The gods in the sky looked at me one by one, and I looked at you. They also picked up the corpses of the people on the ground and floated away sadly on the clouds.

The two groups of gods did not mention how to deal with this passage between heaven and earth, and just left. Xia Jie lay behind the leaves and waited for a long time. When he found that there was no movement around, he jumped down from the big tree.

Rush towards the 'Huan Ling Cao' grassland.

Xia Jie and Xuanwu used their methods at the same time, and the earthly power was released. Pieces of turf flew into the air and flew into Xia Jie's bracelet. Only this bracelet refined by Taoist Tongtian himself could allow Xia Jie to wear such a

There were so many things. In just a quarter of an hour, Xia Jie cleared a large area of ​​grassland with a radius of a hundred miles, and then he stopped with satisfaction.

Chewing a stem of the spirit-returning grass proudly, Xia Jie smiled at Xuanwu and said: "There is only one spirit-returning grass in the medicine mountain of Liwu Palace, and it is still treated as a treasure. The God Realm deserves to be the divine world, the spirit-returning grass

It can be used as fodder to feed livestock."

Xuanwu also devoured the magical grass that could transform the human body and make the human body recover spiritual energy faster. He responded to Xia Jie with a "huh huh huh". Bai also knew the benefits of these inconspicuous spiritual grasses.

, dug up a lot of it from the ground and stuffed it into his stomach.

"Humph! Are you from the lower world? Are our descendants already so poor?"

A thunderous voice suddenly came from behind Xia Jie. Xia Jie turned around in horror. The leader of the witch god was squatting behind him. He lowered his head and put it on top of Xia Jie's head. He looked at Xia Jie carefully. He was so tall.

There were about ten thousand meters away the shaman gods who didn't know what methods they used, but Xia Jie didn't even hear the slightest movement, so he quietly approached.

The huge mouth like a cave opened, and the witch god spurted out a large amount of spitting stars, spraying Xia Jie, Xuanwu, and all over the body. It was like taking a shower. I heard him ask in surprise: "Little baby

, what level of cultivation are you at? Why...are you so weak?"

Pointing to his chest, Xia Jie took a mouthful of grass juice and asked vaguely: "Me?"

The Witch God nodded vigorously and said, "It's you."

Xia Jie said hesitantly: "How about the top grade Jiuding? Is it very weak?"

The Witch God's face twitched fiercely, and he said sadly: "I knew it was like this, I knew it was like this. Is Jiuding a high-grade one? It's probably equivalent to the strength of a low-grade Yiding pot when the country was founded in the early days of Daxia! Chaos Yuan

The strength is scarce, and the formation of the nine tripods that governs the country has also weakened."

After laughing bitterly for a few times, the witch god stretched out his palm and held Xia Jie and the others in his palm. He jumped up and ran towards the distance with long strides. While running wildly, the witch god said: "My name is Xiang Liusan, and this is

It's my natal beast, the three-headed purple-gold python, but after so many years, he has also turned into a three-headed purple-gold dragon." He patted the three-headed poisonous dragon wrapped around his neck vigorously, Xiang Liusan smiled and said: "

Isn’t it easy for you to come up from the lower realm? It’s not easy for even a god to pass through that Gangfeng layer.”

Xia Jie's body was twitching in waves. Xiang Liusan also knew that Daxia used the Jiuding of Zhenguo to measure the strength of witchcraft. He was clearly the ancestor of Xiangliu's family who ascended to heaven.

If this Xiang Liusan knew what he was doing in the lower world, would he crush himself to death with one palm? Isn't it a good relationship between himself and the Xiang Liu family?

Xiang Liusan was still babbled: "Do you know how I came back to find you? Quack, quack, I was still more than a thousand miles away from you, and I smelled that smell on you. You carry King Xia's scent with you.

Is it a token? This smell is too strong. It means those gods don’t know about this, otherwise you will be in big trouble if they discover you."

Xia Jie woke up, no wonder Lu Gui was so sure that he could connect with these witch gods. The jade seal he gave him had weird feelings? Fortunately, only the witch gods could feel the fluctuations of witch power in it, otherwise God knows what he would be like now.

The end! Lu Gui didn't explain even a single word to himself about such an important matter. I'm afraid Bai Zhi played a big role in this.

For a time, Xia Jie hated Bai Zhi to the core of his heart.

Xiang Liusan's running speed is extremely astonishing. According to Xia Jie's estimation, he can cover hundreds of miles in one step. With a very long afterimage behind his body, he can run tens of thousands of miles in a blink of an eye.

After running like this for two full hours, Xiang Liu Sancai and Xia Jie ran into a huge mountain range and ran along a corridor dozens of miles wide towards the highest peak in the mountain range.

Everything in the heaven is unusual. Perhaps because the bodies of these gods are too huge, everything in the heaven is so huge. As for their destination, that huge mountain, there are ten

Tens of thousands of miles away, Xia Jie had already caught sight of him. The huge mountain towering into the clouds emitted a huge pressure that was almost like a living thing. It was so shocking that Xia Jie had difficulty even breathing.

The mountains and ridges we saw along the way were all made of the finest jade. There was not a trace of soil on the whole body, and all the giant trees and spiritual grasses were directly rooted in the jade. This was extremely shocking.

Things. It is extremely difficult to get a piece of beautiful jade of this quality in Daxia, but here, it is like a lump of earth and no one cares about it.

Xiang Liusan quickly ran to the bottom of the huge mountain and climbed up along a winding mountain road. Along the way, countless witch gods, large and small, poked their heads out of various caves and asked Xia Jie loudly.

The origin of the story. Xiang Liusan just laughed loudly and whistled at the shaman gods, and soon led Xia Jie to the top of the mountain. The shaman gods, who were about the same size as Xiang Liusan and liked to watch the fun, also followed.

More than ten thousand people came up and followed them to the top of the mountain in confusion.

As soon as these witch gods climbed to the top of the mountain, a black strong wind blew down. Except for Xiang Liusan, all the other gods were blown away heavily. More than ten thousand gods with huge bodies were blown away by the strong wind.

It was blown thousands of miles away and hit the ground hard, making the ground roar.

An old voice roared angrily: "Get out of here! It's not about killing people alive. What fun are you all climbing up to watch?"

The top of the mountain is a circular square with a diameter of about ten thousand miles. Countless huge jade stones form an extremely complex and huge witch formation on the ground. A purple light pillar shoots straight into the sky from the center of the square. The top of the light pillar holds

A mountain as huge as the one at your feet, but an inverted mountain like a shadow in a mirror. This huge mountain suspended thousands of miles above is in the shape of an inverted cone. There are countless huge holes densely packed on the mountain, and there are huge energy.

Waves were billowing out from those caves.

Xiang Liusan walked into the purple beam of light with a solemn expression. Xia Jie felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the bones in his body were rattling under a huge pressure. Just when he was about to be unable to withstand this force

When they were under terrible pressure, their eyes suddenly lit up and they had arrived at a wonderful place.

This is a vast flat land, the ground is as flat as a stone. The palaces stretch out one after another, and you can't see the edge at a glance. The sun seems to be hanging above your head, with endless light and heat shining down. Xia Jie feels like he is in a steamer.

The little white mouse was sweating profusely in a short time, as if it was about to be steamed.

Xiang Liu San, who was chattering like a long-tongued woman along the way, became extremely solemn here. He opened his right palm and held Xia Jie, Bai, and Xuanwu in his arms, and strode towards the depths of the palace complex.

There is nothing much to say about the palace itself. These palaces are like the palaces in Anyi City of Daxia. They are all made of huge rocks. They are rough and can even be said to be crude palaces. They are just a little extra huge. Xia Jie feels like he is in Anyi.

Everything in the palace was so familiar. Only the wizard gods who were practicing hard in the palaces, or the wizard gods who were fighting crazily in the squares between the palaces, made Xia Jie feel that this was heaven and that the people here were...

So powerful.

Xiang Liusan walked for a long time, so long that Xia Jie even wanted to doze off. They finally came to a huge palace. This palace seemed more luxurious than other palaces. The materials were all the same and of the same top quality.

Beautiful jade, but at least there are many patterns carved on the pillars and walls of this palace, which makes it look different.

In the corridor outside the main hall, there are a row of 999 huge jade pillars. On each pillar, a ferocious monster is tied with a red chain, including dragons, jade, and various Xia Jie.

Familiar monsters. These monsters crawled quietly on the ground, only occasionally raising their eyes, and their murderous eyes glanced at Xia Jie from time to time.

"Elder, we have brought people from the lower world." Xiang Liusan stood outside the palace and shouted loudly.

A huge suction force came from the dark hall. Xia Jie, Bai and Xuanwu were attracted by the suction force and flew into the hall.

In the dark palace, only at the end of the palace are hundreds of light pillars falling from the ceiling. In each light pillar, there is a shaman god with an ancient appearance and a body as huge as a mountain peak. Groups of colorful clouds are floating in these naked bodies.

Surrounded by the body of the Witch God, an indescribable mysterious atmosphere enveloped the hall.

Xia Jie stood quietly a dozen miles in front of these witch gods. He had to raise his head hard to see what the faces of the tallest witch gods in the middle looked like, but he could only barely take in the whole picture. These

The Witch Gods were also examining Xia Jie, and each of them had a strange meaning on their faces that Xia Jie couldn't describe. They seemed a little dissatisfied, a little sad, a little angry, and a little helpless.

After a long, long time, so long that Xia Jie seemed to be able to see time slowly passing around the bodies of these witch gods, one of the witch gods asked softly: "A person from the lower world, which family of the witch clan are you from?

A descendant of you? Without Jianmu’s protection, how did you pass through the countless layers of strong wind?"

"My name is Xia Jie, and I am a friend of the Xingtian family." Xia Jie said loudly: "As for the Gangfeng layer, I have this thing to help." He casually took out the attack machine from the bracelet.

A witch god suddenly laughed crazily, slapped his chest and said: "Friends of the Xingtian family, friends of the Xingtian family! Hahahaha, my seed is better than yours!"

A female shaman god wearing a gauze beside him glared at him impatiently and scolded: "This is a friend of your family, not a member of your family! Why are you so wordy?"

The Witch God opened his mouth wide and blinked his eyes rapidly dozens of times. Like a balloon that suddenly deflated, his whole person became a little listless. He muttered angrily: "Yes, he is a friend of the Xingtian family, not from the Xingtian family.

My descendants. Alas~~ My descendants are not living up to expectations~~~" His lament lasted for a long time, and his tone was extremely resentful. It was like the lamentation of a thousand-year-old lover ghost in hell. It echoed faintly in the hall for a long time. Listening to

De Xia Jie's hair stood on end for a while.

Another witch god slapped the ground beside him angrily, and the hall shook for a while. Xia Jie didn't check anyone, and rolled to the ground in embarrassment. The angry witch god angrily yelled: "What does it mean that the descendants are not living up to their expectations? No matter how hard they live up to their expectations, they will not be able to live up to their expectations.

What method? Huh, Xia Jie, what is this? How did I get you to come here?"

Xia Jie explained in detail what an attack aircraft was and how it could defend against the energy flow of the Gangfeng layer.

The largest witch god sitting in the middle frowned in surprise: "Is there such a thing? Can those worm-like people create such treasures? Well, you think, if there are many, many of these

This thing is called an attack aircraft, isn’t it..."

Xia Jie's eyesight went dark, and his ears were blocked by an invisible force. These shamans and gods were arguing about something, and simply used their divine power to block Xia Jie's five senses. After they finished arguing, Xia Jie then

After returning to normal, Xia Jie, who was sulky in his heart, glanced helplessly at these unreasonable witch gods and could only endure his anger. Great witches are unreasonable to begin with, let alone these witch gods and their ancestors?

The ascended ancestor of the Xingtian family just now coughed and said kindly: "Xia Jie, we just made a summary. You give this thing to the current king and let him act according to the plan inside. Well, this is a rare occurrence in ten thousand years.

What a great time!”

The faces of all the witch gods were so mysterious. The witch god in the middle smiled sinisterly and said: "Humph, that's right. This is a good opportunity that is rare to come across in a million years."

A female witch god said in a pitiful voice: "Don't they just rely on the fact that they have more people than us, and force us to go there every time when we suffer hardships and death? Hum!"

A small piece of black jade, no more than the size of a palm, floated in front of Xia Jie. The witch god in the middle said solemnly: "Xia Jie, take this jade piece and hand it to King Xia in the lower realm." He said solemnly to Xia Jie:

"You must not miss anything, understand?" The divine light from his eyes shone on Xia Jie's body, making Xia Jie breathless.

Xia Jie responded with difficulty: "Here!"

The witch gods laughed with satisfaction, murmured a few words in a low voice, called Xiang Liusan outside the hall, and carried Xia Jie out.

Before Xia Jie could understand what was going on, he had been violently stuffed into the attack aircraft by Xiang Liusan, and together with the attack aircraft, Xiang Liusan casually threw him into the dark space like a child throwing stones.

passage and quickly rushed back to the lower realm.

He left quickly and came back quickly, everything was like a dream.
Chapter completed!