Chapter 371 The Witch God
The arrival of Qi Bei made Ling Shan laugh from ear to ear.
It is said that the father-in-law is getting more and more angry when looking at his son-in-law, but Ling Shan doesn't feel this way at all. This son-in-law is a good one. Of course, he can't treat Qi Bei as an ordinary son-in-law, and he has to make him curry favor with him.
True God, he even turned his own daughter into a true God. When the Meng tribe falls, it is entirely possible for the Ling tribe to replace it, and when the time comes to regain the inheritance belonging to the Ling tribe, it will be able to gain a firm foothold. After all, a tribe cannot survive for a long time with the protection of one person, and it is king to strengthen itself, which he knows very well.
"Qi Bei, take a look at the current sphere of influence of our Ling tribe. It is already half as large as the three top tribes, and it is still expanding every day." Ling Shan unfolded the map of the Eastern Region to align with the North Road.
"Leader Lingshan, do I think the Ling tribe is taking too far?" Qi Beidao said, now that the eastern region is in chaos, it is indeed a good time to fish in troubled waters, but now the Liao tribe and the Ming tribe have already set their sights on the Ling tribe. If things go on like this, it is easy to go wrong, especially after he and Ling Shuang went to the Chaos God Realm, how can the Ling tribe manage such a large territory, and how can they face the suppression of the Liao tribe and the Ming tribe?
Ling Shan sighed and said: "That's true, but there is only one chance. When the Meng tribe collapses, how can the Liao tribe and the Ming tribe let our Ling tribe grow up? Now I would rather take a risk. As long as the Mongolian tribe's witch hall falls, our Ling tribe's inheritance will naturally come back. By then, we will be able to gain a firm foothold and take the position of these three top tribes. With you and Shuang'er's reputation shocking, our Ling tribe will be truly strong after a thousand years get up."
Qi Bei nodded, and didn't say anything else, Ling Shan knew it all, and he could only try his best to help.
Perhaps, rushing directly to the headquarters of the Mongolian tribe and destroying the witch temple, so that the Ling tribe can pass it back, and can rescue those people controlled by the witch palace. Once those people are free, the speed of the Mongolian tribe's disintegration will be much faster.
However, the witch temple of the Meng tribe is so important that it is definitely not so easy to be destroyed. The last time he entered the different space, it was because the Meng tribe could not imagine that there were other entrances besides the one controlled by them. In addition, because he got the core of the different space that overlapped with it, the cloud of green energy dispelled the restriction of the pillar fragments of the gods, so he could succeed. Otherwise, when the emperor Meng arrived, he might have to return empty-handed.
This matter needs to be considered again, at least he has to do something before leaving for Chaos God Realm.
Qi Bei came out from the sacrificial temple and went to look for Ling Shuang, only to learn that she was practicing.
"This girl, it seems that she has become ruthless." Qi Bei chuckled in his heart, she can find her own way and work hard for it, very good.
Qi Bei found a place on the mountain near the village of the Ling tribe, and began to practice.
On this road, no one can be lazy. Once you stop, you may stop forever.
Qi Bei runs the Shenlong Jue, absorbs the energy of the universe, heaven and earth, and then absorbs it into the God's Domain to strengthen the God's Domain.
"Well, the breath of life in God's Domain is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that the cloud of green energy in the different space is slowly assimilating into the world of God's Domain." Qi Bei thought in his heart. He knew that the cloud of green energy was a supreme fetish, but he didn't know what it was.
The breath of life in Qibei God's Domain and the breath of life in Lingshuang's God's Domain are two concepts. The breath of life in Lingshuang's God's Domain is because the Dou Qi she cultivated is fused with spiritual plants such as Huai Lingye, so that the divine power in it has a certain amount of aura.
However, Qibei's Divine Realm is completely different. The green energy in the strange space seems to bring life to the entire Divine Realm, rather than the divine power contained in it. This is a qualitative difference.
Qi Bei was constantly absorbing the spirit of the universe, and in God's Domain, Bi Qianqian who had been chasing chickens and dogs for the first time did not make trouble anymore, and started to cultivate like him.
However, Qi Bei discovered that half of the energy of the universe and the earth he absorbed would be absorbed by the cloud of green energy.
The two Nine Nether Soul Pulling Insects were also in that different space, but the cloud of green energy merged into this space, but they couldn't find them no matter what.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Bei woke up from his cultivation state with an inexplicable palpitation.
Qi Bei's spiritual thoughts spread all over the sky, but they didn't find anything.
"What's going on? How can there be such a feeling of trembling?" Qi Bei frowned. This kind of palpitation often means danger.
Without thinking about it any more, Qi Bei flew into the sky and headed towards the village of the Ling tribe.
However, when his divine sense swept across more than a dozen perimeter defenses of the Ling tribe, his expression couldn't help changing, and he actually felt a strong sense of death.
Flying over to take a look, I found that all the tribal warriors on the periphery were maintaining their original postures, but none of them were still alive.
Qi Bei was shocked, and immediately turned into a dragon and began to use the dragon magic step, and his figure disappeared in place.
At this time, in the village of the Ling tribe, all the strong men of the tribe gathered together, and the leader Ling Shan was at the forefront, with a very ugly expression on his face.
The entire village of the Ling tribe was surrounded by an extremely powerful god-forbidden. Outside, Ling Shuang was tied to a huge altar in mid-air by more than ten chains of chains.
Not far away, on a huge and gorgeous Witch God Throne, a skinny old man in a large black suit was sitting on it. His sunken cheeks and protruding browbones made him look more like a skeleton.
The old man kept talking to himself, his eyes were sometimes dull, sometimes crazy, sometimes sad, he was no different from a psychopath, except that he was a psychopath with extremely terrifying strength, Ling Shuang, the true god, was captured within a few moves in his hands, and the domain of God almost collapsed.
"There is still a dragon demon, why hasn't it come yet? It seems that he has shrunk in fear, so let's deal with you first, at least half of the solution is solved." The old man suddenly shouted impatiently, staring at Ling Shuang who was locked on the altar with gloomy eyes.
At this moment, when the old man waved his hand, Ling Shuang's eyeballs immediately protruded as if under severe pressure, and the capillaries in them burst instantly, and traces of blood mist shot out from them.
"Shuang'er." Ling Shan inside roared furiously, attacking the forbidden god like crazy, but it was only in vain, but knowing it was futile, he kept attacking, furious, he looked like a mad lion.
But when the old man looked at the crazy Ling Shan and the tribal warriors inside, he laughed in satisfaction, as if torturing others would bring him great pleasure.
At this time, Ling Shuang was under more and more oppression, blood spurted out from all her seven orifices, and even the source of divine power was roaring, as if it was about to burst out.
At this moment, the old man's eyes flashed, and the raised head suddenly moved up, and a black glow appeared.
A golden light flashed past, the old man's haggard hand trembled slightly, the black light dissipated, and there was a faint trace in his palm, and his gaze suddenly became more serious.
Ling Shuang's pressure suddenly disappeared, and she gasped for breath, but her eyes brightened a little, mixed with joy and worry.
At this time, Qi Bei's figure appeared, and when he saw Ling Shuang who was tied to the altar, his murderous intent climbed to the extreme, and even the air exploded.
"Dragon Demon Qi Bei, I'm finally waiting for you, Jie Jie, you are a junior true god, and you are so powerful, but if you meet this witch god, you can only go to hell." The old man laughed harshly, as if he didn't take Qi Bei seriously at all.
Qi Bei stared at the old man coldly with those palpitating golden pupils, and said indifferently, "Witch God? Even if you are, how much strength do you have left?"
The old man withdrew his smile, and said in a dark voice: "Even if this witch god has a little strength left, he can crush you to death like an ant."
A golden light shot out from Qi Bei's eyes, and a baby dragon seal blasted towards the old man. The dragon roared, and the whole space was instantly shattered.
The old man sat on the witch god chair and spun around, and the witch text and witch figure on the witch god chair were activated in an instant, and condensed into a witch god mask, unexpectedly resisting the blow with force.
"Jie Jie Jie, you can't control yourself." The old man laughed triumphantly. Amidst the laughter, he slapped the back of the chair. Immediately, the two patterns on the witch god's chair shot out, instantly turning into two ancient desolate beasts, and rushed towards Qi Bei.
A golden light flashed between Qi Bei's brows, and he directly absorbed the two desolate beasts into the realm of the gods. However, when his divine sense entered the realm of the gods, he realized that the two desolate beasts had disappeared out of thin air.
"Roar..." Behind Qi Bei, two desolate beasts attacked him.
These two desolate beasts disappeared after being taken into God's Domain, and then reappeared outside, which is really strange.
"Shenlong wagging its tail." Qi Bei shouted loudly, and the dragon's tail swept out.
The two desolate beasts were sent flying by Qi Bei, and their huge figures flickered a few times, but nothing happened, and they continued to rush towards Qi Bei.
Qi Bei flashed his thoughts and suddenly understood that these two ancient desolate beasts did not really exist at all. Although they had the attack power of real ancient desolate beasts, as long as the old man who claimed to be a witch god survived, he would not be able to kill them at all.
Therefore, Qi Bei didn't care about these two ancient desolate beasts at all, but directly dodged to avoid them, and then rushed towards the old man.
"Jie Jie, good time, let me show you the strength of the real witch god." The old man gave a strange laugh, and the black glow on the witch god's chair instantly enveloped the rushing Qi Bei.
Qi Bei felt a huge suction force, his heart moved, and he was directly sucked in without any effort to resist.
At this time, Qi Bei found that he had come to a gloomy world, the atmosphere here was gloomy and cold, and some mountains, seas and forests were full of holes, which looked extraordinarily bleak.
Obviously, this is the old man's domain, but it has been almost destroyed.
"Boy, welcome to my world. Even though my domain of gods has been almost destroyed, it is more than enough to deal with rookies like you who think that you are invincible after becoming a true god." The figure of the old man appeared and laughed.
In an instant, Qi Bei felt the vast power of the witch god coming, trying to tear him into pieces.
Qi Bei was as motionless as a mountain, and a phantom of a golden dragon appeared behind him. The violent power of the dragon resisted the vast power of the witch god, and he froze for a while.
"Little ones, go and enjoy this delicious meal." The old man seemed to have expected this situation, and laughed.
Suddenly, in the dark ruins of God's Domain, countless scary giant insects and monsters with strange appearances emerged, rushing towards Qi Bei overwhelmingly.
These are the ancient witch worms and witch beasts, with the powerful ability to devour the divine body and transform it into the witch master.
In just a few breaths, Qi Bei was overwhelmed by these countless witches, insects and beasts.
The old man smiled triumphantly. Although the woman tied to the altar by him is also a true god, for him, even if all her divine power is drained, it is impossible to mend his body and soul of the witch god. Great gift for him.
However, not long after the old man was proud, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did these witches and beasts not absorb even a trace of divine power after so long.
Suddenly, a circle of dense black divine power spread out from the center, and all the witches, insects, and beasts turned into piles of dust in an instant.
"No...it's impossible." The old man froze for a moment, then roared in disbelief.
At this time, Qi Bei stepped out step by step, his expression was a little strange, he originally wanted to use God's Domain to fight against God's Domain, but he didn't expect that just when he was about to activate God's Domain, the necklace on his neck reacted again, sucking all the witches, insects and beasts into dust.
The old man saw the necklace floating around Qi Bei's neck, the pendant was emitting circles of halos, and in the halos, a shadow of a crown was flickering.
"Witch Crown..." The old man's pupils dilated suddenly, and his figure was about to disappear in a flash.
But at this moment, a black light shot out from the pendant, firmly binding the old man to death, and frantically absorbing the witch power from him.
"No..." The old man roared in despair. He never thought that Qi Bei would have the treasure of the ancient kingdom of gods and witches on him.
Outside, the altar and chains that trapped Ling Shuang to death were fading, and Ling Shan and other members of the Ling tribe saw that the old man sitting on the seat of the witch god was terrified, and the flesh and bones of his body fell off piece by piece. The scene was very horrifying.
All of a sudden, the old man and the chair fell apart, only a black light shot into a little golden light. (To be continued.)