dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing this scene, the Shadow Witch and Water Witch looked serious, and they both looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"Dijun, do you really want to declare war on us ten witches?"

"You really don't remember anything?!"

The Emperor of the Shadow Witch doesn't seem to be referring to "listen to the dream" but someone else.

Because the voice is full of absolute respect.

But these words were clearly meant for Hua Jiu...

Hua Jiunan didn't answer in a hurry, but raised his hand and put the broken bronze mask on his face, and the pale divine fire shot up into the sky instantly.

"I recall many things, Ten Witches!"

"It was the clan uncle after you were bewitched and defeated in the battle, so he ran into Buzhou Mountain angrily, right?!"

"Otherwise, with his character of caring about the world, he would definitely not have done such a tragic thing, so that he would bear the eternal infamy and cause heinous karma!"

Hearing what Hua Jiunan said, the Shadow Witch no longer harbored illusions, sneered and buried his body heavily in the boundless shadow of death.

"As expected of you, as worthy of being the King Jietian who is closest to the absolute sage!"

"But you really don't miss your past glory, so you are so willing to integrate into the line of the best?!"

"As long as you are as great as you are willing to nod and promise to rule the world together, we ten witches are willing to accompany you to conquer the heavens!"

Hua Jiu hesitated for a while, but still slowly raised his right hand.

"When I dominated the world, I promised you endless prosperity. But when I turned into dust, did you ever offer wine and sweep tea for me?"

The Shadow Witch and the Water Witch froze in place when they heard the words, as if falling into ancient memories.

Seeing this, Hua Jiunan sneered, "Sure enough!"

Immediately, he shook his raised right hand firmly, and said softly to the vast sea.

"Ten thousand years, come back!"

After finishing speaking, he saw Dao Dao's extremely huge power rising from the sea, and all of it was integrated into the Eight Swords.

Immediately there was another huge wave soaring into the sky, and the Eight Swords screamed happily, rolling and moving in the waves.

Wash the sword!

Get back your own power to suppress the dead souls of outsiders, wash your sword!

What is strange is that the Shadow Witch and the Water Witch didn't stop them when they saw this, but just watched with a sneer.

Even if they know that Hua Jiu is hard to gain power, they will immediately attack themselves.

"Dijun, since you don't want to admit another identity, then I'll call you Tingmeng!"

"Now you are no match for either of us, even if you have the Eight Swords in full bloom!"

"And the first thing you need to face is not us, hehehe!"

Following the words of the Shadow Witch, as the Eight Swords continue to absorb power, the entire ocean is gradually turning blood red.

And as if it was boiling, it kept tumbling.

It turns out that this place was the bloody sea back then!

Listen to the blood-stained sea of ​​blood after Emperor Meng beheaded the leader of the ten thousand-zhang alien race!

The Shadow Witch raised his staff high and flew into the air, with dark clouds gathering above his head and a sea of ​​blood under his feet.

"Great and noble soul, wake up from eternal sleep!"

"Your enemy has appeared, your anger should burn the entire sky!!"

After the spell was completed, a burning phantom of a giant slowly stood up from the bottom of the sea. It was so huge that it was thousands of miles away.

Step on the bottom of the sea, head above the sky.

Just a pair of giant eyes, like two huge searchlights.

The giant roared up to the sky, shaking the entire fairy island to tremble endlessly.

Faced with such an apocalyptic scene, our honest and self-sufficient elders are habitually cowardly.

"Small, Mr. Xiao, it's not Xiaoba, I suspect you, how did you kill this big monster back then?!"

"How about...how about letting Xiao Yu lead you away first, Xiao Ba, I will stay and fight with it!"

Contrary to Chang Baye, the wicked cocoon is eager to try.

The tiger stared at the phantom of the giant with wide eyes and said.

"Baye Baye, don't be afraid, he is not as old as our ancestors!"

"Wait, I'll fight a few times to see the situation. If I can't beat...call the great first warrior, the overlord of Huashan Lunjian, the little monster!"

After speaking, he didn't hesitate any longer, and roared to show his uneducated body.

Leaping high, holding the Shouyang copper stick, and slamming it at the giant... knee...