make any sound at all.

Even, I can't move my hands and feet.

In the pool, the black air that had swallowed Di Yu casually laughed, and circled again.

click!
There was a slight burst of air, but it finally made everyone present change their expressions.

Dozens of young people who were asked to surround the pool were suddenly dragged into the holy pool.

Devour!

Many people wanted to save them, but they couldn't move at all.

They could only watch, watch, and watch their blood relatives disappear before them.

Another burst of more intense burnt smell came.

Strings of crystal clear teardrops rolled down from everyone's cheeks.

Hate, they hate!
Hate oneself weak, hate oneself powerless.

And with a string of teardrops rolling down, it was the black air in the pool that was crazily rising.

Hahaha!
At this time, it has obviously got rid of the gaseous state, and it really has a shape.

It laughed wildly, and countless black snakes evolved into a huge black flood dragon.

Due to the fact that it devoured dozens of people in a row, it did not stop after it evolved into a black flood dragon, but continued to expand.

The elder of the Wu Clan who saw this scene finally understood what the black dragon he was facing was.

That is the black demon that was sealed at the bottom of the holy pool tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, their witch clan was in its heyday, and there was nothing they could do.

Let alone now.

The elder of the Wu Clan was finally able to move, but after being able to move, he found that what he had to face was such a terrifying thing!

The color faded from his face, and he frantically gestured for everyone to leave quickly.

However, it was obviously too late.

Hei Qi has already sensed the intentions of the Wu Clan, and there is a look of complacency in its eyes.

A cloud of black air slowly enveloped more than twenty people, and then disappeared directly.

Another burnt smell hit.

The elder burst into tears, and stepped forward with his thin body, protecting everyone behind him.

Heiqi saw another one who was actively looking for death, so he opened his mouth and was about to swallow it.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Wu Clan almost stared blankly.

"Elder!..."

Just when everyone thought that the elder would surely die, a bright light slowly rose from the bottom of the holy pool.

Like the light of dawn penetrating the dark night, it illuminates the place of the Wu Clan.

As the bright light spread, the originally domineering black energy suddenly seemed to have been severely injured.

The howl of pain echoed throughout the land of the Wu Clan, making the listeners' scalps tingle.

Finally, the breath of black air gradually weakened.

And in the center of the bright light, a person suddenly appeared.

Porcelain white skin, beautiful face is picturesque, and sword eyebrows fly straight into the temples.

Behind him, there are ten thousand beams of light curling up.

Shrouded in halo, he is like a god's mansion in this world, his nobility makes people unable to look up.

Even the elders of the Wu clan who had lived for thousands of years were stunned for a moment.

After a while Fang asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"The Lonely King!"

Su Ziyi said coldly, there was no wave in his words.

Hearing that it was the King of Human Beings, the respectful look on the brows of the elders of the Wu clan disappeared immediately.

Immediately shouted: "Human and Wu clans, the well water has not violated the river water for a long time."

"How can you disregard the agreement and trespass on the land of my witch clan?"

Su Ziyi shook his head slowly, and said calmly.

"I'm here alone, I don't intend to fight."

"How about we make a deal?"

When the elder heard that, there was a look of vigilance between his brows.

Even the half-children behind him are ready to move at this moment.

"What deal?"

"Borrow one hundred thousand witch soldiers alone to help you suppress this black demon!"

Su Ziyi still said calmly.

The elders of the Wu clan fell into deep thought when they heard this.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and said, "What if I say no?"

Su Ziyi smiled lightly when he heard the words, and slowly let go of his hands.

click!
There was another slight blast of air, and in an instant, a boy from the Witch Clan was swallowed up again.

The cry came, tearing the hearts of the elders of the Wu clan fiercely.

Finally, the elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, as if he had made up his mind.

He raised his head and asked, "You won't break your promise, will you?"

Su Ziyi smiled slowly, and there was ice-coldness in that smile.

It was as if asking this question was a great blasphemy against him.

Seeing this, the elder didn't dare to ask again, and said, "Deal!"