Vol 2 Chapter 3762: Witch King (plus more)

The ambition of Yan Xianmeng’s ally is not small. Du Peng is even more guilty. Since Du Peng met Zhang Jie in Yilin, he has repeatedly waved the other side of Xiaohua. Xue Xue and helpless income space is still cloudy. The time of the millennium. In this millennium, Du Peng did not pay the price of blood to sacrifice the number of people in the Wumen Mountains? Moreover, in the selection of the 铩栎仙盟, I finally gathered thousands of infants and Jindan disciples who were qualified to pass the ban on the heavens and the earth, and Du Peng’s deliberate preparations increased the number of tens of thousands of people who were chosen by the Mozu. The Terran, this is a full-fledged 50,000 monk, plus the angel of the Holy Light, Zhang Jie, the Terran Supreme Xiaohua, such a mighty team, at this time, only Zhang Jie, Du Peng, Bai Fei and the Silver Wolf escaped. Xiao Hua, Ji Yu and Ye Yun are unclear, and all other Terran, Mozu and Yaozu are dying! ! !
It’s hard to see the dangers of the land where you left the land. It’s no wonder that the dragon god, the old man and the old man, the Supreme Supreme, said that the prohibition of the heavens and the ban was too deep, knowing that Xiao Hua’s shoulders and salvation did not dare to come to assist, because they understood, Entering this world is a ban! In fact, if it is not a Mozu, Du Peng may not come in person. Isn’t that the ambition of the Lieutenant’s contiguous leader?
The mortal Bai Feifu is deeply rooted. He was rescued twice by the angel Zhang Jie in the Wumen Mountain Range. Is there anything wrong with Xiao Huaying who uses the human race as a meridian? But seeing the Witch King's order as a blood film, the power of unparalleled blood will rise to the top of the mountain, and there will be a small vortex suddenly appearing in the blood of Shaw, and the vortex will be dark, straight through the bottom of the bitter sea, a Xiao The power of the familiar Ning of China is revealed through this whirlpool. This power of the Nether is more powerful than the power of the previous blood. It is like a big hand holding Xiao Hua, and the sound of "呜..." is not tolerable. China struggled, and immediately put Xiao Hua into the bottom of the bitter sea...
"What kind of power is this!" Xiao Hua’s heart moved, and some incredulous shouts, "It’s hard to be... Under this mountain, really suppressing an ancient god?"
When Xiao Hua’s body fell like a power, the situation of the left and the bitter sea changed again. First, the blood wave surged, followed by the flames, countless devils and countless male and female figures. The little devils opened the humanoid mouth and clamped their tongues with iron tongs. Unplugged, not pulled out, but stretched, slow, and then the blade, countless little ghosts with eccentric torture tools, are short men and women's fingers!
"Ten... 18 layers of hell?" Xiao Hua was inexplicably shocked. "Xiao Mou...has still not escaped the suppression of Sumiyama, is it going to be into the 18th floor of hell?"
And then, Iron Tree Hell, Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Column Hell, Iceberg Hell, etc. Hells are all in the eyes of Xiao Hua, the screams of men and women are endless!
I don't know how long it took, "Boom...", the loud noise of Xiao Hua's body cover suddenly disappeared. This is a different situation outside the strength of the road, and it is like a light and shadow like a rush!
"Oh..." After the weird wind whistle, an unbearable blaze came from Xiaohua, and a smog of volcanic volcanoes was revealed in front of Xiao Hua.
But seeing these volcanoes flashing dark red flames, among the loud noises of "Booming and Booming...", countless magma gravel skyrocketed, or smashed into space, or rushed to Xiaohua witchcraft, each A gravel has the power to destroy the earth, and every magma seems to melt Xiaohua!
"Volcano hell??" Xiao Hua squinted, coldly watching the gravel rushing, and did not have any resistance, said faintly, "Since it is a volcanic in the eighteen layers of hell, recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, It is the loss of public fat, bribery, stealing chickens, dogs, robbery, arson, and the 16th floor that will be entered after death. Let this small traitor be rushed into the volcano and burn without dying. Although Xiaomou is a Taoist monk, if he is guilty of martial arts, he must be driven into this volcano. But who is the heaven and the sky, who has eyes that Xiaomou has committed this commandment??"
"Ha ha ha..." But after listening to a hearty laugh, what volcano, what magma, what gravel disappeared, a god-like was revealed! But seeing this is a human face! This face is square, with a big eyebrow and a big eye. The appearance looks very ordinary, but it falls in the eyes of Xiao Hua. It is very intimate, incomparably right, and the feeling of kindness is born! Look at the dragon's tail, the golden light, the dragon's scales, and the dragons that are completely different from the dragons. This dragon pattern is born in the golden light, or the mainland, or The Wumen Mountain Range, or the Netherland...
After the reveals, it slowly shrinks, and as the god's figure falls, the gray space near the sky is also rapidly shrinking, just as the existence of this spreads the whole space. At this time, the gods smiled heartily, and shouted loudly, the voice sounded like a cymbal in the whole space: "Xiao Zhenren really is Xiao Zhenren, this king really did not read wrong! You really came..."
However, no matter whether the shape of this is huge or ordinary, the repression of Mount Sumi, which is already familiar to Xiao Hua in the whole space, still exists. His many avatars, many supernatural powers and the previous ones above the bitter sea, cannot be reminded. move.
"Witch...Wu Wang??" Xiao Hua listened to the words of God, and was surprised again. He curiously looked at the mountain-like shouting. "You...you are not in Wushenling." W Wrang Village? How could it be suppressed under Mount Sumi??"
Xiao Hua has not thought of the Witch King since he was given the Witch King of the Tu Zhai Lao after he was entrusted by the Witch King. He thinks that the Witch King may be a good old man, or a rejuvenating boy, or even a teenager. Like the Wu Lao of Mengshan Twelve Villages, he is a talented person, but he never thought of the god-like appearance of Wu Lao, and he did not expect that the Witch King would be suppressed under the Sumi Mountain! !
"The Witch King of Wushenling is naturally an old man!" Wu Wang replied with a smile. "It’s just the shadow of the old man! And the suppression here is the witch of the old man! The old man does not cause millions of Mengshan people. The panic, never told them about it..."
"The younger generation has seen the Witch King..." So, where does Xiao Hua dare to be slow? I hurriedly prayed, "The younger generation thanked the Witch King for saving the grace!"
"Talk about what is the life-saving grace!" Wu Wang smiled slightly, his arms raised, and the thick palms above him looked thick and thick. A huge force came out from Xiao Hua to prevent Xiao Hua’s thanks, but Listening to the Witch King, "Don't say that this is just a temporary refuge. You haven't escaped from birth. Just say the seed that you brought to my son hundreds of years ago. I haven't known that I have saved it for years. How many children, you are my benefactor!"

Where, where...
Xiao Hua replied humbly.
The younger generation saved the natives of the Wumen Mountains and they also got merits. This is a two-pronged move, and the Houtu Village also gave a lot of benefits to the younger generation, the younger generation. Not convinced!"
"You are talking about jealousy and child Ming?" Wu Wang smiled. "They are all good children, and the old man has known for a long time."

Predecessors also know about Zi Ming?
Xiao Hua’s face gave birth to a happy color and asked,
Is she okay?

"She is naturally very good! If you want to see her, it is not too difficult!" Wu Wang replied.
Xiao Hua’s glimpse, Qi Dao:
Is it not difficult?

"Of course!" Wu Wang nodded. "The old man was suppressed here. I don't know how many years! The old man is tired of the feeling of suppression, so... the old man is ready to exhaust the soul to send you out of this crackdown!"

I can’t help!
Xiao Hua hurriedly yelled.
If you are old, are there no witches in the Wumen Mountains? Are there no Wuwang’s Wumen Mountains or the Wumen Mountains? The younger generations come today, maybe You can discuss it with your predecessors, how to help your seniors get out of trouble!"
"Get out of trouble?" The Witch King's words were helpless, but the tone was calm. He replied, "Xiao Zhenren, you also saw the Mount Sumi, the place of suppression. The Buddha State abandoned the center of the four major ministries directly. With the world of three thousand, the old man will be suppressed in the Wumen Mountains! You feel that you can use your power to save the old man?"
"This...this..." Xiao Hua has some words. He is actually self-sufficient. What can he help others?
"Moreover, I am the Witch King, but I have the Witch King before, and I will naturally have the Witch King afterwards..." The Witch King’s face smiled and said, "Do you think that the old man let you come over, just to see Are you going to let the old man run out of the repressed land?"
"Ah?" Xiaohua’s face was even more unremarkable, and he was surprised. "Before... the seniors actually want to give the position of the Witch King to the younger generation?"
"Yeah!" the Witch King replied. "If this is not the case, why should the old man spend so much effort on the magic of the gods? If not, why should the old man give you the Witch King Order and let you come here?"
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but laugh: "But the predecessors and the younger generations are Daomen Mahayana, and the younger generation will soon be flying!"
"Oh, isn't it flying?" Wu Wang said casually, "If you agree to be the Witch King of the Wumen Mountains and millions of Mengshan, the old man will let you stay in the world forever!"
"Forget it..." Xiao Hua smiled and shook his head. "Predecessors, there are more people who are more suitable as witch kings than the younger generation. Why are you looking for a younger generation?"
"What do you mean by Zi Ming?" Wu Wang frowned. "She is a very qualified child, but she is a negative physique. She can't be the witch king of the Wumen Mountains!"
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