Houtu sighed helplessly and did not chase after him.

She has just used all her strength, but still can't stop aomo.

There is no point in the past.

Even, just in the confrontation or aomo hand merciful, otherwise, she this one ancestor witch is afraid to die.

"Alas..."

Houtu sighed helplessly. She didn't want Ao Mo to meet xuanming girl.

……

Aomo no longer paid attention to the later Tuzu witches.

In fact, now he has no joy and joy to defeat Houtu.

If his general strength to a certain level, then the soul is naturally impeccable.

At this moment, his only thought is to find xuanming.

Just stepped into this extremely horrible altar, aomo immediately felt a tremendous force of repression.

"Sure enough, terrible!"

In his present state, the powerful spirit and the terrible dragon body are still suppressed to such an extent.

If you come here in the past, you may even die before you even have time to sacrifice.

However, he was not unprepared after all.

The drop of blood deep in the dragon's blood slowly seeps out at this time.

The ancestral witch blood was extracted at the beginning and was integrated into his own dragon blood.

Now it's time to push this blood to the extreme.

In this passage, there was originally a very terrible violent pressure to crush aomo into powder.

However, after the zuwu blood essence began to burn, aomo immediately felt the pressure change.

The deep and incomparable great oppression still exists, but for itself, it is not the power of death, but tempering!

"It's worthy of being the altar of zuwu. It's really good for the witch clan."

It's really hard to imagine that now I can feel this way just outside. How good would it be if we could go deep into it and get to the blood pool where the so-called zuwu was born?

Of course, aomo at this time will not care about these.

He knows exactly what he's doing here.

Therefore, his body is just a flash, immediately shuttle in it.

"Xuanming, I'm here, wait for me!"

……

In the depth of the altar, the beautiful xuanming was completely burned.

Her beautiful body was completely exposed to the pool of blood.

On the blood pool of zuwu, the eleven laws are surging gently.

Of course, in the end, there is only one road to the dark.

When xuanming looked at the power, he immediately knew who the law belonged to.

She gently opened her mouth and said, "great xuanming, your younger disciples are here today, hoping to gain your favor."

But in a moment, the law came to her body like a wandering snake.

I don't know why, in this moment, xuanming actually felt flustered.

She's afraid.

"Xuanming I'm here, wait for me

Suddenly, the familiar and majestic voice broke the silence.

It's him. It's him!

Xuanming suddenly became extremely happy.

She thought that she would never see him again after she had followed the later Tu Zu Wu.

But I didn't expect that at the last moment, he still came.

Aomo's speed is really too fast, but at this time, the law actually began to call her heart.

"My offspring, you have inherited my blood, and you should also inherit my law."

"If you become a zuwu, protect the sorcerer and fight for the rise of the sorcerer."

That will directly began to instill in her mind, which made xuanming feel a kind of unspeakable difference.

Then, xuanming suddenly understood the real meaning of this inheritance.

"Inherit the ancestral wizard..."

"Ma'am, you have been refusing to tell me, in fact, inheritance is equal to replacement!"

If the ceremony is successful, then she will really become a zombie.

However, it is not only that she has the power of xuanming zuwu, but she has completely become xuanming zuwu!

This is to call the life of xuanming zuwu with her life.

"Well, it's cruel!"