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The most precious treasure of the Witch God Cult!
Ignore distance and strike the primordial spirit!
This is one of the top magical treasures in the Great Feng World. If the primordial spirit is not strong enough, it will be shattered with a single blow!
buzzing...
Several deep, resounding sounds, like the tolling of bells, echoed between heaven and earth.
One after another, whip shadows suddenly cleaved out of the void and crashed down in the void in front of Li Chang'an.
However, that empty space was not entirely devoid of anything.
A nine-story pagoda, formed from the power of a primordial spirit, enveloped Li Chang'an's physical body.
The primordial spirit within the physical body is perfectly protected!
Then, another pale golden bell phantom covered the pagoda.
The God-Slaying Whip, a treasure of the Witch God Cult specifically designed to target the primordial spirit, is now useless!
Tower of the Universe!
A clock of cosmic scale!
Li Chang'an specifically cultivated the Supreme Elixir Scripture to strengthen his primordial spirit, precisely to guard against Salun Agu's underhanded move.
Unless one is a Taoist cultivator, those of other systems with weak primordial spirits are easily ambushed by the God-Slaying Whip, whose primordial spirits can be shattered in a single blow.
Salun Agu's face turned ashen; he could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Li Chang'an's primordial spirit power was so strong that it actually condensed into a substantial defensive magic weapon!
Salun Agu's expression was solemn, without the slightest hesitation.
His aged yet powerful voice echoed throughout Jingshan City.
"Followers of the gods, we have now reached a critical juncture of life and death; it is time to sacrifice our loyalty!"
In Jingshan City, all the wizards who were still fighting suddenly looked up at the statue of the god with words carved on it, their eyes filled with sorrow.
"The gods will not abandon us!"
"Gods! Please help us!"
"God, drive away these heretics!"
……
Salun Agu's fingertips lightly glided across his wrist, letting the blood flow freely. He formed a mudra with his hands, and his voice, as loud as a bell, resounded throughout heaven and earth!
"Offer sacrifices to the sorcerer god!"
Several miles away, Nalan Tianlu, who was under siege, lost consciousness and returned his body to Nalan Yan.
"Son...farewell forever."
Without any hesitation, Nalan Yan immediately slashed his wrist. Blood flowed like a thread, but instead of dripping, it transformed into a crimson glow, drifting in wisps towards the distant altar and the statue of the sorcerer god.
This situation is exactly the same as that of the two spiritual masters before their deaths.
"Father...farewell forever."
Blood Sacrifice Technique!
The blood sacrifice ritual of the Witch God Cult.
Upon hearing the Grand Wizard's voice and witnessing this scene, the wizards realized that the Witch God Cult was at a critical juncture, facing life and death.
Hundreds of wizards abandoned the battlefield, cutting their wrists without hesitation, forming hand seals, and offering themselves as sacrifices to the wizard god.
Hundreds of life forces flowed away along with the blood, turning into crimson light that drifted into the valley and merged into the sculpture that had been worshipped by wizards for thousands of years.
Your Zhongyuan Dafeng soldiers are fearless and undaunted, so why should my Witch God Sect be afraid of death?
The Witch God Cult has ruled Northeast China for over four thousand years, and has it ever been so humiliated before?
Even if I die today, I will make the Great Feng Dynasty fail!
One by one, the wizards fell, turning into withered, dried corpses. They died silently, without complaint or regret.
Their will is embodied in the shaman statue; this is the last stand of the shamanic religion!
Click
On the altar, the sculpture of the shaman god cracked, spewing out fine stone fragments.
Streams of black smoke emanated from the sculpture's brow, obscuring the sky and blocking out the blazing sun and blue sky, turning day into night.
In an instant, the black mist enveloped the area within a hundred miles of Jingshan City, churning endlessly like a raging storm.
The black mist suddenly collapsed, as if the sky were falling, and coalesced with the sky above the altar into a towering black shadow, hundreds of feet tall, with an indistinct face.
Anyone who dares to look directly into the shadows will die on the spot!
A common man's anger can cause blood to spill three feet deep, while an emperor's anger can cause millions of corpses to fall!
What if the gods are angered?!
Chapter 391 Their Gods, My Enemies! The Witch God Cult Will Never Return!
Jingshan City, a sea of blood and fire.
Wei Yuan's roar echoed across the sky above Jingshan City.
"Do not look directly at the sorcerer god!"
The soldiers of Dafeng immediately turned their heads away, refusing to look at the towering black phantom.
Those who didn't have time to turn their heads and look directly at the shadowy figure died instantly!
Only a few extraordinary individuals present were able to keep an eye on the afterimage of the Witch God without being affected themselves.
Looking at the ruined Jingshan City and the countless mummified corpses of wizards, the lingering image of the Wizard God was already enraged.
This is the most tragic time since the birth of the sorcerer god.
“Li Chang’an, Wei Yuan… two ants…”
The afterimage of the sorcerer god roared, shaking the heavens and earth, causing mountains to collapse and seas to tsunami in an instant!
Just then, the God-Slaying Whip in Salun Agu's hand suddenly loosened.
By the time he realized what was happening, the God-Slaying Whip had already been enveloped by a powerful force in the void, and even the spirit within it had temporarily fallen silent.
"Bring it to you!"
Li Chang'an focused his mind, activated the "Soldier" secret technique, and snatched the God-Slaying Whip from mid-air.
Caught off guard, Salun Agu's God-Slaying Whip, the most precious treasure of the Witch God Cult, flew from his hand into the void.
The next instant, the God-Slaying Whip appeared in Li Chang'an's hand.
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The God-Slaying Whip lashed out three times in mid-air, leaving several cracks in the sky with its blue whip marks.
Salun Agu was terrified, but it was too late to defend himself.
He had just performed the blood sacrifice spell to summon the sorcerer god, and was at his weakest.
A semi-transparent, ethereal Salenago was forcibly pulled out from behind the Grand Wizard, its face filled with fear and unease.
Li Chang'an used the God-Slaying Whip, and with the first lash, he successfully expelled the primordial spirit from his body.
Salun Agu knew something was wrong, and sure enough, the second and third lashes came immediately in quick succession!
The God-Slaying Whip, the most precious treasure of the Witch God Cult, ignores distance!
The two whip marks, like lightning strikes from the sky, hit Salun Agu's soul directly, and the soul, as thin and brittle as glass, was shattered instantly.
At the same time, thousands upon thousands of sword lights surrounded Salun Agu's body, conveying a message from ten thousand swords!
"Boom!"
Sun Xuanji's floating cannon also appeared nearby, and the surging power of heaven and earth shattered the riddled body of the great wizard into dust once again!
In that instant, Salen Agu's physical body and soul shattered simultaneously, completely dissipating into the world!
Strands of invisible power from heaven and earth returned to this world.
On this day, the Great Wizard's physical body and primordial spirit perished from the world for the second time.
The first time was within the vast Great Geng Sword Formation, where the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder and the ocean of sword energy shattered Salun Agu's physical body and primordial spirit.
The second time, it was shattered again by the Heart Sword and Qi Sword of the Human Sect Leader and the magical artifacts of the extraordinary sorcerers.
The Great Wizard is almost invincible; the world he refines is indestructible, so he cannot be completely destroyed.
However, repeatedly reuniting in a short period of time will also greatly limit their strength.
"There's no need to be here. Proceed according to your plan."
In his faint consciousness, Salen Agu, who had vanished into the world, heard the voice of the witch god.
"Yes, my God."