My master can't be so gentle

The Qinzheng Hall in the imperial palace has now been changed into the Witch Hall.

A row of high-level witch envoys stood on both sides, standing solemnly like stone sculptures, and the wind blew by, even their hair remained motionless.

The hall was shrouded in a dull atmosphere, and a tall and thin old man with a haggard appearance was sitting in the middle seat.His breath is very weak, like an ordinary old man who is dying, but his eyes have a thorough insight into the world.

"Wu Jin," the old man said slowly.

Wu Jin, who was outside the hall, immediately walked into the hall.

She, who has always been arrogant, was cautious in front of this old man, and she did not dare to make a mistake: "High Priest."

"Have you questioned the purpose of those monks?" asked the old man.

Hearing this, Wu Jin paused before saying, "Go back to the high priest, those monks refused to speak, and they all blew themselves up."

"Self-exploding?" The high priest narrowed his eyes slightly, "Have you ever used soul searching?"

Wu Jin shook her head: "Even Yuanhun has self-destructed, I suspect they have other plans..."

"Has the formation been completed?" the high priest interrupted Wu Jin.

Wu Jin nodded slightly: "It was completed half a month ago, and now the group of monks are allowed to continue to repair it, just to deceive the eyes and ears of the group of demon cultivators."

"You don't need to pursue those clowns, are there millions of living people ready?" the high priest asked again.

Wu Jin lowered his eyes: "Millions of sacrifices have been prepared, but the divine body has not yet been found. At that time, Ling Guang and Shi Zhiming were not there, and the blood of the other descendants of the Shi family's witch gods was so weak that they could not be used. If the sun does not appear, we will not be able to activate the formation for a day."

The high priest said indifferently: "They will appear."

Wu Jin thought for a while, and was about to say something, when suddenly he heard a loud noise outside.

As soon as her face changed, her tall and slender figure disappeared instantly.

Two more witch priests came out from both sides of the hall, protecting the high priest in the middle.The high priest waved his hand lightly, signaling the two to back down.

He glanced at the Three Realms Bridge in the distance, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

There were several loud bangs on the Three Realms Bridge, accompanied by the rumbling sound of boulders rolling down, and the soaring flames blasted out several huge potholes in the tower body with a diameter of more than a thousand feet.In this way, countless dense and strange blood-colored talismans were exposed to the sky.

When Wu Jin arrived, he saw a group of monks hovering in mid-air while stepping on magic weapons, surrounded by witch envoys outnumbering them.

Seeing this, Wu Jin chuckled: "It's you bunch of lifeless bugs again, why don't you give up, do you really think that group of people from the heaven will help you?"

Standing opposite her were the last batch of masters in the cultivation world.

Qiu Yu Linglong stood in front of the crowd, staring at Wu Jin with unemotional eyes: "The human world should be protected by us human cultivators, and we never place our hopes on others."

Wu Jin glanced at the Three Realms Bridge, which was blown out of several huge holes behind them, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Do you think that by destroying the Three Realms Bridge, you will be able to disrupt our plan? It's like a fly shaking a tree."

Qiu Yu Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "We are indeed not your opponent, but someone is your opponent."

Wu Jin looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh: "It's a joke, who else is our opponent in this human world?"

"Water Witch Festival, did you forget about us?" A large black cloud in the sky surged towards this side like a wave breaking a bank, covering most of the sky in an instant.

Looking closely, there are countless demon cultivators engulfed in the black cloud, among which the lowest cultivation level is also above the period of demon catastrophe, and it seems that the demon cultivators from the demon world have all come out.

Among them, many high-level demon cultivators are surrounded by stars and moons, but the cultivation base of the seven demon cultivators is even more terrifying. Once they appear, the earth will not fly, beasts will not leave, and insects will not sing. Snakes can't do it, and all the animals curl up in place shiveringly.

Even Wu Jin's complexion became a little ugly, why did the seven domain masters of the demon world come together?

She suddenly turned her head to look at the exploded Three Realms Bridge, and finally understood the plan of Qiu Yu Linglong and the others.

"Wu Jin, I know you Wu clan are cunning, but I didn't expect that you even have the guts to plot against me!" One of the seven domain lords, Xuan Yan, the lord of Xiuyu, stepped on the clouds with a long spear in his hand. said coldly.

Wu Jin chuckled lightly: "Did Xuan Yan misunderstand what?"

Xuan Yuan rode a giant double-headed dragon, lazily leaning on the huge dragon horns, looking down at the Wu Jin below and the gradually gathering Wu people, and lazily said: "Misunderstanding? Shui Wu Ji, you are the one Are you kidding me? We demon cultivators are looking for top-quality materials everywhere in Kyushu, and we are counting on you to build a passage to the heavens, so that we can go to the heavens. But can you explain why the Three Realms Bridge will become your witch clan? altar?"

If the Three Realms Bridge hadn't been blown open a few times, Wu Jin might be able to fool this group of brainless magicians with her own tongue.

But now that the altar of the witch tribe hidden in the Three Realms Bridge has been exposed, even if the magic cultivators are really a bunch of idiots, it is impossible to deceive them.

Wu Jin was silent for a moment, her left hand hidden in her robe was slightly bent, and the nails on her hand instantly turned black.

"Several domain masters, stay safe. Don't listen to other people's instigation, and ruin the cooperation between our two races." The high priest walked here slowly, surrounded by two priests of gold and wood .

"Instigate?" Xuan Yan roared, and at the same time, the long gun in his hand slammed a red light that was as soft as water. The mysterious light looked fine, but it carried a burst of ferocity that seemed to kill all living beings in the world. Breath, split the Three Realms Bridge in two in an instant.

A huge red altar hidden under the Three Realms Bridge was fully exposed.

"Is this also instigated by those monks?" Xuan Yuan put his chin on the back of his hand and asked with a smile, "You witches are dishonest, you are looking at our demon cultivators to fool you, so you openly cultivate the Three Realms Bridge secretly. Set up an altar?"

The high priest said in a deep voice: "Although this matter is our fault, you domain masters should think about it carefully. If you want to invade the heavens, if you start with our witch clan at this time, you will end up losing both sides, but it will be cheaper." People who watch tigers fight from the other side."

Xuan Yuan's body moved forward, and he glanced at the group of people: "Is the high priest referring to those monks? Even if the oriole is behind, we have to see if the oriole has the strength to eat the praying mantis." They really want to interrupt your plan with the hands of our demon cultivators, but this is also our demon cultivator's decision. Although I don't know what ghosts you wizards are playing, but think about it, it's better to kill all of you. It's easier to kill."

The rest of the domain owners heard the words, but it was rare to maintain a consensus.

The ability of the witch clan to do things behind the scenes has never been weak. At the beginning, this group of witch clan almost caused the fall of the Three Realms, and even the demon cultivators didn't like this group of witch clan very much.

"High Priest." Wu Jin approached the High Priest and called softly.

The high priest gestured to her with his hands behind his back calmly, and looked up at the group of demon cultivators: "A few domain masters are so confident that they can take down all of our witch clan? Are you really not afraid of the heavens?" Will that group of people take advantage of the void?"

Seeing her pupils shrunk slightly, Wu Jin took a few steps back, taking advantage of the group of demon cultivators not noticing her, and left quietly.

"The trash from the heavens will still die if they come." Xuan Yan said coldly, "Those five trash Xuan Xian who proclaimed themselves emperors had the courage to appear in front of grandpa, and I still swallowed their souls to help their cultivation. My sons and daughters , kill me!"

As soon as he gave an order, the demon cultivators under his command turned into puffs of smoke and killed the witches on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, other domain owners also ordered people to do it.

Only Xuanyuan didn't make a sound, but put his hands in his sleeves and leaned on the dragon's horns to watch the play, he didn't look like an all-powerful ancient demon god.

"Xuan Yuan, why are your people not moving?" Xuan Yan frowned and asked Xuan Yuan.

Xuanyuan heard the words, and immediately complained: "In order to find out the situation in the human world, I lost an incarnation here. Now I only have [-]% of my strength, how can I compare with you? I have already done my best. Now, you can’t just rely on me to contribute, can you?”

Xuan Yan gave him a contemptuous look, this Xuanyuan was probably the least like a demon god.

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to make a move." Xuan Yan said, and rushed down with his close friends to fight with the Wu Clan.

"Master." The demon god beside Xuanyuan was also a little greedy when he saw other demon cultivators rushing down to kill and devour the primordial spirits of monks and witch envoys.

Although they have devoured the souls of countless human beings in the past year, how can the souls of ordinary people compare with the souls of monks?

The monks were killed by them less and less. Before they were killed in the heavens, this group of witches and monks was probably the last good meal.

"Don't worry, where are you going now?" Xuan Yuan casually looked at the bloody battlefield below, "The real big fish hasn't appeared yet."

"Master, what do you mean?" The demon god still didn't quite understand.

Xuan Yuan raised his finger and pointed to the huge altar underneath: "Look at what that altar looks like?"

The low-level demon god took a closer look, and suddenly his face changed wildly: "That is... the altar for resurrecting the ancient witch god Pangu!"

You must know that the three worlds of heaven, man, and demons are all formed by Pangu's essence, energy, and flesh. If he is resurrected, wouldn't it be true that the three worlds would not exist?

It was because of this at the beginning that the Wu clan was feared by the Three Realms, and finally was ordered by the gods of the God Realm to live in Qianyuan forever, and could not leave Qianyuan for half a step.

Xuan Yuan shook his finger: "Look carefully."

The low-level demon god had also been on the battlefield of gods and demons, and he had seen the altar of the Wu clan hundreds of thousands of years ago. After hearing Xuanyuan's words, he looked carefully again, and finally saw the difference: "The altar on the altar The spell seems to be different from the previous one."

"That's right." Xuan Yuan chuckled lightly, and said leisurely with an expression of watching a play, "The lunatics of the witch race probably got bored after staying in Qian Yuan for too long, but they also wanted to come up with a bad idea. They thought It is not a stupid idea to use the body of the witch god's bloodline to take back one-third of the witch god's power and recast it into a new witch god. At that time, a group of gods who can't even defeat the gods of the gods but are controlled by the witch clan With the birth of the Witch God, the Witch Clan may not even pay attention to the God Realm."

Shi Lingguang, the heir of the Emperor of the Human Realm, was their chosen candidate. If there were no accidents, the sacrifice would probably have started more than ten days ago.

But Shi Lingguang didn't know what kind of luck he had, Zuo Yao Sword Immortal who was reincarnated from Lord Yao had been protecting him.

Even Xuanyuan didn't dare to provoke God Lord Yao easily, thinking that the Wu Clan didn't know about it yet, so he just waited and watched.

The low-level demon god was shocked: "Master, if that's the case, why don't you destroy the altar?"

"Well," Xuan Yuan lazily said, "We don't need to make a move, there are people who are more anxious than us. Those monks have arrived, and the people behind them probably should show their faces."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw golden light shining from the east all over the sky, and thousands of dazzling rays of light descending from the sky, destroying large swaths of dark clouds in an instant.

Accompanied by Sanskrit and fairy music, countless celestial beings descended on the human world!