"The real Kendo is beyond all the supernatural powers, beyond the existence of time and space."

"This sword of mine is enough to cross time and space without fear of all supernatural powers."

Due to the war, the space inside the temple became infinite. Emperor Xiao Qingdi walked in the air and walked with the light of the sword, shuttling among the twelve witches, looking extremely relaxed.

Among the twelve Zou witches, the blood of every zuwu contains a kind of strongest power. The most terrifying power in the world is the power of emperor Jiang's space, the time of candle nine Yin, or the fire of Zhu Rong.

Of course, the most famous of the twelve witches is the immortality of the flesh.

However, the twelve witches are just the embodiment of the power of the zuwu. Their physical bodies are not strong. Just relying on their magical powers, they are really not the opponents of Xiao Qingdi.

In Xiao Qingdi's body, Taiji diagram vibrates. The blood of his people is refining the blood of the twelve witches.

Until this moment, the resistance of the twelve wizard blood has become weaker and weaker.

Xiao Qingdi's blood blooms with eternal glory. It doesn't need to be controlled by Xiao Qingdi. Just relying on his own human blood is enough to crush the blood of the twelve ancestors.

At the same time, the incarnation of the twelve ancestral witches was also suppressed by Xiao Qingdi's swordsmanship.

Because Xiao Qingdi also knew the magic power of the twelve witches, but because he was not proficient enough, he could not be compared with the twelve witches. However, after the war, he also became more and more proficient in the magical powers of the twelve witches.

In the eyes of the people outside the temple, the vibration of the temple also weakened, and the power of the twelve witches also began to become gentle, which made all the powerful sorcerers breathe a sigh of relief.

The old man was more excited with a smile, "at last, the power of the twelve witches is stronger, and the temple has no worries."

"Elder, would you like to inform the twelve wizard kings to stop dispatching troops?" A strong wizard asked in a deep voice.

"Don't worry. Wait until you see the results of the temple."

The oldest old man of the witch clan waved his hand, grasped his beard, and said with a very happy smile, "I have a hunch that those who go in will come out intact. However, when he comes out, he has already taken on the blood of the twelve ancestors of the sorcerer family, and has become the supreme Wu Emperor in the legend of the wizard family."

"Wu Di, do you really exist?"

All the other strong men were trembling with anticipation in their eyes.

"Of course it does. This is a prophecy left by the twelve ancestors. You don't know that they can see through the past, the future, and what happened today. I'm afraid they have already been in the deduction of the twelve patriarch witches."

The old man laughed, and the worship of the twelve witches was more than anything else.

However, I do not know that at this moment, in the temple, the incarnations of the twelve witches were killed by Emperor Xiaoqing one after another, turned into a ray of light into Xiao Qingdi's body and refined by him.

At the same time, the heart of the twelve witches on his head was completely integrated into Xiao Qingdi's body.

At this moment, Xiao Qingdi was still the size of a normal person. His body burst out a boundless breath, but it was not ancient, because it was his own human blood, and the eternal blood that engulfed the blood of the twelve witches.

This is more powerful than the blood of the twelve witches who opened up the heaven and earth.

Originally, after the opening up of this world, the most powerful are the blood of the congenital gods and demons. For example, the twelve Zou witches are also congenital gods and demons. Although the Terrans later rose, there were many powerful ones, but in terms of blood, there was no way to compare with the existence of ancestral witches.

However, at this moment, Xiao Qingdi took the blood of the twelve witches as his nourishment, and raised his blood belonging to the human race to a higher level beyond the blood of the twelve witches.

His body is also strong and strengthened. If he stands there at will, there will be a terrible breath. If he moves at will, he will break through the void.

"Is this the benefit of the power of the twelve witches?"

Xiao Qingdi raised his head and looked at the empty hall which was restored to normal. Suddenly, he saw a huge altar appeared in front of him with an axe on it.

The axe is broken, the blade is rolled up, the handle is broken, and even the body of the axe is broken into several pieces, and it is still incomplete.

However, the explosion of a murderous spirit is extremely terrifying.

Even though Xiao Qingdi is now so powerful that I don't know what level of body he has reached, when he senses the power of the axe, he is trembling, and even has a feeling that as long as he gets close to this axe, he will surely die.

The body can't bear it, not to mention the spirit weaker than the body, even more unbearable.

"It's an axe."

At this time, twelve figures appeared on the altar, just like the twelve witches.

The first one was Dijiang zuwu. He looked at Xiao Qingdi with a smile. "At that time, we, the twelve witches, worked together to deduce the future. We saw several different pictures, and we didn't know which one you were. However, in any case, you will get the power of our twelve witches.""With your power, after you get the power of the twelve witches, although it can't be compared with the peak period of our twelve Zou witches, we should be able to reach our realm by practicing hard in the future and swallowing all the power we left behind."

"It just depends on your chance to surpass us."

"And this axe is your chance."

Emperor Jiang zuwu looked at Xiao Qingdi, kept a habitual smile on his face, and continued to say, "this treasure can create the world, split the chaos, and kill the eternal."

"Although it has been broken, it is absolutely powerful. If you can get it and melt it to repair it, it will be of great help to fight against the coming immeasurable catastrophe in the future."

Xiao Qingdi frowned and looked at the broken axe. The light in his eyes flashed, "how should I get the ax?"

"It's up to you. The magic weapon has spirit. Only you subdue it."

Emperor Jiang zuwu said with a smile, "boy, after we have everything, we have only one request. We can lead all the sorcerers to go out and help them resist the catastrophe. Even if it fails, you should leave a hope for the witch clan."

"Boom

As the words fell, Emperor Jiang zuwu turned into a ray of light and rushed into Xiao Qing emperor's body.

Xiao Qingdi wanted to avoid it, but found that it was only the power of emperor Jiang zuwu. His strength was very weak, so he no longer resisted.

However, when the virtual shadow of Dijiang zuwu enters his body, infinite information rushes into his consciousness sea, making his face change, "this is the inheritance of Dijiang zuwu."

"A lot of information, just one amount of information, is so terrible. What about the other zuwus..."

in his heart, he was about to look at the other eleven witches, only to see that they had turned into a streamer and rushed towards Xiao Qingdi.

In an instant, the terrible information filled his consciousness sea, which made him have a headache to crack, and the whole consciousness sea would be destroyed.

"Not good."

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