Chapter 401 The best way to kill the Witch God

"Wu Ya, practice Gu and worship witches!"

Also because the leader of the Wugong clan desperately wanted to rush into the mine vein, but he pushed out a bag, the situation suddenly took an unexpected turn.

Now he, or rather this precious Gu worm, was out of the Gu basin, but could not enter the mine veins, so he suddenly fell into a situation with no one to protect him on either side. He was frightened and frightened, and immediately started screaming at the top of his lungs.

Just like the golden silkworm, although it is powerful, it is extremely weak. Even if it eats a chicken, it is even more so with today's Gu insects. Although the buzz of insects can be frightening, they can control Qi and possess strange powers.

, but without protection, it can be trampled to death with just one foot.

But now, whether it is the incarnation of Wu Song who is close at hand, or Hu Ma who is walking behind him, or even the meat-cutting craftsmen and the young apprentices who keep the years old, as long as they are willing, they can come over and trample themselves into pulp.

Frightened, he finally couldn't care less and suddenly raised his voice and let out a series of strange and obscure screams.

Following his desperate cry, Wu Ya next to him and the Witch God outside reacted violently at the same time, as if they could feel the danger of this Gu insect.

Wu Ya, who was being grabbed by Wu Song's three incarnations and had countless Gu insects crawling into her body, had become extremely quiet and even seemed to be showing signs of waking up.

But with the cry of the Wugong clan leader, he suddenly woke up. There were strange black patterns on his body, like living creatures. At the same time, he was shocked outward. The three shaman incarnations that had crawled out of all the poisonous insects had already collapsed.

omen.

Outside, the Witch God, who had tried to enter the valley several times, seemed to suddenly react to this warning sign. The endless black shadow suddenly branched to both sides, like flowing water, flowing over the stone walls of the hillside and passing through the flowers and plants.

Tall trees surged into the valley from afar.

Even Hu Ma looked gloomy at this moment...

This thing actually gave up?

Now that I think about it, in essence, I have set up a forum to fight with the magicians invited by this shaman. Of course, when it comes to magic power, I am far from him, and the two sides are not on the same level at all.

An individual's abilities can never compete with those of those ethnic groups. The existence of both sides is fundamentally different.

It's just that Hu Ma borrowed Shou Sui's ability to use the altar's mana, and borrowed the altar's mana to bless Shou Sui's body. This gave him the ability to compete with the opponent. To put it simply, he may not be able to beat you.

, but it can hurt you.

You want to break my altar, but it's not that easy.

Such beings often cannot endure such great humiliation.

But now that the crisis suddenly appeared, this evil god actually retreated in front of the altar, scattered his shadow, and tried to bypass the red light and enter the valley elsewhere.

And this happened to work. After all, Hu Ma's magic power was limited, and the altar he built was not that big. At most, he could only protect Zhou Datong and the miners behind him within the scope of the altar, but he was unable to protect the entire valley.

With slightly cold eyes, Hu Ma just glanced deep into the valley. It was time to see what that madman was capable of.

I have tried my best, but this thing is more like a collection of countless souls and evil beings. It is scattered and cannot be captured. And because it is scattered, it is impossible to cast a shackles on it, or to tie a body of water.

You can't lock a handful of sand, and even if you kill him, it's not easy to kill him.

I had already reached my limit by destroying nearly half of his mana with the curse spell written in the Zhensui Book. This performance cannot be said to be bad...

As for you, as a reincarnated person, you have to submit an answer sheet after all, right?

…

…

boom……

As the strange shadow flowed into the valley, Wu Song's incarnation suddenly collapsed completely, and a nest of black corpse bees spewed out of it. In an instant, it was submerged by part of the magic power of the Witch God, and was directly swallowed clean.

"Wu Ya, hurry up..."

When the leader of the Wugong clan saw this, he was overjoyed and shouted: "You are the only one left now. The lives of the whole clan are in your hands..."

"..."

Following the pleading of Chief Wu Gong, the three incarnations of Wu Song were scattered, and Wu Ya, whose expression seemed to have softened slightly, also slowly raised her head.

There seemed to be a drop of crystal tears rolling down from the corner of her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at her father who had turned into a Gu insect. She slowly knelt on the ground, held her hands together, and made a gesture like the shaman outside the valley.

The posture of silent prayer.

At this moment, part of the magic power that the Witch God entered into the valley immediately rushed towards Wu Ya. Circles of strange black lines appeared on her arms, waist, and legs.

The twisted and strange power instantly filled the entire valley, and even Hu Ma under the archway frowned slightly.

He could see that Wu Ya was being killed by something inside, completely killed. If Wu Ya was just affected by something and was going crazy earlier, then she is now.

Completely disappear from this world.

Then at this moment, suddenly, another flute sounded in the distant forest.

This flute sound is different from the one played by the previous incarnation. It is more elegant and beautiful, and it falls in everyone's ears more clearly.

It contains some kind of power that only Gu people know, but it is also more powerful. Even Wu Ya, who is kneeling to pray, can't help but be stunned. She raises her head slightly, her eyes that seem to have lost consciousness, and looks towards the place where the flute sounds.

go.

Then he saw a figure slowly appearing among the misty bees. He was wearing a white robe, with disheveled hair, walking barefoot in the forest, his eyes were indifferent, and he was holding a bamboo flute in his hand.

As he appeared from the slope next to the valley, the strange flowing black mist and the ever-changing shadows were all dispersed by invisible forces. Hu Ma felt that even the Witch God who was fighting against him seemed to have some power.

Had some trembling reactions.

"Wu Ya can't be saved. She ate too much black Tai Sui..."

Slowly coming closer, the man in white robes and loose hair took a deep look at Wu Ya, but did not say anything. He looked at the Gu worm with the face of Chief Wu Gong, and seemed to be filled with deep pain and disappointment.

, said in a low voice:

"So Dad, are you really willing to kill everyone for this so-called witch god?"

"..."

"It was you who harmed Wu Ya..."

The leader of the Wu Gong clan was equally angry, as if he had made a substantive voice: "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have entered the mines long ago, why would I need to implicate Wu Ya and so many of my fellow tribesmen outside the valley?"

Now he seemed to have the confidence. The magical power of insect sounds that had just been broken by flax actually had a faint tendency to revive, and the screams were sharp, causing the whole valley to roar.

"Clansman?"

But unexpectedly, Wusong, or Houerjiu, on the hillside was surprisingly calm. He waved the bamboo flute gently in his hand, and the wind blew through the orifices, and then made a faint sound, blowing the head of the Wusong clan.

The buzz of the possessed poisonous insects was dispersed invisibly.

Then he looked at the leader of the Wugong clan, with an expression that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and said: "Dad, do you really care about your clan members so much?"

"Actually, I originally planned to let you go into the mine. Only when the so-called witch god you believe in is truly born and I kill it can I protect Wu Ya and the tribe."

"But now, I have changed my mind and am going to find another way to kill it..."

"..."

"kill?"

This was the first time that Wu Gong Clan Chief heard the word "kill" spoken by Wu Song himself. He was stunned for a moment, but then he sneered wildly: "You are crazy, you are really crazy..."

"You want to kill the Witch God..."

"The witch god is my witch god. As long as there is still a witch god, the witch god will never die..."

"..."

"He already suffered a loss at Taniguchi just now. If he suffers a loss, he will die, right?"

After listening to his words, Houerjiu's eyes showed a strange light, and he said in a low voice: "Although what you said is right, since the shaman is alive, he will not die. Then I will kill these tribesmen.

Wouldn’t it be over if we kill them all?”

"Kill all the clan members?"

Even the leader of the Wu Gong clan in this state was suddenly startled, and even didn't quite understand what Wu Song's words meant. Even Hu Ma at the archway suddenly felt a little weird and didn't react.

"While you are here refining Gu, I went back to the village."

The man wearing a white robe, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, slowly looked at the Wugong clan leader and said: "I know you brought half of the clan members to help, and there are still some left in the village, so I will

They were all killed and used for beekeeping.”

"I want to see if the sorcerer god you call protecting the people will tell you this news."

"But it didn't. It shows that it is not the god who protects us as you said. No matter how many people in the village die, it is not as important as the things in this vein."

"..."

As he spoke, he gently raised his head and looked in the direction of the valley entrance, where the other half of the clan members in the village were. His eyes seemed to be out of focus. After a while, he slowly said: "And now, I

I plan to borrow their lives to kill your witch god."

"It has been parasitic on our village for too long, and has even merged with the dead people and poisonous insects in our village..."

"Then, when the last shaman who supported him dies, theoretically, it should also die, right?"

"It just kills more people, but it's worth it to verify the conjecture..."

"..."

"You...how dare you?"

Patriarch Wugong was attached to the insect, and his last remaining consciousness was shocked by this scene.

Almost collapsed immediately.

No matter what, he never thought that Wu Song would do such a thing.

No wonder this lunatic disappeared for a while without knowing his whereabouts. I just thought he had become mad again and didn't know where he was hiding. It turned out that he just took this opportunity to go to the village.

No wonder he suddenly had so much material to feed corpse bees, and now he...

Indescribable fear and despair resounded throughout the valley with the sound of insects. This was the first time that Chief Wugong felt the impact that almost made him collapse. He could only utter such a sentence.

Not only him, but even the Witch God outside, who was clearly confronting Hu Ma, suddenly felt an indescribable tremor, which was clear fear.

Faced with their fear, Wu Song was in a trance, and then a confused smile appeared on his face and said: "Don't you dare?"

"But I have already taken action..."
Chapter completed!