Chapter 882: conspiracy

At the end of the northern border of the Eastern Region, there is a barren mountain.
An arrogant and slender figure dressed in a jet-black robe, wandering in the depths of the dense forest of endless wild mountains.
He threw an ancient book with black light in his hand. This man has been walking in the barren ridge area for more than ten days. He has only one purpose, to find the legendary ancestor witch in the five restricted areas sleeping on the eastern land. With the help of their power, accomplish their goals and find Xu Yang to get revenge.
There is no doubt that this guy is the undead chanter who survived in the Western Emperor's Tomb.
Now he can't wait to smash Xu Yang's body into pieces! It's a pity that he doesn't have such ability. In order to achieve such a goal, he had to take the risk and step into the barren ridge of the true restricted area of ​​the Eastern Region.
Everyone in the world knows the reputation of the three great horse bandits when it comes to the eastern region of Yingzhou mainland. They all know the strength of these dozens of alliance forces in the Eastern Region, but few people know that at the end of the Eastern Territory, there are a group of truly terrifying demons hidden!
These guys, respected as the ancestor witches, have witnessed the entire history of the entire Eastern Region from scratch.
They hide at the end of the mountain all year round, and are known for developing some very ancient and mysterious powerful curses.
These people have a characteristic, they only appear once every thousand years!
In normal times, they would never appear in any other corner of the Eastern Territory, let alone contact the sentient beings of the Eastern Territory.
It is the most mysterious and terrifying hidden force in the Eastern Region, and even the three major horse bandits dare not easily provoke it.
For a long time, these ancestral witches are almost the top forces in any line of the Middle Territory, and there are unwritten regulations. Everyone will not violate the river, let alone interfere with each other.
Over time, in the mainstream cultivation world of the Eastern Region, few people would easily mention the ancestral witch's name.
There are even a lot of wealthy powers who directly listed the words ancestral witch entering as taboos, and anyone who mentions these names without authorization will be labeled as a criminal.
And this time, the undead chanter risked the world and entered the Barren Ridge area, just to completely muddy the waters of the Eastern Region, so that he would not care if he rashly provokes these forbidden ancestral witches, and how much it will attract the entire Eastern Region. Trouble……
In any case, the chanter of the undead must take risks. He does not want to miss this opportunity when Xu Yang suddenly comes. In order to gain enough voice, the chanter of the undead knows that he must obtain the support of the ancestors in the restricted area.
This road really didn't know where the end was, until the undead chanter crossed one stream after another, climbed one forest after another, and finally saw a very open valley area.
It's just that the air in this area is full of irresistible corrosive aura. There are few primates in this place, as if it is a deserted dead place.
But for the death chanter, his life form and the inheritance of the techniques he inherited seem to be very close to such an area, enjoying all the surrounding existence that stems from ruin and decay, and will not be recognized by mainstream continents. The power of is regarded as the most nostalgic beauty in the world.
Standing at the top of this open and decaying plain, the undead chanter swallowed the air fiercely, with a smile of relief on his face.
In a very sudden moment, at the end of his vision, a very cold dark green sword light flew out.
Firmly locked in the body of the undead chanter, even though a guardian energy group suddenly condensed around his body, after all, he still could not stop the fierce shot.
The arrow pierced the shoulders of the undead chanter impartially, making him feel great pain!
Immediately afterwards, his entire body began to be quickly surrounded by this powerful and decadent breath.
The chanter of the undead even felt that his breathing had become much more difficult, and couldn't help but knelt on the ground like this, but he did not show the slightest anger, on the contrary, he used extremely pious eyes and bowed his knees. The posture paid homage to the entire decadent plain.
"Great ancestral witches, your most devout believer, Karl, came to this continent and asked for the great guidance of the ancestral witches! The restless continent of the Eastern Region needs the power of salvation from the ancestors!"
The sound waves between the undead chanters' words were very transparent, and soon the sound was washed away to every corner of the entire rotten plain.
Not long after, hundreds of rotten undead emerged out of thin air in the depths of the earth, and they began to quickly move closer to Karl's kneeling position.
Every undead here releases a lavender aura, but the dark green color in their pupils gives people a full sense of oppression. Even if Carl cultivates the power of the undead’s pulse technique, he is facing These decaying souls will also become frightened.
It is worth mentioning that the person who dominates these hundreds of decadent undeads is actually a half-size doll with a wave drum in his hand and two blushes on his face, jumping towards the place where Karl is. The location is up.
"You guy is so courageous, you dare to break into the barren wilderness forbidden land alone! You don't need many lives to kill you!"
The little doll kept shaking the wave drum in his hand, and her smile was a bit cute.
It's just that Carl in front of him is very clear that the power of this little doll is not comparable to the rotten souls around him.
After confronting the bright gaze of Shangwa, the undead chanter Carl's expression became more excited, and he continued to worship the little doll.
"The believer Carl bows down to Lord Saint Child!"
The little baby came up with a grin, touched Karl's head with his warm little hand, and motioned for him to stand up.
However, Carl seemed to express his respect, and he didn't really stand up and still be in a kneeling posture, staring at the holy boy with a miserable expression.
"You just said that the Eastern Region is in a state of restlessness and needs the guidance of the ancestral witch forces. What do you mean?
I want to know the real purpose of your coming here!
You also know that the five restricted areas of the Eastern Region have not been in the WTO for thousands of years, and you still reject foreigners like you. If you can’t give me a reason to convince me, then I’m sorry, I don’t mind letting you sleep forever On this wonderful land. "
Little Wawa said the cruelest words with the most innocent and romantic expression! It also made the trembling Carl shiver.
However, he still plucked up the courage to tell his true purpose.
"Your Excellency, the Holy Child, the Undead Bible I studied has a very special ancient taboo spell, which can cooperate with the power of the forbidden ancestor witch to create a top-level array that can sweep the entire continent!
I need the power of the ancestor witch to assist and cooperate. If this magic circle can be deployed successfully, the entire eastern region and even the wider area of ​​the Yingzhou continent will sink and float under the feet of the ancestor witch! "
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