Chapter 410

Production saint and others gathered around, thinking about how to obtain the most precious killing God witch spear, and put ye QingHan behind.

"The treasures of the clan are available to those who are destined to get them. Everyone can try!" many clan elders want to get the killing God witch spear. If they get the witch spear, they can order the witch clan!

"I'll come!" ran Qingtian stepped into the air and stretched out his big hand to the spear.

Outside the battle spear, the enchantment Fairy Light soars into the sky and the sky is vast. Without the heart of preaching, who dares to touch it!

WOW!

When ran Qingtian touches the border, the divine light swings away and directly lifts it away. He doesn't even have a chance to resist.

Kulo followed closely. These people with a firm heart are invincible and unstoppable. Even if there is danger ahead, they will never turn back!

Kulo left the body in place, his soul out of the body, his hands sealed, and shouted in a low voice, "the rotten body is just a shackle. I take heaven and earth as my body, which can break thousands of methods!"

Boom!

Kulo's momentum is as powerful as every day, and his soul stands in front, just like the heaven Avenue, which people dare not blaspheme.

"He has become the third level of natural art!" the people gasped and said to themselves in horror.

"The art of nature is to be detached from nature. The soul controls everything. The body is just the body that imprisons the soul. Breaking through the body, you will be detached from nature! There are six levels in total. When you cultivate to the fourth step, you can show the power of the Wu Zu, and the fifth step can live forever, but this is only a theory. No one has cultivated to that level, and the Wu Zu has not." producer Que'er whispered.

Ye QingHan nodded and looked at Kulo. He was introverted. He was not as arrogant and domineering as ran Qingtian. He could only provoke his opponent with words. His son will be unlimited in the future.

Kulo took heaven and earth as his body, as if he wanted to break everything. He grasped the battle spear like the art of grasping heaven. Unfortunately, the battle spear didn't move like a mountain. The border became powerful again and shot Kulo away.

Shua!

The fierce dragon rushed over, and the terrible momentum rushed to the sky. Like the ancient war witch, he stretched out his hand to grasp the war spear, but he was smashed and flew before he could get close.

Whew, whew, whew————

More than a dozen figures are the top strongmen of major tribes. Even the strong men such as Wu Lao and clan Lao rushed over. Unfortunately, Zhan spear didn't want to be controlled at all, which made everyone look ugly.

Huwa goes to ye QingHan and asks with her eyes. She wants to try it.

Ye QingHan nodded. The tiger boy inspired the witch charm, and his whole body exuded an ancient flavor, like the arrival of the ancestral witch.

Boom!

Step by step, the tiger baby's body more than two meters high became more and more tall.

In front of the war spear, the tiger baby reached out to grasp the war spear, and the border was finally broken. The people of the tiger tribe couldn't help but rejoice. Ye QingHan's mouth also showed a smile. However, when the tiger baby really touched the war spear, a fairy light broke through the prison and spread to the endless universe. Even the Empire was clearly visible, but the fairy light flashed away and never appeared again.

Bang!

Huwa was pushed to fly hundreds of feet and hit the earth hard. The ground burst and made him cough up blood.

The crowd could not help but take a breath of air-conditioning, and no one dared to come forward to test.

Ye QingHan frowned and wanted to have a try, but he knew that the people of the witch family would never allow themselves to take away their family's treasure, and the murderous witch spear probably wouldn't choose a person outside the family, so he looked at the birth Que'er and said in a low voice, "Try it. Remember, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is also controlled by people. If you don't even have the will to control the weapon, you can't get the magic weapon anyway."

Ye QingHan patted himself on the chest and said hoarsely, "here, it determines whether you can control the murderous witch spear!"

She took a deep breath, and now all her accomplishments have been lost. Only her body has reached the state of Taoist respect and can't fly. However, she doesn't want to be too weak in front of Ye QingHan. She can't help but clench her fist and rush straight up. She galloped wildly, stamped her feet on the ground, and the ground cracked. Her body cut through the sky like lightning, fearless of death. Her jade hands grasp the sky, break through the border, and grasp the sky Fight the spear at one go.

"Ah!"

With an angry cry, Sheng Sheng pulled the murderous witch spear and fell from the sky.

Oh!

The killing Eagle braved the wind and waves, galloped through the sky from ye QingHan's body, and rushed high to catch the birth Que'er.

The production Que'er holds the murderous witch spear and has a great momentum all over the world. His clothes are rolling, but he has a different flavor.

Hoo

Ye QingHan breathed out a turbid breath. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the birth Que'er could be recognized by the murderous witch spear.

"I've succeeded!" producer Que'er was overjoyed and jumped directly at ye QingHan.

Ye QingHan's look changed slightly. After all, he didn't dodge. The killer Eagle flew over his feet and took them to the sky with a roar.

At that time, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He offended his granddaughter and got the killing God witch spear, but ordered the witch family to offend him. Suddenly, he had a feeling that he couldn't look up and see people.

Many people looked respectfully at the birth house, while others had resentment and anger in their eyes.

Ye QingHan saw through everything and shook his head. A woman was in control of the witch family. She seemed to be unable to do what she wanted, and she still lost the production house of cultivation.

Sing!

The battle spear chanted, shook the sky, broke through the boundary of the ancestral star, and the immortal light went against the sky. The whole ancestral star was shrouded in light, and the stabbing people couldn't open their eyes.

The border is broken! Ye QingHan was overjoyed. He didn't expect to break the boundary seal of the ancestor star of the witch family so soon!

"This......" the old witch and the old man of all ethnic groups looked ugly, but Zhan spear had already launched an attack and established authority for the birth Que'er. There was no chance to refute, so he had to kneel down respectfully and admit the birth Que'er's identity.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do. She could only look at ye QingHan.

Ye QingHan looked at the ancestral land that broke through the earth. He had no interest in these old things, so he sent a voice to remind him, "let them get up and go back to their homes. Let's go to the ancestral land to have a look."

Production Que'er nodded and said with dignity, "get up and go back... Go home. Anyone who wants to enter the ancestral land will go in with me."

Ye QingHan was speechless. This woman is really pure to the limit.

In desperation, ye QingHan can only enter the ancestral land with a group of people. The tribes of that year are vast and boundless. They are buried under the ground by yellow sand. Now the entrance appears, hundreds of feet long, and constantly leads to the depths.

All the strong people above the old Wu followed, including the young generation of strong people. When they entered the ground, they found that a huge defensive vigorous gas cover shrouded a city, which was boundless, but the city was broken and the bones piled up like a mountain. After countless years, it was still as clear as white jade.

This is a dead city. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Dharma array has not dissipated, which seems a little scary.

"This is the ancestral land of our family in those days!" producer Sheng looked at the tragic ancestral land and cried bitterly. Countless creatures died here. Who can not be sad.

The breath is a little depressed. This city is just the tip of the iceberg. There are at least 12 cities like this, and some cities are even worse than here! Directly exterminated.

Ye QingHan stared at the dark world, waved his big hand, and the fire burned the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth. The white bones took people's heart and soul. He could crush a bone every two steps. These are the bones of the weak, and the really powerful bones don't know where to go.

Every time they step on a bone, someone will cry in a low voice. This is the bone of their ancestors.

Chant~

The murderous witch spear trembled sadly. It witnessed that terrible massacre. Everyone's vitality was absorbed, and there were constantly fallen creatures. Witchcraft was useless. Only the twelve great witches led the ancestors to fight. The emperor's blood stained the sky and the earth. There were blood stains millions of miles. The bodies kept falling, and countless dead roared.

Ye QingHan sighed. He witnessed too many tragedies. The owl war star, the Empire, the eternal battlefield and the famine war were not countless deaths and injuries!

When the party stepped into the main urban area, all the palaces were broken, and none of them was complete. The powerful witch clan in those years became ruins overnight, and many Zhibao were lost.

They received the treasure, but they were not happy.

Ye QingHan wakes up the parrot. The divine bird immediately cheers and abandons ye QingHan. The heaven and earth ring on its claws keeps shining and takes away a large number of treasures. The speed of a group of people is not as fast as its speed of seizing treasures.

Ye QingHan rolled his eyes. The bastard seems to have forgotten his master.

"Let's go directly into the main hall and see if we can find the treasure." ye QingHan took her to a magnificent palace, almost all of which collapsed. These materials are anti divine. If you want to find the treasure from this broken house, you need to retrieve it.

Holding weapons in their hands, they kept turning over the rubble and looking for the treasure. Even a brick and tile in the Taigu years were very rare. The corrosion of these years had already made them lose their essence, and they broke with a slight move.

When they reached the interior of the main hall, they finally found a room that was not broken, and there was a magic talisman shining. They couldn't help but be happy.

"There must be good things here, otherwise there's no need to protect it." ye QingHan said confidently.

"Well, I'll open it." producer Que'er waved his spear without hesitation and pierced the defense mercilessly. The witch amulet didn't fight back, probably because of the ancient history of the murderous witch spear.

When they opened the door, they found that it was a tool refining room. A tool refining furnace stood in the center, intact. There was a sink, and there were many shelves next to it. Most of the shelves were war spears. The spear tips made of bones have not been destroyed by time.

Ye QingHan reached out and grabbed a spear. He was shocked to find that they were not inferior to the heavy madness in his hands. The practitioners in those years were really terrible. Once such weapons were reduced to the outside, they would cause looting in the holy land. There were dozens of them here!

The two walked around the room. When she suddenly reached out to a shelf and took out a roll of iron from the shelf, the ancient witch words were difficult to understand. Even she couldn't understand them. The killing God witch spear suddenly flashed, and a wisp of memory rushed into her sea of knowledge. When she looked at these witch words, it was very clear and easy to understand.

"Brother ye, this is the secret of the wind trace! The most powerful secret of our family has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. I didn't expect to be here!" said producer Que'er with great joy.