The Cursed Land of the Witch Clan looked a little special today. The Witch Clan monks practicing under Tiansheng Mountain looked at the top of Tiansheng Mountain.
I saw black clouds surging on the top of Tiansheng Mountain, lightning and thunder...
With the lightning and thunder in the void, they felt that the Holy Mountain had changed slightly, and they found that there was an inexplicable aura in the aura of heaven and earth in the void around them.
At this time, they discovered that under the Tiansheng Mountain, several caves that had been in seclusion for countless years suddenly changed, and several golden divine thunder struck these caves.
It turned out to be Thunder Tribulation, and they both broke through the bottleneck at the same time...
Suddenly they understood, and they all knelt down toward the lightning and thundering void.
They all knew that the Witch Clan was cursed. This curse made it difficult for them to touch a higher realm throughout their lives. What happened just now also showed that the curse of the Witch Clan had passed.
The Wu Clan will return to the list of hundreds of clans, and the Wu Clan will become strong again.
Thinking of this, several elderly Wu Clan monks shed tears of excitement. They knew that their path of cultivation was not over yet.
In that small world, Jun Wuji looked at the thunder calamity on Tiansheng Mountain. He knew that the formation that hindered the Wu clan's luck had been broken. Thinking of everything in the past, his eyes became a little moist.
He knew that countless talented monks in the Witch Clan had become mediocre ordinary monks due to the curse, and with the disappearance of this formation, the Witch Clan would once again gain a foothold in the spiritual world.
Although all this was so real, he was still a little confused and couldn't believe that this little human monk had fulfilled his promise so quickly.
"The haze that enveloped our Wu Clan has finally passed..." Jun Wuji whispered to himself, and then the ring on his arm lit up. He knew that it was an inquiry sent by the elders of other branches of the Wu Clan.
"The Supreme Elder!"
At this time Feng Yuntian appeared in front of him.
Jun Wuji turned to look at Feng Yuntian, who was standing not far away, with a look of emotion on his face, and said slowly: "It seems that little friend Ji has broken the spirit-binding formation. Our Wu Clan has been reborn. You You can also prepare to break through to the Heshen Realm!"
He was still a little confused about what happened in Tiansheng Mountain just now, but following Jun Wuji's words, he suddenly understood everything.
At this time, he was calm on the surface, but in fact, there was a huge wave in his heart. He had been waiting for this moment for too long!
Although the Heshen Realm is separated from the late stage of the Virtual God Realm by a thin line, there is a huge difference between them. After reaching the Heshen Realm monks, they all have their own understanding of the laws, and even more, they have the laws of their own domain and master the laws. The monks who have the power and the monks who have no power are people from two worlds.
Although he had also mastered a trace of the laws of space and was infinitely close to the realm of Heshen, he found that his understanding of the laws always felt shrouded in a veil, making it impossible for him to make any further progress. He knew that it was all because of that opponent. The curse of the Witch Clan, however, as the human monk named Jining broke the formation, the curse that had enveloped the Witch Clan for countless years was also wiped out.
At this time, he was infinitely grateful to the human monk named Jining. He knew that if it had not been for the foresight of the Supreme Elder and the use of the extremely precious sacred objects of the Witch Clan to save him, perhaps the curse of the Witch Clan would have enveloped the Witch Clan for countless years. Zhu Jun Wuji bowed deeply and then exited this small world.
Jun Wuji looked at Feng Yuntian after he disappeared, smiled and said to himself: "It seems that we are going to find those old immortals!"
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The demon realm in the spiritual world is extremely vast and occupies most of the spiritual world. In this vast demon realm, there are ten demon kings, which are also ten Mahayana monks.
Therefore, the demon race has always been one of the most powerful races in the spiritual world.
These ten demon kings each rule their own territory, and they rarely get together unless something major happens.
In Thunder Mountain in Demon Realm...
Beside a quiet lake under Thunder Mountain, things look a little different today. The four demon kings who used to be seen but not seen are all here. They are the famous demon clan Ji Meng, Shang Wuhui, Bai Zeshan and Xin Lihan. Waiting for four demon kings.
Ji Meng looked at everyone and said slowly: "Everyone who comes here should know what happened! A few months ago, Brother Xin personally went to the void outside the territory and found that the great formation related to the fate of my demon clan was broken..."
Several other demon kings looked a little gloomy after hearing this.
"Brother Ji is an unparalleled talent in the demon clan, so everyone comes here to find a solution!" Bai Zeshan next to him continued.
After hearing this, Ji Meng showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said: "Manpower will eventually be limited, and the way of heaven will eventually be determined!"
After hearing this, Shang Wuhui showed a hint of displeasure and said slowly: "Back then, when the twelve ancestral witches were all here, they were almost wiped out. But now that the witch clan has declined and is still living, it's too long for you to behave like this. His ambition has destroyed the power of our demon clan!"
"This happened all because of the hateful human race. From Shang's point of view, we no longer need to abide by the contract back then. You and I will work together to destroy the human race!" Shang Wuhui said coldly.
After hearing this, Xin Lihan showed a hint of sneer and said: "If the human race can be destroyed so easily, how can they survive in the spiritual world for tens of millions of years?"
When Shang Wuhui heard Xin Lihan's sarcasm, he suddenly burst into anger, and Xin Lihan also refused to give in. Countless golden arcs jumped within a few feet around him. It seemed that there was some discord between the two.
Ji Meng waved his back hand lightly, and a strange law filled the surrounding void. The two people's raging anger disappeared under the power of this strange law, and the surrounding void suddenly returned to calm.
He waved his hands to everyone and said: "The human race is weak in strength. There is only one Mahayana mirror monk Yang An. This is all an appearance. In fact, there are countless heavenly talents among the human race monks. However, there are frequent internal fights in the human race, so many heavenly talents finally end up." Stay away from the human race, and these races are only joined by the gods. If our demon race really takes action to destroy the human race, these old monsters hidden in the depths will never give up."
Shang Wuhui knew that what Ji Meng said was true, otherwise the monster clan, which was so powerful back then, would not have made a contract with the weak human clan, so that the struggle between the two clans would not involve the Mahayana Mirror.
"Although you and I can't take action, we can still make a fuss in the battlefield outside the territory. Since the little human monk has appeared in the battlefield outside the territory, we should inform the Yu Clan at this time and let the Yu Clan cooperate with our demon clan. That's it. It will be difficult for human monks to survive on battlefields outside the territory!" Bai Zeshan said coldly.
"Although we can't take action, why not use the help of others to destroy the human race?"
At this time, a voice came from the void, and then a figure appeared in the void. Shang Wuhui was overjoyed when he saw this man's face, and he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Master Long is here, Shang is welcome from afar!"
The person who came here was Long Yuan, the strongest among the ten demon kings. His cultivation was also perfected by the Mahayana Mirror. It's just that this demon king has been in seclusion for a long time, or went to the outside world to hunt for treasures, and rarely appears in the demon realm. He didn't expect that he would come here today.
Ji Meng's face looked a little ugly after hearing this. He seemed to know what Long Yuan meant.
He knew that Long Yuan had a close relationship with the monks in the demon world. It seemed that the hands of others were naturally demons. However, it was difficult to do such a thing seamlessly. If the races in the spiritual world knew about it, the demon clan would become the target of public criticism.
"The demons want to find a place in the spiritual world, so we will help them." Long Yuan said with a smile.
"Lord Long, if demon monks appear in the spirit world, other races will sooner or later know that there are races from the spirit world to help. How will our demon race get along with hundreds of races in the future?" Ji Meng continued.
"Hehe, if it were before, I would naturally not act like this. However, with the disappearance of the Luck Formation, the Witch Clan will definitely find a way to return to the spirit world. And the secrets laid by the Witch Clan back then, the territories they compete for are the same as those of the human race. Neighbor, this way we can blame the Wu clan for this matter!" Long Yuan said with a sneer.
