"This is..." Qiao Qingyan spread her palms, and an exquisite black iron order exuded a dark air all over her body, lingering between her fingers, magical and mysterious.

"You gave me a hope and a promise. I'm waiting for your sixth sense to come true. I should help with this little thing."

Wu Ming smiled at him and added.

"Our Ghost Witch Clan actually hates human race from the bottom of their hearts, but you are as different as hers, and it's worth it."

"There is no need to say other nonsense about thanking. Let's go and find your loved one you are longing for. The whole family should be together."

After saying this, Qiao Qingyan's words were blocked.

Then he pretended to be impatient to pay attention to her, picked up the well-behaved Ji Beichen, sat on the back of the pocket-sized bird, and flew towards the palace.

He is not used to listening to those too disgusting thanks, so he can express them directly by acting.

Anyway, they are all friends.

Well, one of the few human friends who can catch their eye.

Probably a friend?

Haha, it’s hard to imagine that he could meet such an interesting person after waiting alone for so long.

The more rare it is, the more you should know how to cherish and be content.

After living for so many years, it’s time to see it.

Qiao Qingyan held the token in her hand with emotion, bowed deeply to his back as she left, and her spiritual power increased.

"Thank you, Wu Ming, you have helped us so much. If the Ghost Witch Clan and you are in trouble in the future, be sure to find us!"

Allies and friends for life! The Ghost Witch Clan is not scary at all, but it also has true feelings.

The world is still warm.

I also hope that you are so good, and you must wait for your long-awaited lover to restore your perfect family and be truly worry-free.

The next moment, Qiao Qingyan took the token and left the Ghost Witch Clan under the guidance of her clan members.

The little lion, three-headed snake, water qi, fire lin and Wuji who lived there were also the little lions and lions.

The tribe members guided Qiao Qingyan and headed towards the vast interface of the Holy Land together.

Looking at the mysterious place I had never been to, a dangerous dark light flashed through her eyes.

Holy Land, I'm here.

Wuchen, I'm back.

Finally, we are going to achieve the wish to fight side by side with you! Holy Land.

The horn of war sounded, and I don’t know how many turmoils have occurred in recent times.

Ji Wuchen and Ye Yingwei, the main force of the Temple and some of the help of Di Yu, have taken root in the Holy Domain and fully responded to the enemy.

Hearing the movement outside, Di Yu was so angry that he threw down the wine glass in his hand.

"Damn, here we are again, these guys are even more difficult to deal with than the musical colors of the dynasty!"

Qi Teng, the lord of Qi, is extremely annoying.

It was also Xuanyuan Jinsong's master in the Holy Realm, whose cultivation level reached the sixth realm of the Holy Spirit.

In the Holy Realm, the Emperor Spirit Realm, including other professions, the Emperor level is just the existence of stepping stones.

The Holy Spirit Realm and the Holy Level are the mainstream.

Unlike the ranks of the continent and dynasty, there is only one Holy Spirit Realm in the Holy Realm.

However, the Holy Spirit Realm is divided into nine realms! The Holy Spirit Realm is the lowest, and the Holy Spirit Realm is the highest.

There are many legends about the Holy Land, and the class division is more stringent. With such a large interface, there is only one person in power! That is, the Holy Land, the strongest person in the Holy Land. It is said that he existed in the Holy Land ten thousand years ago.

But the difference is that at that time there were three rulers in the holy realm, and the Holy Lord was only one of them.

The other two are the Holy Lord and the Holy Emperor. The three supreme emperors are on equal footing and supporting such a huge holy land, one person below ten thousand people.

Later, I don’t know what happened to the upper class, and the Saint Lord and the Saint Emperor fell, and the Saint Lord dominated the Holy Realm until now.

Even though it has been ten thousand years of change, no one can threaten the Holy Lord, and no one has reached the eight realms and nine realms of the Holy Spirit.

For some reason, people in the holy realm can only cultivate to the seventh realm of the Holy Spirit, as if they could not cross the gap, crossing in front of everyone.

Below are them, and above there is only one saint.

Over time, the people of the Holy Land accepted the fact that they could not surpass the Saint, no longer thought about those unrealistic things, and accepted that the Saint was the boss.

In other words, Qi Teng, who is now in the sixth realm of the Holy Spirit, is already a very powerful god in the holy realm, only one level away from the seventh realm.

Therefore, it is a new challenge for Ji Wuchen, Di Yu and others who have just arrived in the Holy Land.

However, Ji Wuchen has the foundation of a god-level martial arts practitioner and has not been defeated. The only thing that is imperfect is that he is dragged down by the spell.

After coming to the Holy Land, for some reason, it occurred from time to time, greatly weakening his combat effectiveness.

"Ahem."

Ji Wuchen stood up, his lungs coughed constantly, and his throat was filled with fishy sweetness. The blood curse pulled the blood lines all over his body and raged in pain.

Putting aside the bloody lines on my face, the exposed skin was very pale.

He dragged his attacking body and fought against Qi Tengfang, which destroyed and consumed his body and life span.

"Go ahead, fight."

He held the long sword beside the table, straightened his back and was about to walk out, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

Qi must be cured with blood! No disaster can be left behind.

After he is dealt with, he will be out of danger in the Holy Land and the dynasty will have no opponents, so it will be a wonderful day to welcome him.

There is no reason to give up.

"What kind of battle is coming?

You're coughing up blood, what else can you fight?

Let me lie here and have a good rest! Leave the rest to me!"

Di Yu pulled him back and talked about him in disagreement.

"Your body, you don't know, why do you work so hard?

No matter how anxious you are, you can’t joke about your body. You still have a family to take care of!"

"I'll go."

"What are you going?

You are no match for him alone.”

Ji Wuchen stood up stubbornly, shocked Di Yu and walked out.

The enemy has not yet been settled, and he has no reason to rest.

Di Yu grabbed a little while, twitched the corners of his mouth, and followed him quickly helplessly.

"Oh, tell me, just this kind of personality. Okay, let's go together. If you can't hold on, stop immediately. Do you understand if you leave?"

This guy has a very high tolerance and usually doesn't show it when he is injured. He is silent and as if he is fine.

Now he can cough up blood, tremble all over, his face turns pale, etc. It can be seen that he is enduring something of pain, and even a monster like him can't help it.

It's really a man to use this state to fight against the enemy.

Can such a person fail?

Every time he fights, he fights hard, so others don’t climb to the high position as quickly as he does, but he can be more eye-catching again and again.

When this time comes, the two sides have already fought.

In the center of the other party's crowd, Qi Teng, dressed in a blue dress, looked young and handsome.

Standing on the back of a hundred meters long giant beast, he had a faint smile on his face, looking like an emperor who was in charge of the universe.

Seeing Ji Wuchen and Di Yu come out, they suddenly looked at him with contempt and showed disdain all over their bodies.

"I'm so slow today?

I thought you wouldn't come out today."

"If you come out later, I think you are fleeing in panic and retracting into the turtle shell, hahaha..." Finally, he added arrogant laughter and sarcasm spread throughout the audience.
Chapter completed!