Xing Ju nodded and said, "With this spiritual land, I can recover as I have in the first ten years at most!"

However, there is another problem!

Xing Ju directly untied his shirt and exposed his back. Everyone looked at him and saw a fire dragon tattoo on his back, like a living creature, emitting an indescribable strange and fierce aura.

Demon Blood Totem!

To be precise, it should be a demon soul totem!

Seeing this, Wang Hao suddenly realized it and then spoke: "Uncle Xing's hidden danger, but this demon soul was eroded by the blood spirit, and there were signs of backlash!"

"That's right!" Xing Ju smiled bitterly.

This Eight Desert Fire Dragon Totem was given by the previous great witch master. Its combat power was extremely powerful. In conjunction with the barbarian witch body cultivated by Xing Ju, he once helped him sweep the same level as the witch clan and fight against powerful immortal sects, and rarely encounter enemies.

Unfortunately, he encountered the traitor of the Shawu tribe. After a fierce fight, he was eroded by the opponent's blood spirit. Not only did he suffer severe damage, he also left a deep hidden danger.

The demon soul was eroded by the blood spirit, becoming increasingly fierce and uncontrollable, and retaliated against its master.

Swallow the witch Yuan, swallow its qi and blood!

More than half of the cultivation level of Taoism are used to suppress demon souls. Once you fight against the enemy, you will suffer harm.

Xing Ju was miserable.

In order to heal the injuries and restore the peak cultivation level, one must first remove the blood spirit power from the body. Otherwise, no matter how many immortal stone resources are absorbed, 90% will be swallowed by the demon soul and will not have the effect.

After hearing this, Wang Hao did not check Xing Ju's injuries and said with a smile: "Uncle Xing, don't worry, with me here, the power of the blood spirit is not enough to cause trouble!"

The nine ancient witches and the blood spirit of the witch are the most domineering and strange, but they are controlled by the witch master's way. The chaotic witch body of the Great Zhoutian is circulating and the opening of the Zhoutian acupoint can directly erase the power of the blood spirit.

Without further ado, Wang Hao ordered the demon pet to wait outside. He and Xing Ju stayed in the hall, intending to take action immediately to help the other party dissolve the blood spirit power in their bodies.

However, just as everything was ready and Wang Hao started casting spells, he suddenly received a message from Lei Kun.

There is change in the outside world!

...

Outside Yiwu City.

It is dawn, the sun shines on the earth, the flowers, plants and trees are fragrant, and it is a scene of joy and prosperity.

All immortals went in and out of the city one after another, and the light flew like shuttles, flying into the sky.

But at some point, without warning, a thunder suddenly came from the depths of the sky.

Instantly!

The dark clouds were dense, the strong wind was blowing, and the invisible pressure swept over like mountains and seas. The passing immortals were astonished as frightened birds and beasts, scattered and escaped, avoiding them.

boom!

Deep in the rolling dark clouds, a giant beast that looked like a manta bull appeared, bathed in the whole body with lightning and lightning arcs, and four hooves stepped out of the void.

On the back of the giant beast, a female fairy dressed in a Taoist nun sat upright.

Behind him, there are twelve huge figures, both empty and real, hidden deep in the dark clouds.

The indescribable violent aura was stacked and continuous like a tide, locking in Yiwu City, overwhelmingly crushing away.

The Taoist nun, who was sitting upright on the back of the giant beast, even faced towards Yiwu City and shouted in extreme anger.

"Dare to hurt my disciple's life!"
Chapter completed!