Wang Xuanyang was slightly stunned. As long as he wanted, he could easily master the origin of the witch in front of him, so that he could have a strong wizard as a witch slave?

But, is it really that simple?

Wang Xuanyang felt very strange.

A flash of splendor flashed in his eyes, and a finger pointed at the middle of his eyebrows. An eyeball appeared, emitting an indescribable strange fluctuation. This was the fluctuation of the origin of the Witch God. Gradually, this fluctuation became stronger and stronger, and it would be better to turn into a vortex and convey a strong devouring force.

The origin of the witch was quickly enveloped by this vortex.

When the origin of this witch was completely merged with the origin of the witch god in the eyes of Chaos, Wang Xuanyang found that there was a strange connection between himself and the chief palace guardian witch in the distance, as if there was an invisible link. The most peculiar thing was that through this invisible link, he developed an indescribable sense of control, as if he could control the other party's life as long as he had a thought.

"Is this the witch slave contract?"

Wang Xuanyang took a deep breath and felt very strange.

It is so easy to turn the chief temple guardian witch into his own witch slave?

Could it be that these old guys really have no hostility towards them?

As soon as this thought arose, Wang Xuanyang shook his head. No matter what, he turned them all into witch slaves. Only when there is no threat to him is the safest one.

"Sangqi, you asked others to send the origin of the witch here."

Wang Xuanyang's thought moved and directly issued an order to the chief palace guardian witch through the invisible bond.

In the distance, thirteen powerful wizards were floating, emitting unparalleled power.

Suddenly, the chief palace guardian witch Sangqi was shocked and a look of struggle appeared on his face. However, in just a moment, he returned to normal. He looked at Wang Xuanyang, who was sitting on the ant king in the distance, and became extremely awe-inspiring.

"You, you have become the witch slave of the Son of the Witch God?"

The people next to him also felt the change of Sangqi's aura and asked tentatively.

"I have become the master's witch slave. You should quickly dedicate your witch origin!"

The chief temple guardian witch Sangqi said lightly, when he spoke the word "master", he looked extremely pious, just as if Wang Xuanyang was his only faith.

Many of the strongest wizards present showed a look of struggle on their faces. Although they had agreed, they still resisted a little. After all, it was so painful to become someone else's witch slaves and live or die.

"What are you waiting for? Only the master can save the witch clan and allow us to break the curse of death on our bodies."

Sanchi shouted softly.

They were all shocked, yes, so what if they don’t become witch slaves, how long will it take for them to live?

And, what about the witch clan?

Now it is a life-and-death crisis. As the most powerful wizards, they have the responsibility to maintain the fate of the witch clan. If they can save the witch clan, what is the sacrificing themselves to break the fate of the witch clan?

Almost at the same time, the origin of the twelve witches flew out.

At this time, Wang Xuanyang already knew that these old guys really hoped to save the witch clan.

However, he still signed a contract with the witch slaves one by one with the origin of the Witch God, and completely grasped their life and death.

So, Wang Xuanyang easily got thirteen witch slaves in a way that even he couldn't believe?

Moreover, these thirteen witch slaves are not ordinary slaves, but have the most powerful wizard that is comparable to the peak talisman sect. They belong to the most peak power in the witch clan.

It can be said that mastering thirteen strong wizards is equivalent to mastering the entire witch clan.

Wang Xuanyang suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart. Perhaps it was not a bad thing to master the witch clan himself!

In addition to the thirteen most powerful wizards, how many advanced wizards are there in the witch clan?

What a powerful force this is?

Now it is in my own hands.

However, what he followed was distress. He really had no way to save the witch clan?

Mountain village.

Wang Xuanyang returned here again with the Thirteen Supreme Wizard. Since these old guys have become their own witch slaves, there is no need to hide.

Qi'er and uncle also came out of the Witch God Tower.

In the humble lobby of my uncle's house, Wang Xuanyang sat in the main seat, while the thirteen most powerful wizards stood respectfully, even more loyal than the most loyal slave.

Now even if Wang Xuanyang asked them to die now, they would not frown. This is the horror of the witch slave contract.

"Although I have mastered the Witch God Tower, there is no way to block the chaotic power of the Witch God's ruins."

Wang Xuanyang looked at their eager gaze and shook his head and said.

"Master, you are the son of the Witch God and the character in the Witch God's prophecy. Only you can lead our Witch Clan out of the predicament."

However, these old guys were so determined that Wang Xuanyang was the savior of the witch clan.

Wang Xuanyang had a headache. These old guys are so stubborn!

He had already learned many secrets from these old guys, such as the twelve light pillars, called the light of the Witch God, forming a barrier to the chaotic power in the Witch God waste.

In fact, there is also information about this in the memory of the witch god's remnant soul, but the problem is that these twelve witch temples and even the lights of the witch god were not arranged by the witch god, and they already existed when the witch god came to this world.

It can be said that even if the witch god is reborn, there is probably no way to stop it.

After the Witch God mastered the Dutian Witch Realm, he established the powerful Dutian God Sect based on this world.

As the witch god fell, the Dutian Divine Sect disappeared, and even the Dutian Witch Realm was closed. The Dutian Divine Sect's sect who lived in the Dutian Witch Realm completely lost contact with the outside world. Thousands of years have passed, and the remaining sects of the Dutian Divine Sect have formed the current witch tribe.

However, what happened during this period actually caused the witch clan to be cursed. It was only a hundred years old, and its cultivation level could never break through to the legendary level, and it would never leave this world.

The most important thing is that there are still some realm spirits in the Dutian Witch Realm that allow foreign talismans to enter and exit freely every 108 years. Moreover, during this period, the chaotic power in the ruins of the Witch God will also disappear.

All signs indicate that after the fall of the Witch God, some kind of drastic change should have occurred in the Dutian Witch Realm.

Moreover, this drastic change made it even unknown whether the witch god's soul in the Witch God's Tower. After all, for thousands of years, the witch god's soul has been in a deep sleep so that the witch god's soul will not dissipate too quickly.

"If the power in the ruins of the Witch God cannot be blocked, then you can only find an exit from this world. However, the Witch Clan has more than one million people. Even if it finds an exit, it will be too difficult to get out for a while. What's more, if the exit is so easy to find, the Witch Clan will not be trapped in this world for so long."

Wang Xuanyang's heart moved and he shook his head.

At this moment, a figure rushed in in a hurry. It was the ninth-level wizard old man stationed in the village before. As soon as he came in, he panicked: "Report to the noble son of the witch god, I just got the news that the witch god barrier has completely disappeared, and the chaotic power in the ruins of the witch god has spread out."

"What?"

"Why is it so fast? Oh my God, is it going to destroy my witch clan?"

"what to do?"

These old guys were in panic.

"Quiet."

Wang Xuanyang shouted softly, and immediately calmed the thirteen supreme wizards. Although they were anxious, they did not dare to show any of them in front of Wang Xuanyang.

The ninth-level wizard old man was shocked when he saw this scene. Although the son of the Witch God was extremely noble, it was able to make the thirteen noble temple guarding gods so respectful, which showed the extraordinaryness of the son of the Witch God.

"I ask you, how fast does the power of chaos spread?"

Wang Xuanyang asked the key point.

If the diffusion speed is too fast, even if I have a solution, it will probably be too late.

"The noble son of the witch god, the chaotic power did not spread quickly. It was estimated that in one hour, it would spread a hundred meters. However, the area covered by the chaotic power was completely transformed into ruins, and all the plants and trees were withered and died."

The old wizard of level nine hurriedly said respectfully.

"One hour is 100 meters, that is, it spreads about 2,000 meters a day, which is four miles. Fortunately, the diffusion speed is not very fast."

Wang Xuanyang thought about it and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The area of ​​Dutian Witch Realm is still very large. Although it is not as good as a state, it still has tens of thousands of miles in a radius. If the area inside the ruins of the Witch God is removed, there will be a span of nearly ten thousand miles around. At the current diffusion speed, it will take at least several years for the chaotic power to completely spread the entire world.

It seems like a long time, but it is still in danger.

As the power of chaos spreads, the witch people must migrate to the edge.

This problem must be solved two years ago, otherwise the witch clan will have no place to survive.
Chapter completed!