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Instead of flowing to the ground, it floated up, flew in the air, and hovered in front of Xuan Ming.

"I, the ancestor witch Xuanming, use the blood of Pangu's descendants to worship the gods here!"

Xuan Ming said solemnly and loudly.

The sound fell, and the originally peaceful cemetery of the gods suddenly ceased to be peaceful.

Countless terrifying and powerful phantoms came out of the graveyards.

Their bodies were shrouded in a rich golden light, their faces could not be seen clearly, but the sea-like divine power shook Xuan Ming's mind.

Xuan Ming lowered his head, not daring to look further.

The power of the gods is too strong, if you look directly at it, something terrible will happen!

If there is nothing on her body, no needs, no matter what, Xuan Ming will not bow her head, but she, now, bows her head.

The moment she lowered her head, the endless divine power dissipated, and everything seemed to be non-existent.

The gods stood in front of Xuanming, high above them, looking at Xuanming, like looking at an ant, cold, calm, without the slightest emotion.

The bright red blood floated, and a powerful divine power fell.

The blood radiated golden light, rushing into Xuan Ming's body along with the blood!

Chapter 388 Xuanming is no longer a witch

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As time passed, an inexplicable thing was gradually taken away from her.

She knew that it was the Pangu blood in her body!

With his head down, Xuan Ming didn't dare to lift it up, feeling the changes in himself sadly.

"Hehe, witch, witch, witch!"

All this happened very quickly, and it didn't take long, but in Xuanming's view, it lasted as long as a calamity.

Suddenly, his body lightened, and all of Pangu's blood was stripped away by that force.

Xuanming's body trembled, and she raised her head. The gods had disappeared, and with them, her Pangu bloodline and her identity as a witch.

Lost his identity as a witch, and Pangu's bloodline, but there is something extra on his body.

A golden godhead that exudes golden light and has countless faces.

Xuan Ming's face was expressionless, like an ice sculpture, she walked up to the Battle of Extreme Ice, and stretched out her hand to grab it. She grabbed the artifact that she couldn't move a little bit before, without any effort.

boom!

Endless icy air rushed out of Xuanming's body, almost freezing the entire cemetery of the gods.

Countless ice cubes appeared, and the cold air spread all over.

Suddenly there was a wind, and it was cold and cold.

It blew past the cemetery of the gods without destroying anything, but it blew away all the icy air emitted by Xuanming.

Xuan Ming wasn't surprised, nor did she mind, she didn't want to freeze the cemetery of the gods.

One is that she doesn't have this idea, and the other, she doesn't have the strength!

"You succeeded!" Duo Bao reappeared, looking at Xuan Ming, who was exuding ice-cold all over his body, and looked like no one should enter, and said softly.

"Thank you, senior!" Xuan Ming held the pole of extreme ice, bowed to Duobao with a cold face.

It's not that she has a problem with Duobao, on the contrary, she is very grateful to Duobao.

If it wasn't for the existence of Duobao, she would have no chance even if she wanted to sacrifice her own blood!

It is even more impossible to obtain such a powerful artifact.

Although the artifact was somewhat different from what she had expected, she was not too disappointed after all, at least, it could accomplish what she wanted to do.

It was just because she had just obtained the Battle of Extreme Ice, and was affected by its Law of Extreme Ice, coupled with her bad mood, it was difficult to control her emotions.

That's why he had a cold face just now.

"This is your own choice. The old man just helped out. As long as you don't regret it yourself, the old man has nothing to say."

Duobao looked at Xuanming, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt that he was going too far!

The Battle of Extreme Ice is a foreign object, the strength brought by it is difficult to control, and it is normal to be unable to control it freely!

However, it is still a little too much to show Xuanming's current situation!

Of course Duobao knew that this was caused by Xuan Ming's own mood.

She is now the master of the Battle of Extreme Ice. Although she cannot perfectly control her own strength, her mood directly affects the Battle of Extreme Ice.

It's just that the icy air that was about to freeze the entire cemetery of the gods just now can tell that Xuan Ming's mood must be extremely sad.

"Junior bid farewell!" Xuan Ming bowed again: "This time, thank you senior!"

Duobao said nothing, just shook his head and waved his hands gently.

Xuan Ming turned and left, stepped out, and the figure disappeared naturally.

"Why do you care so much about external things?"

"Could it be that if the external characteristics disappear, can the essence of oneself be changed?"

Duobao can understand Xuanming's mood now, but he also sighs a little.

Not only Xuan Ming, but the entire Wu Clan are very concerned about their own Wu Clan status!

Caring to the point where it is comparable to life!

They think that if they are no longer Wu Clan, then it is no different from death!

This is a common perception among the witch clan!

But in fact, the Wu Clan is the Wu Clan, and the blood is the essence. Even if they fall, they are the Wu Clan!

Even if Duobao can easily kill them, it is difficult to deprive them of their identity and blood of the witch clan!

Because, this is the rule set by the Great God Pan Gu!

At most, it would be the same as it is now, depriving them of their superficial blood, and the deep level would be powerless.

"That's it, it's good, when you realize this problem, and then find your own essence, and reactivate your blood, then it will be the day of your establishment!"

Duobao took a deep breath, looking forward to it.

There is no need to think about the original arrangement, he already has a new idea inspired by Xuan Ming.

The deprivation of Zuwu's blood is the most unacceptable thing for them.

This will deal an all-round blow to them from the body to the soul. Once they can survive it, they will definitely be reborn and stand upright in one fell swoop!

This method is more perfect than his original plan, and the effect is much better!

"Sure enough, plans are not as fast as changes!" Duobao sighed.

"Daddy, is it done?" Xiaohong opened her eyes wide and asked Duobao expectantly.

"Of course, it's done." Duobao chuckled with his head down, touched Xiaohong's head, and looked in Xuanming's direction: "The seeds have been planted, and it's time to harvest!"

"Really? That's great!" Xiaohong jumped up happily.

Duobao watched happily. Compared with Xuanming's situation, he was happier seeing Xiaohong's changes at this time.

.......

Xuanming returned to the wilderness, holding a stick of extreme ice, and headed all the way to the land of blood and reincarnation, with a clear goal.

Because of his own mood and lack of control over the Battle of Extreme Ice, wherever he went, it suddenly snowed all over the sky.

The goose feather snow fell, and soon the place it passed turned into a snowy area.

The heavy snow lingered for a long time, even though Xuan Ming had left, it still continued.

She unintentionally changed the weather wherever she went, suppressed the corresponding laws, and directly changed the weather conditions for a long time!

If there is no accident, those places will be covered with goose feather snow for a long, long period of time, even forever.

This is the power of the Battle of Extreme Ice!

"What a horrible breath, what a terrible cold!"

In the west, above Mount Sumeru, Jieyin was the first to feel Xuanming's appearance, and looked in the direction of Xuanming in astonishment, the white snow in his eyes shrank his pupils.

"The breath of a saint...is that... Xuan Ming?" Jie Yin saw the face of the slow but firm walking figure, and was shocked: "Has Xuan Ming become a saint?"

Zhundi was weaker than Jieyin, so he didn't react immediately, and only looked over after hearing Jieyin's shocking words.

Seeing this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Xuanming? A saint?"

"how come?"

Zhun Di couldn't believe it, or he couldn't believe what he saw.

Judging from Xuan Ming's current aura, he is even stronger than him... no, he must be stronger than him!

When the divine thoughts fell, the extreme coldness hit along with the spiritual thoughts, Zhun Di couldn't help shivering, the holy power surged and washed over the whole body, and the chill was washed away just now.

Feeling such a powerful chill and breath, Zhun Di suddenly wondered if he was a fake saint?

Xuanming's sanctification certainly shocked him, but what was even more shocking was that after Xuanming's sanctification, his strength directly surpassed him!

This made him unacceptable, but he seemed to have to accept it!

"Can the ancestral witch become a saint?" Zhundi's expression turned ugly.

Zuwu has no primordial spirit, so it is difficult to comprehend the way of heaven, and logically speaking, it is difficult to become a saint!

However, Xuan Ming didn't know what method he used to become a saint!

This is the second thing. If this method can be popularized, does that mean that other ancestor witches can also be sanctified?

If ancestral witches can also become holy, then there are twelve groups of ancestral witches in the Wu clan!

The Houtu turned reincarnation, not counting, but there are still eleven ancestral witches!

If the eleven patriarchal witches are all sanctified, then... the status of the saints in the wild world seems to be reduced a lot!

Moreover, with the unity of the ancestral witches, after being sanctified, I am afraid that they will be able to become the strongest force among the saints!

What else can be done?

What is calculation, in the face of absolute strength, what is it?

Although I know that it is difficult to popularize the method of sanctification, what is suitable for Xuan Ming may not be suitable for other ancestor witches!

But, the result is too serious, Zhun Di can't help but think about it!

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly became heavy, and my complexion became even more ugly!

Jieyin narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in horror: "It seems that it's not Zuwu."

"Huh?" Zhun Di was stunned, blinked, and looked at Xuan Ming again, and immediately realized something was wrong.

He exclaimed in shock: "Without the breath of the witch clan, without the existence of Pangu's blood, Xuanming is not the ancestor witch, not the witch clan?"

How can this be?

The ancestral witch is the blood of the Great God Pan Gu, and he can die, but it is absolutely impossible to lose the blood of Pan Gu, which means blasphemy against the Great God Pan Gu!

Absolutely impossible!

It's just, no matter how impossible it is, this is also a fact!

Xuanming has already been sanctified, so it seems that such a thing is not unacceptable!

"Xuanming will no longer be a witch..." Zhun Di whispered, staring at Xuanming carefully, and after a while, his eyes flashed with joy, and the focus fell on the stick of extreme ice in Xuanming's hand: "Xuanming didn't succeed Holy!"

He saw something was wrong, Xuanming's own strength seemed to have not yet reached the level of a saint, and the reason why he gave them such a feeling was that the problem was with the blue staff.

"Indeed!" Jieyin also saw it, nodded and said: "That magic staff... so strong!"