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    Black Witch Cult.

    In a dark place, countless shining witch insects are flying, shining like stars.

    The body of the ancestor of witches, under the control of the first witch insect, floated up from a pool of water as dark as ink.

    Dozens of warriors in black robes were scattered around the pool, waiting silently.

    After a long time, Jiang An, the leader of the Black Witch Cult, also emerged from the dark pool.

    He and the ancestor of witches were facing each other, their eyes were deep and dark, and there was a trace of electricity flowing between their eyes, exchanging mysterious messages.

    ?If you look carefully, you will find small light spots in the current, blurred pictures, images of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the mystery of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

    "Finally done."

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, Jiang An exhaled a long breath, and there was a strong smell of decay in the dark air.

    It seems that Jiang'an's body has experienced the erosion of tens of thousands of years. It seems that after wandering in the long river of time for a long time, it finally came back.

    Many followers of the Black Witch Sect looked at Jiang An with excitement in their eyes.

    Jiang'an was originally in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, the pinnacle of the three-level soul altar, and one of the best figures in the land of violence.

    Hundreds of years ago, there was a bloody battle between the Black Witch Cult and the Nirvana Sect. Jiang An and Nirvana's ancestor Nan Zhengtian killed Tianhundimen and fell into the depths of the turbulent space.

    In the end, Nan Zhengtian returned half a year early and defeated several elders of the Black Witch Sect, thereby settling the overall situation.

    Jiang An was trapped for half a year before he returned to the Black Witch Cult weakly and immediately announced his retreat.

    Thirty years later, Jiang An came out again. At that time, in the battle between the Black Witch Cult and the Nirvana Sect, they were completely at a disadvantage.

    Everyone knows that in the battle between Jiang An and Nan Zhengtian, the loser is Jiang An.

    It was also because of his disastrous defeat, because he was trapped in the turbulent flow of space, which led to the complete defeat of the Black Witch Cult.

    The title of the number one person in the violent land of Nanzheng was truly confirmed through that battle.

    It can be said that Nan Zhengtian and the Nirvana Sect are where they are today because they stepped on Jiang An and the Black Witch Sect.

    This is a lifelong shame for Jiang An.

    "Leader, there is news from the Nirvana Sect that evil tribes have entered the Triangular Continent from the turbulent flow of space." An elder of the Black Witch Sect lowered his head and explained the latest news.

    "Evil clan?" Jiang An slowly concentrated.

    The body of the ancestor of witches sank into the dark pool again while he was speaking.

    "A foreign tribe called the Heavenly Ghost Clan." The elder continued to explain, "There are also messages from the three major families asking our Black Witch Sect for our opinion and to see if we should intervene in this matter."

    "Where are the other silver-level forces?" Jiang An frowned.

    "Tianjian Mountain, Illusion Demon Sect, Heavenly Weapon Sect and Ten Thousand Beast Mountain will definitely send strong men there to help the Nirvana Sect launch a cleanup operation against the foreign races." The elder answered.

    "If the five major silver-level forces join forces, the members of the Heavenly Ghost Clan will definitely be slaughtered." Jiang An's face was cold, "We don't want to get involved."

    "Understood."

    "Create more witch bugs and gather resources as soon as possible. When the battle between the Nirvana Sect and the evil clan is over, I will challenge Nan Zhengtian again!" Jiang An's eyes were deep.

    Many elders of the Black Witch Cult were shocked.

    "Leader, how sure are you of this time?" Guan Xian, who had been silent, asked cautiously.

    Jiang An glanced at the black water pool and said: "With the body of the witch ancestor and the number one witch insect, I am 70% sure that I can beat Nan Zhengtian!"

    As soon as these words came out, all the followers of the Black Witch Cult seemed extremely excited.

    "When I challenge Nan Zhengtian for a decisive battle, let the masters of the three major families come out and destroy the Blood Evil Sect at the same time!" Jiang An snorted.

    "knew."

    "Wait, wait until their battle with the foreign race is over, I just need some time to digest the secrets inherited from the ancestor of the witch."

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    On the other side, there is the Sky Split Continent, the extinct volcanic area where the Tianwei Sect is located.

    Jiang Zhuzhe¡¯s lineage is hidden here.

    In the extinct volcanoes, there are many corpses placed in special coffins. There are hundreds of coffins in each gloomy and cold mountain.

    Miao Fengtian, who was surrounded by thick corpse aura, appeared and disappeared inside those mountains. The corpse aura on his body dissipated, forming a dense white frost mist covering the coffin.

    From time to time, strange sounds could be heard inside each coffin - such as the sound of grinding teeth.

    "Crack!"

      The lid of a coffin was suddenly lifted from the bottom, and a gray-white arm, covered with white corpse hair, stretched out from the coffin.

    Miao Fengtian's eyes flashed with a strange light, and after a flash of figure, he arrived next to the coffin and stretched out his hand to press on the creature in the coffin.

    ¡°Don¡¯t be anxious, the time has not come yet.¡± Miao Fengtian whispered softly.

    "Click! Crack!"

    ??The lids of coffins are constantly being lifted, and arms are constantly stretching out, struggling to stand up.

    Miao Fengtian has been moving quickly, comforting those creatures that should not exist, and letting them continue to absorb corpse energy.

    After a long time, Miao Fengtian, who was a little tired, took the initiative to restrain his corpse energy and walked out.

    As soon as he left here, he entered another spacious mountainside, which was filled with broken bones of ancient creatures.

    Miao Fengtian sat down and began to absorb the corpse energy from the bones of ancient creatures. A fuzzy soul altar floated out from between his eyebrows, like a white whirlpool, helping him gather the corpse energy faster.

    A shadow of blood suddenly stopped.

    Miao Fengtian didn¡¯t blink. He continued to practice and asked, ¡°How is it?¡±

    ¡°Crash!¡±

    Many corpses were shaken off from the blood shadow and piled up here like mountains.

    The blood shadow turned into Jiang Zhuzhe's elegant appearance. He smiled calmly and said, "Brother Miao, you can rest assured that your Miao family will never be attacked by the Blood Evil Sect. This is the deal condition I reached with them."

    "That's good." Miao Fengtian felt relieved.

    "How is the refining of the corpse demon going?" Jiang Zhuzhe asked with a smile.

    "A group of people have woken up and are slowly reorganizing their consciousness. They will be useful in half a year at most." Miao Fengtian said proudly: "When they wake up again, they will be even scarier than when they were alive. What they can remember is  , only the purest fighting knowledge! The corpse demon is not afraid of death, knows no pain, can get strength from the body of the new dead, and can fight without fatigue!"

    "You are worthy of being called the ancestor of corpses together with our ancestors." Jiang Zhuzhe looked pleased, "Don't worry, I, Jiang Zhuzhe, am true to my word. What I promised you will definitely be fulfilled."

    "I believe you." Miao Fengtian nodded.

    "Come, take a look at this new corpse." Jiang Zhuzhe reached out and pulled out a corpse like a magic trick.

    This corpse was shriveled and all the blood had been drained from the body. Other than that, there was no external injury at all and it was very well preserved.

    The scattered soul fluctuations have not completely dissipated, and are wrapped in a ball of blood and sealed in the body.

    Miao Fengtian just glanced at it and exclaimed, "I know this man, he is a guest of the Black Witch Sect!"

    "Well, this person's name is Pu Ze. He once had a soul altar. He entered the Sunset Islands a year ago, but Duan Qianjie broke the soul altar and escaped." Jiang Zhuzhe smiled brightly, but his eyes showed a bloody light, "In  I found him when he reunited at the Soul Altar, and I drained his blood and used his body to refine a high-level corpse demon for you."

    Miao Fengtian suddenly fell silent for a moment, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and said, "I will train him well."

    With Jiang Zhuzhe¡¯s help, he had just built a soul altar, but his realm was not yet stable.

    Jiang Zhuzhe can easily kill Pu Ze, which also means that as long as he cannot satisfy him, he will also suffer bad luck.

    "Oh, by the way, an evil tribe has invaded recently. The Annihilation Sect, Tianjian Mountain, Illusion Demon Sect, Heavenly Weapon Sect and Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain will all send strong men to clean out those evil tribes. Haha, think about it, there will be more recently.  There are many high-level corpses, please wait for my good news," Jiang Zhuzhe said happily.

    "Okay." Miao Fengtian nodded.

    Leaving Miao Fengtian, Jiang Zhuzhe went to the bloody cave where he meditated. In a blood pool, he used a secret method to contact someone.

    Not long after, a wisp of soul descended from an unknown territory and condensed with blood into a tall bloody man.

    "Master." Jiang Zhuzhe kneeled on the ground, lowered his head, and said respectfully.

    "Tell me, how have things been lately?" the bloody man asked.

    Jiang Zhuzhe took it seriously and explained the recent major events in the violent land one by one.

    From the beginning to the end, he did not raise his head, and did not dare to look at the bloody man.

    The blood man listened silently without interrupting. After Jiang Zhuzhe finished speaking, he said: "Not getting back the blood ancestor's body is a hidden danger. In the future, once your senior brother successfully fuses the blood ancestor's body, he will finally  The person you have to deal with first is you." After a pause, he asked again: "How long will it take for you to build the third level of the soul altar??¡±

    "It will take another three years." Jiang Zhuzhe answered honestly.

    "It needs to be done in advance." The bloody man thought for a while and said: "Seven days later, you connect to the secret space transmitter array, and I will send you a batch of things. Those things can allow you to build the third-level soul altar in advance.  , several of the corpses, you give them to the inheritor of the ancestor of the corpse for refining. After transforming into a corpse demon, you can use the blood demon technique to refine them again, and they will become murderous weapons in your hands, so that you can  Don¡¯t be afraid of anyone in the land of violence.¡±

    "What else do I need to do?" Jiang Zhuzhe said ecstatically.

    "Improve the realm and strength of the bloodthirsty under your command as soon as possible, refine more corpse demons, and develop more bloodthirsty people." The Bloody Man ordered.

    "I will obey the master's decree!" Jiang Zhuzhe shouted softly.

    "Where is that kid named Qin Lie?" The bloody man asked again before leaving.

    "It seems that he was walking with the Nirvana Sect over there on the Sanlang Continent. I heard that the Ancestor Nirvana summoned him." Jiang Zhuzhe responded.

    "Those evil tribes you mentioned are also in Sanlang Continent?" The bloody man looked a little surprised.

    Jiang Zhuzhe nodded, "According to my information, it seems that Qin Lie was the first to discover the evil clan."

    When the tall bloody man, who was made of blood, heard these words, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "I know, just do your thing well, I will make other arrangements for the rest."

    Jiang Zhuzhe promised repeatedly.

    ¡­(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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