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    No sooner had she asked this than she got the answer for herself, a name came to mind – Xu Qi’an!

    Looking at the nine states, the only character who had a grudge against the Witch God Cult and had grown to the point where even the Witch God couldn’t be suppressed was that newly promoted First Grade Martial Artist.

    Dongfang Wanrong had seen Xu Qi’an beating down the door with her own eyes.

    “But the last time I saw him come to my door to collect a debt, he was blocked by the Grand Sorcerer.” Dongfang Wanrong expressed her doubts.

    The Great Sorcerer could still block back, not to mention that the Sorcerer God had already further broken free of the seal, and the power that could be involved up to now was far from what it could be compared to when he had initially broken free of the seal.

    With the Sorcerer God and the Grand Sorcerer sitting in Jing Shan City, even if Xu Qi’an was a first-rate martial artist, he shouldn’t have caused the Grand Sorcerer to be so scornful.

    “Moreover, a while ago I heard Elder Udabota say that the wulf had already left the sea.” Another person said.

    This ruled out the possibility that the enemy was Xu Qi’an.

    It was also true that a First Grade Martial Artist was nothing more than that, and it was indeed lofty to them, but it might not necessarily be that strong to Sorcerer Gods and Grand Sorcerers.

    If the enemy was Xu Qi’an, it shouldn’t be moving like this.

    “Could it be ……. Buddha?”

    A wizard offered a bold guess.

    No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw the hooded heads around him screw up, a pair of eyes looking straight at him.

    The expressions of my fellow students were probably “Don’t be ridiculous”, “Good point”, “Crow’s mouth”, “Crazy! “etc.”.

    “But if it wasn’t Buddha, who could make the Sorcerer God and the Great Sorcerer so fearful.” Dongfang Wanrong said softly.

    A few months ago, the matter of the Great Feng Transcendent Powerhouse and the Buddhist Sect battling in Alanta had long since traveled back to the Witch God Sect.

    It is said that Buddha broke free of the seal before the Witch God.

    As much as the practitioners of the Witch System don’t like to admit it, it seems that the Buddha is a bit stronger than the Witch God.

    No one spoke for a while, and the wizards around them didn’t look too good.

    After an interval, a wizard whispered to himself:

    “The Grand Sorcerer has summoned us to gather in Jing Shan City to help the Sorcerer God resist the Buddha?”

    In that case, there are bound to be a lot of deaths and injuries.

    When all the wizards were in a flurry of thoughts, either frightened or scared, the great wizard Saren Agu, who was sitting on top of the altar next to the sculpture of the God of Witchcraft, suddenly stood up.

    Beside him, the Rain Master, Nalan Tianlu, and the two Spiritual Wisdom Masters, Ilbu and Udabota, then stood up and stood side by side with the Grand Sorcerer, and the four Transcendents of the Witch God Cult looked to the south at the same time, that is, behind the sorcerers.

    “It’s hilarious.”

    A clear voice rang out, echoing in the darkness of the night.

    The two sisters, Dongfang Wanrong and Dongfang Wanqing, changed their faces, this voice was incomparably familiar, they had heard it more than once.

    The sorcerers looked back and saw a young man clad in indigo robes stepping into the air under the silver full moon.

    Xu Qi’an!

    It’s really him …….. Dongfang Wanrong expression slightly stagnant, never thought that, let the great sorcerer so scorned, so the people, actually really is Xu Qi’an?

    She looked at her sister again and realized that her sister’s expression was similar to her own, one of shock tinged with bewilderment.

    Xu Qi’an? Thousands of wizards turned their heads in unison and looked at the sky behind them, seeing the young man towering above them.

    Who doesn’t recognize this legendary martial artist in Kyushu today?

    However, it would actually be him, the enemy that made the Sorcerer God and the Grand Sorcerer so fearful that they didn’t hesitate to summon all the sorcerers to gather at Jing Shan City was actually Xu Qi’an.

    Does he deserve it?

    A first-rate martial artist can force our Witch God Cult to this extent?

    The wizards did not accept this fact, and while looking left and right for any other enemies that might exist, they pricked up their ears and listened silently to see what the Grand Wizard and the Legendary Wookiee would say.

    “Saren Agu, from the time I killed Jeanne d’Arc, you have been targeting me at every turn. Yesterday, I fought with Buddha at the border of Leizhou, and your Witch God Sect was still contributing to it. Have you ever thought that there will be today’s reckoning!”

    Xu Qi’an’s voice was clear and calm, ringing in the ears of every sorcerer.

    Thousands of sorcerers heard everything, and the first thing they confirmed was that Xu Qi’an was really here to take revenge, because the Grand Sorcerer had repeatedly offended him before.

    But the next words were lost on the wizards.

    What did he say? He fought with the Buddha at the border of Leizhou? Xu Qi An fought with the Buddha at the border of Leizhou? Isn t he a first grade martial artist, when was a first grade able to fight a super grade?…… Questions tumbled up in the minds of the sorcerers.

    Although First Grade powerhouses were unattainable existences in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, it was the Super Grade that was a god in people’s eyes.

    Anyone with a little insight and experience knows that there is an insurmountable chasm.

    “Rumble.”

    The night sky was dark and cloudy, covering the full moon.

    Only the Grand Sorcerer stood at the edge of the altar, opened his arms, and communicated the power of this side of heaven and earth.

    A water tank thick pillar of thunder descended and struck at the airborne martial artist, the entire heaven and earth rejecting him and resisting him, wanting to put him to death and subdue him.

    The wizards trembled under this heavenly power, but had a little more courage and confidence in their hearts.

    This is their Grand Wizard.

    The sky and earth instantly took on a blazing white color, and the thunder pillars twisted and danced wildly.

    In the face of the powerful Heavenly Punishment, Xu Qi’an raised his hand and gently grasped it, and all of a sudden, the heavens and earth reverted to darkness and the dark clouds dispersed.

    And in Xu Qi’an’s palm, there was an additional ball of thunder with an exterior arc of electricity pulsating and a blazing white core.

    “Saren Agu, now you’re worse!”

    With a grip in his palm, he extinguished the thunder ball, then, his waist and back tightened, his right arm pulled back, and his skin lit up with complicated and deep, dizzying patterns.

    The space around his fist quickly distorted, as if it could not withstand the heavy pressure and was about to shatter.

    Xu Qi’an thumped out a fist through the air, and the fist’s strength emitted an ear-piercing sonic boom.

    Takeshi’s attacks are plain and simple.

    But the wizards underneath saw with their own eyes that the space in front of the Grand Sorcerer, like a mirror, shattered, and a muffled rumbling sound came from the void.

    It was well known that a First Grade Grand Sorcerer could borrow the power of heaven and earth to defend his enemies, and was innately invincible.

    Unless an expert of the same level refined this heaven and earth, it would be very difficult to injure a great sorcerer.

    Saren Agu had used this move against Supervisor Zheng and against Wei Yuan in his peak state and had never missed.

    “Pfft ……..”

    But this time, it was as if the ability of the Sorcerer System’s First Grade Realm had failed, and Saren Agu spat out a mist of blood as his body arched and his legs slid back against the ground.

    Crimson blood hung viscously from the thick beard.

    The Grand Sorcerer’s face rapidly declined, his eyes covered in blood, like an old man who had run out of oil.

    Saren Agu sat cross-legged, gusts of blood light rising around his body, quickly pulling out the Qi that had invaded his body and repairing his injuries.

    He did not attempt to counterattack with a spell killing technique, as it was destined to fail to injure a half-step Martial God.

    There was an uproar.

    The wizards at the bottom witnessed the scene, but again, no one dared to believe the scene.

    A single punch, just one punch, heavily damaged the First Grade Sorcerer.

    Is this something a first-class martial artist can do?

    By way of example, they thought of Xu Qi’an’s words just now – I fought with the Buddha at the border of Leizhou.

    They suddenly understood, understood why the Grand Sorcerer was so scornful, this martial artist in front of them, his cultivation was powerful beyond their imagination.

    It’s only been a few months ……..

    A legend like this, since he chose to be an enemy, he should have been wiped out in the first place regardless, otherwise sooner or later it would have backfired, no, it has backfired now ………

    What realm is he in now ……..

    All sorts of thoughts welled up in the minds of the wizards.

    The Eastern sisters looked at each other in horror, both seeing fear and shock in the other’s eyes, while at the same time, Dongfang Wanrong saw the Sorcerer God beside her, shivering slightly from fear.

    After Xu Qi’an severely injured the Grand Sorcerer with one punch, he did not immediately strike and spoke in a loud voice:

    “Witch God!

    “Believe it or not, I will kill all your disciples and grandchildren with one punch!”

    As the words fell, the sculpture with the crown of thorns on its head buzzed, and an oil-thick black mist gushed out, unfolding in the high sky, forming a curtain that obscured the full moon.

    Behind the curtain opened a pair of cold eyes that watched the whole world.

    Xu Qi’an did not try to kill the thousands of sorcerers underneath, knowing that it was destined to be impossible, and as he stepped into the boundaries of Jing Shan City, this place and the heavens and earth became one with the sorcerer god.

    Trying to kill someone under the watchful eye of the Witch God was extremely difficult.

    The punch that had seriously injured Saren Agu just now had worked, and it was thought that the Sorcerer God was evaluating his battle strength.

    “The Witch God is above!”

    Thousands of wizards bowed down in worship.

    A strong sense of security surged in their hearts once again, no longer fearing the pressure of a half-step Martial God.

    “I’ll try you instead!”

    The crude martial artist had no reverence for superlative existences, the complicated and profound lines crawled all over his body once again, his skin turned blood red, his pores erupted with blood mist, and in an instant, it was as if he had become a symbol of power.

    The space around him in a ten-foot radius was violently distorted, as if it was unable to withstand his power.

    In the curtain that shrouded the sky and was as sticky as oil, nine figures were drilled out, their faces blurred, each of them filled with terrifying greatness, and their majestic auras covered the sky.

    Nine first-class martial artists.

    This was a first-rate martial artist that the Sorcerer God had killed and targeted in the past endless years.

    At this time, it was summoned by the power of the fifth grade “Blessed Sacrifice”.

    Theoretically, the Sorcerer God could also summon the Primordial Supervisor and the Ru Sheng, both of which also had extremely deep origins with Him, except that the Primordial Supervisor’s existence had been fundamentally erased by the contemporary Supervisor.

    And if you summon a Confucian saint, the Confucian saint will probably hit the “summoner” hard.

    Xu Qi’an stretched out his right arm, his palm toward the nine First Grade Martial Heroes’ Ying Souls, and gave them a firm grip.

    Boom Boom Boom …….

    The nine First Grade Martial Artists exploded one after another, reverting to pure black mist and returning to the curtain that covered the sky.

    A wulfing spirit summoned by a sorcerer only has the strength and defense of the original owner, as well as abilities below the Transcendent realm.

    There wasn’t the toughness of an immortal body, and the intent of the Harmonious Realm.

    And if it was purely just a competition of strength, Xu Qi’an, who had devoured the Divine Demon Spirit Embodiment, would be able to beat up ten first-grade martial artists.

    It was important to realize that even in the half-step Martial God realm, Xu Qi’an was one of the best, or at least Divine Shush’s power was inferior to his.

    The next moment, Xu Qi’an’s chest heard a loud “dang” sound, as if it was a clash of gold and stone.

    His chest cavity dented.

    The Witch God used the “fall” of the Nine Spirits to attack him with a spell.

    To be able to beat a half-step Martial God’s body into a raw deformation, this power was enough to heavily injure any grade.

    Worthy of being a superpin, a random spell could briefly incapacitate a pin other than a wufu ………. Xu Qi’an had a preliminary judgment of the Witch God’s power.

    It was not too far from the Buddha who had rescued Shenshu in the beginning, but not as far as the Buddha who, at this moment, had transformed into the entire Western Region.

    Snap!

    He snapped his fingers.

    In the next moment, the sticky curtain that enveloped the sky shook violently and boiled as if it had suffered a heavy blow.

    Jade Shattered!

    He returned another hundred percent of the injuries inflicted on him by the Witch God.

    The God of Witchcraft did not continue to cast the spell because it would have been returned by the Jade Shatterer, and then He would have cast the spell again, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and it would have been pointless.

    The curtain, as viscous as oil, slowly descended, enveloping the thousands of wizards around the altar.

    The Grand Wizard stood up, slowly:

    “Xu Qi’an, you can’t stop the Great Tribulation. The day the Sorcerer God breaks free from his seal is the day of the Great Tribulation.

    “You can switch to the sorcerer system so that you can shelter those around you and join forces with the sorcerer god in order to fight the other four superpowers.”

    Xu Qi’an faintly said:

    “Roll it!

    “I’m taking over the Yan Kang Jing Three Kingdoms, this is the price you Witch God Cult must pay.”

    The curtain slowly contracted back into the sculpture with the crown of thorns on its head.

    Thousands of sorcerers, including Saren Agu, Nalan Tianlu, and two Spirit Wisdom Masters, were all integrated into the Sorcerer God.

    This was the Sorcerer God’s blessing to them, saving them from the liquidation of a half-step Martial God.

    But the territory of the three kingdoms, including the city of Yasuyama, which was just a stone’s throw away, was not filled with only sorcerers, but more with ordinary people, ordinary martial artists.

    These people the Witch God cannot bless.

    The Witch God Cult was tantamount to ceding the vast northeast, and this was the price that Xu Qi’an said had to be paid.

    Of course, for the Sorcerer God, the qi had already been condensed and stored in the jade seal. The territory didn’t matter for a short time.

    When He breaks the barrier, He will be able to contain the qi and devour the boundaries of the three kingdoms.

    “Without the Witch God Cult, the three countries of Yan Kang Jing can be included in the territory of Da Feng, with these millions of people, Da Feng’s qi is bound to rise, for now, this is a good thing. Notify Huaiqing first and let her take over the three kingdoms in the shortest time possible.”

    Population means chi.

    The chi of the three Yan Kang Jing countries is gone, so the only end for them is to return to the Dae Bong, and from then on the three countries will cease to exist.

    There is a heavenly number in the underworld.

    At that moment, Xu Qi’an saw that there was still a silhouette below that hadn’t left.

    She was beautiful and shapely, and a familiar face.

    Saint Son’s old flame, Oriental Wanqing.

    Because she was a Wulf, she was not taken away by the Witch God, and at the moment was at a loss for words.

    “Bring it back to the capital and give it to Li Lingsu as a companion gift, Holy Son, you have to take care of your waist.”

    Xu Qi’an took out the fragment of the Earth Book and transmitted the message:

    [III: Gentlemen, I’m in the city of Jing Shan.]

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