I, the destined villain, start with the Holy Girl

The Blood of the Witch God, the Immortal in the Painting

In the dark abyss, the man and the woman sat firmly in the high position of the hall.

Downstairs, the seven supreme witch clans in the mortal world, headed by the Lich King, were standing respectfully, upright and motionless.

“My lords, my witch clan has never been able to make its mark since the ancient times, when the Immortal Way declined.”

“Fortunately, God showed mercy and allowed us to contact the Immortal Witches of the Realm. We also invited two divine envoys to help our Witch Clan dominate the world again.”

One of the seven supreme witch clans said this in a respectful tone, just like a mortal praying to gods and Buddhas.

The Witch Clan Goddess was unsmiling. She just glanced at the supreme beings in the palace with her dull eyes, feeling extremely disappointed in her heart.

Tianhu, who was born to be the overlord of heaven and earth, started to behave like this for you. It is really a shame for the Wu clan.

However, when she thought about having to use these people, she restrained herself a little.

However, the witch god son who came with her smiled coldly and said:

“You losers have the nerve to say it. You are stuck in your ways and don’t want to make progress. You are entirely to blame for today’s end.”

As he spoke, the fierce aura from his body suddenly burst out.

Obviously there is only the realm of unity, but the momentum is that of the seven supreme beings of the Witch Clan who stabilize the mortal world.

This tyrannical strength makes everyone tremble with fear. Is this the power of the upper realm monks?

So strong!

The hair on the hair of the seven supreme beings stood on end. These two people were just sons and goddesses of gods. The followers who escorted them were even more powerful than these two people.

His aura was more advanced than theirs, he was probably an immortal.

If you pull any one out, you can hang them up and beat them.

The God Son of the Wu Clan calmed down his aura and put on a kind face, completely different from the previous one.

“However, since you are of the Witch Clan bloodline, you naturally cannot be left behind.”

“The reason why I am going down to the world this time is to revitalize my witch clan on the orders of my ancestor.”

“After all, if none of you ascend, if others know about it, you will think that we, the Witch Clan, cannot ascend.” He said in a condescending tone, like a gift.

The seven supreme witch clans did not dare to refute, so they could only bow their heads and say yes.

“Please also ask two divine envoys to help my witch clan.”

“Of course.” The witch god son said.

Then, he took out seven blood-colored stone tablets.

Each piece is engraved with strange patterns, including ferocious beasts with big mouths, rough oceans, and some nameless abyss, like black whirlpools with no bottom.

Every piece is stained with the unique aura of the Wu Clan. As long as you stare at it, the clarity in your eyes will lose three points.

Captivating!

The seven supreme witch clans only glanced at it and fell into it.

Fortunately, they were highly cultivated and did not fall for a long time.

“Son of God, what is this?”

The witch god son chuckled.:

“This is called the Witch God Monument. It is an artifact refined by my ancestor of the Witch Clan and used to transform blood.”

“Take these seven tablets, one for each person, back to your territory, and perform sacrificial rituals on a full moon night when the sky is full of stars. The ancestor of our clan will use the Wushen tablet to bestow the Wu clan’s divine veins to help you and others. Transformation.”

He spoke very nicely, even using the name of the ancestor of the Wu clan.

The Seven Supremes had no doubt about it. In fact, when the tablet was first taken out, they could no longer make anyone doubt it.

The subconscious has been buried in the mind.

Being briefly lost and then regaining consciousness are all just tricks.

The Lich King said excitedly: “Son of God, can this thing really transform our people?”

The witch god son said coldly: “Hmph, will I still lie to you?”

“I dare not, Son of God, forgive me.”

The Seven Supremes whispered, with surprise in their tone.

The ancestor from the upper world is really kind. He is not related by blood and yet he still helps us like this. He is such a good person!

“If you know it, leave quickly. The full moon night in half a month will be the best time to offer sacrifices. You should understand the most primitive ritual of sacrifices of the Wu tribe, right?”

“got it.”

The seven supreme witch clans nodded.

The most primitive sacrificial power of the Wu clan: blood sacrifice.

It’s not just an ordinary blood sacrifice, it must be a blood sacrifice for all spirits!

Gather the blood of all races of creatures into a sea of ​​blood, burn incense and pray, guide it to heaven, and use the blood of all races of creatures as a guide. In order to achieve the effect, the number of each creature must reach 99.99 million. In order Yin and Yang are harmonious, and males and females must be caught in pairs.

This is the blood sacrifice of all spirits, which is harmful to the harmony of heaven and earth.

When the Witch Clan was powerful, the blood sacrifice of all spirits was extremely popular.

All races in the world have been suffering from the Witch Clan for a long time, which is why the three races of humans, demons, and demons will unite to encircle and suppress the Witch Clan.

Common enemy!

“Then why don’t you go quickly?” said the God of the Wu Clan

“As commanded.”

After saying that, the seven supreme witch clans each took a witch god tablet and left happily.

Little did they know, what awaited them would be a disaster.

After the seven supreme witch clans left, the witch god son sneered: “A bunch of ants have really disgraced our witch clan’s face.”

“I thought pie would fall from the sky, how naive!”

“A race that only knows how to pray to God for protection is not worthy of living in this world.” The Witch Clan Goddess who had been silent until now spoke up at the right time.

Neither sad nor happy, there was no trace of pity in his tone.

She said to the entourage behind her:

“How long have we been out and how many drops of the Witch God’s blood have we collected in total?”

“Back to the Goddess, since eighty years ago, our Witch Clan’s prophet made a prophecy, saying that when our Witch Clan’s catastrophe is coming, we will go down to the world to collect the blood of the Witch God.”

“We have traveled through 782 mortal realms in total, and several of the witch god realms have seen through our scheme. There is no memorial tablet to the witch god, and there is no way for them to refine it. So far, we have only received 723 drops of the witch god’s blood.”

The Witch Clan Goddess frowned, so few?

“I hope it’s too late,” she said.

All witch clans are descendants of the witch god. In other words, as long as they are a witch clan, they have the blood of the witch god.

As time goes by, the blood of the Witch God becomes more diluted in the people of the Witch Clan, and some even marry into other races and mix with other bloodlines.

Now, even in the fairy world, there is no pure witch clan.

They came here to extract and condense the blood of the Witch God using the Witch Clan in the mortal world as raw materials.

The blood of the Witch God will be used to create pure-blooded Witch Clan. Only the pure Witch Clan can unlock the treasures left by the Witch God, and even complete the bloodline reversion and become a true Witch God.

According to the prophecy of the Witch Clan’s prophet, only the Witch God can lead the Witch Clan out of the crisis of genocide.

“When the soldiers come to cover up the water and earth, we will definitely be able to collect enough blood of the Witch God to usher in the Witch God.”

The witch god son smiled.

However, the goddess ignored him and just left here silently.

He wanted to reach out and shout to stop, but after thinking about it, it was better to let nature take its course. I believe that as long as I persist, she will understand my sincerity!

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the witch god son, a vague figure floated in it.

Seeing the poor pursuit skills of the Son of God of the Witch Clan, the figure sighed inwardly, and the dogs shook their heads after seeing it.

He couldn’t help shaking his head and said:

“Boy, you are too cowardly. How do you act like a submissive? If you like her, chase after her. Hiding and coaxing her are useless, but you dare not say anything.”

“You don’t understand. What I pursue is heart-to-heart communication, that feeling of being in touch with one another. Do you understand?”

“Idiot, I think that little girl is right, you should chop your dick off.”

“Not to mention this, senior, are there any secrets left by the witch god in this world you mentioned?”

“AhOh, could I lie to you? I think back then I was the great protector who followed the Lord Witch God, and I knew everything about the Lord Witch God. ”

“Please help me, senior.”

“Of course, you have the mark of the Witch God and are the one chosen by the Witch God. I will assist you.”

After reaching an agreement with the soul shadow in the sea of ​​consciousness, the witch god son left the dark abyss alone.

…

On the other side, the witch goddess returned to her boudoir.

After taking off her disguise, she was no longer cold and charming. She took out a painting from the jade sleeves of her silk and satin dress and couldn’t wait to open the scroll.

When he saw the woman in the painting, his eyes were unconsciously confused.

In the painting, there is a beautiful woman hidden in the painting, with a coquettish eyebrow, a charming smile, and beautiful eyes. Her bright eyes and white teeth reveal a trace of beauty, dignity and nobility.

The woman in the painting is very similar to the goddess of the Witch Clan. The only difference is that the woman in the painting is quieter than her and her eyes are clearer.

Yes, the woman in the painting has clear eyes.

But the eyes of the witch goddess are full of lust, which is very different.

“Sister, how long will it take for you to come out?”

She said shyly, wishing that she could immediately rush into the painting to reunite with her sister and have sex with her. When she thought of that embarrassing scene, her legs straightened up.

As long as I have a sister, I don’t need anything else.

“It’s hard to say. It could take as little as a year and a half, or as long as thirty or fifty years. It will come out after I have inherited the immortality in the painting and fully understood it.”

“Sister, I…”

“I miss you a little.” She said delicately.

The woman in the painting is a little helpless. Her younger sister is too clingy, and she even…sigh.

“No more talking, I’m accepting the key to inheritance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in the painting disappeared.

Only the daughter of the Witch God was still looking at the scroll with a dazed smile.

…

When the people of the Witch Clan went down to the next world, the assessment of the Hundred Flowers Saint also came to an end.

Without the slightest surprise, Jiang Lanzhi won the first place and became a saint.

Xiao Fan felt a little emotional. Among the women he had in-depth exchanges with, Su Yiyun and Ji Qingxue were both saints, and now Jiang Lanzhi has also become a saint.

Three saints, as we all know, saints are mothers. If you put the three of them together, do they count as three saints?

“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Lanzhi rushed out as soon as the assessment was over, holding Xiao Fan’s hand and looking at his arm.

The eyes of the other female disciples in the Holy Land of Hundred Flowers were full of envy. Alas, there is no chance. Senior Sister Lan Zhi was originally the fiancée of the Holy Son, and now she has become a Saint. They are really a perfect match.

Xiao Fan smiled and said: “It’s nothing, I’m thinking about some happier things.”

Playing in a team is indeed more fun than playing alone. He prefers playing against a few.

“By the way, there is still some time between now and the coronation of the Saint. Do you want to stay at my place for two days?” Jiang Lanzhi said with rosy cheeks and beautiful eyes filled with spring, as if she was full of love.

hiss!

Little goblin, damn it, you are playing with fire!

“Okay, I’ll stay a few more days.”