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The Witch King did not deny it, but he did not admit it, but said it in a light tone.

"The natural selection, the new and the old, this is the law of nature. Even if you don't come, my strength is waning. This is not because of human reason, but because of the natural environment. The ancestral star appears and begins to absorb the heavens and the earth. The aura is turned into a heavenly force, which condenses into a heavenly river. Wang Wu is a place of ninety-nine, the most powerful place in the heavens and the earth, and the place most affected by the ancestors. The ancestral star is not a day, the power of Wang Wu It will be weakened until Tianhesheng, Wang Wu collapses."

The words of the Witch King, let the night of the night.

Even the imps in the ban has stopped useless struggles.

The existence of the ancestral star will directly affect the existence of Wang Wushan?

This point is not expected after nine nights.

But to make him even more surprised, or the ancestors continue to absorb the aura between the heavens and the earth.

"So, ninety-nine places will also be affected?"

I was shocked by the nine nights.

"Most of the region will be affected, and only the Tianyu that will eventually fly will become the ultimate winner. As for the other 98 places that have been eliminated, it will be badly hurt and will not be lost for a long time. In the long period of time, Slowly restore the aura of the heavens and the earth, of course, the practitioners of the ninety-eight places will be affected, and they will be repaired and fallen."

The Witch King has a normal tone. He does not look at the life and death of the ninety-nine places.

The mortals who are ants are only worthy of being a stepping stone in the ascension.

Only when Wang Wushan collapsed, he will follow the ash and smoke. For thousands of years, the Witch King has already merged with Wang Wu.

Wang Wu is here, the Witch King is here.

Wang Wubeng, Wu Wangxi.

This is also the reason why the Witch King was willing to open the second day of printing for him after discovering that the nine-nighter is a descendant of the Yi people.

After all, to open the second day of printing, it takes at least half of the power of the Witch King himself.

Changed to the former Witch King, will never make such a wedding dress for others.

Once Wang Wu fell, at least nine nights can still protect the body and become the last hope of the return of the Yi people in thirty-three days.

"But the ancestor, then you didn't have to...we can have a way to stop the king from falling?"

nine nights move.

"There is also a way to fly with Wang Wu. However, to do this, you must have the power of the heavens or the Emperor level. Unfortunately, we do not have any of these two conditions."

The Witch King lived for tens of thousands of years, and experienced the fall of the sky. From the heavens and the people, the existence of a half-day man and a half mortal. For him, everything has been bleak.

This dog, at least some conscience, arrived at the last minute, sent a nine-night, retaining the last hope of the Yi.

"The ancestor, we will find other ways, maybe we can beg the immortal emperor, as long as he is qualified, you can return to thirty-three days."

There is still a last hope in the heart of the nine nights.

It may be lonely for a long time. For the ancestor who just met for a few days, there is a special kind of emotion in the nine nights.

"This matter, I will discuss it later. I am bringing you to the town of Magic Mountain today, in order to let you see the true strength of my Yi people."

During the talk, the Witch King paused.

Looking up at the nine nights, the fog of the gods of the Witch King gradually dissipated, and a mountain wall in front stood in the distance.

Due to the dispersal of the fog, you can clearly see the whole picture of the mountain wall in the night.

Just in the eyes of the nine nights, this piece of mountain wall, except for the wider, in the night, black and white, and nothing special.

"Use your strength and start the next day."

The Witch King reminded.

The pupil of the nine nights, from the original black and brown, turned into a yellow-brown color that the leopard had.

Along with the movement of Tianli in the body, this piece of mountain wall in front of the nine nights has also changed.

A slamming sound, the moss covering the mountain wall fell off a large area, revealing the original appearance of the mountain wall.

This look, nine nights can not help but breathe.

On the mountain wall, a lot of text and pictures were drawn.

Those pictures, one piece connected to one piece, are a part of the practice, and those pictures are historical events that record the people of the Yi people who have not yet married.

This mountain wall is wide and innocent, and the above records are also comprehensive.

"This piece of the magical mountain wall is the ancestors of my Yi people. When I arrived at Wang Wu, 10,000 years ago, I opened up. In order not to forget the glorious past of the Yi people. After they left, only one of them left alone. In 10,000 years, the mountain wall has not been completed."

In the words of the Witch King, it is full of ambiguity.

In order not to forget the past, they used this special method to record the history of the Yi people.

He also discussed with the Yi people at that time, and the descendants of the Yi people had to return to Wang Wu to worship this mountain wall.

But when those people choose to integrate into the life of the ninety-nine places, they forget the past and forget the glory of the Yi people and choose to be mediocre.

This piece of mountain wall is also annihilated in the memory of countless descendants of the Yi people, leaving only the Witch King, alone in Wang Wuli, waiting for the brilliant reappearance of the Yi people.

"On this mountain wall, some of the techniques and ancient sacrifices of the Yi people are recorded. It is very precious. Some of the above texts are ancient texts, and I will personally teach you. With your intelligence, it will take a few days. I can learn all of it. My strength is weakening, and the fog used to cover up the mountain wall is not long enough. I will deliver this mountain wall to you today, and you will replace me. This piece is a treasure."

The Witch King's heart is long.

This mountain wall can only be seen clearly after using Tianli, but even if it is seen, it is no good to know the premise of the ancients.

"The ancestor, but my strength..."

After nine nights, he said.

Inheritance and history are the most precious things for a group.

I never knew that the Yi people still have such wealth.

The Witch King handed them over to him, meaning that the Witch King was already completely weighted.

It is not very confident that you can marry your strength for nine nights.

In particular, the road to Tongtian is about to open, and once the Emperor of the Dark Lord arrives, it is still unknown whether he can hold this mountain wall.

"Your second day has just opened, and you are in the ninety-nine places. When the ancestors absorb the aura of the heavens and the earth, it is very difficult for your strength to make rapid progress. But you don't have to worry, I put the town of the magic mountain. For you, I have my own arrangements, in addition to this mountain wall, I have to give you a weapon."

The Witch King said, walked toward the front.