Cultivator Returns to the City

Seeing this scene, the severely injured witch priests standing outside the gloomy altar couldn't help but their eyes widened, their faces were full of shock, and they were a little bit panicked.

After a tugging to widen the passage, the huge arm grabbed the other side of the passage again, and continued to yank...

At the same time, a very terrifying aura came out from that passage, and even the witch priests felt trembling in their hearts!

"This, this is..."

Several witch sacrifices desperately resisted the pressure of the powerful aura, their bodies couldn't help trembling slightly, their eyes were staring at the extremely thick arm, obviously very shocked.

Boom~!

At this time, there was another loud roar, the passage trembling violently again, and the exit was once again pulled wider by the giant arm.

However, at this moment, the holy axe, which had been suppressed by the power of the dark altar, seemed to sense the lonely, cold, terrifying and powerful aura from that passage, and it suddenly buzzed. There was a violent tremor.

Immediately afterwards, the holy axe suddenly released a burst of light, releasing a burst of strong profound light, dazzling, so that the stunned witch sacrifices could not help subconsciously closing their eyes slightly.

The next moment, after the profound light faded away, a stalwart figure suddenly appeared on the side of the holy axe.That figure was extremely tall and majestic, at least no less than a kilometer in height, almost breaking through the high dome above the Witch Palace.

The face of that figure looked exceptionally rough and wild, full of wild aura.However, his figure looked very illusory and unreal.

But the breath released from him was very terrifying, it was like a mountain whirling a tsunami that swept across the sky.

"Roar!"

The phantom suddenly roared with open mouth and hair, all hair and beard, there was a kind of majesty and domineering aura that didn't anger or pretend.

As soon as his right hand grasped the holy axe handle on one side, a pair of sun and moon-like tiger eyes stared at the huge arm protruding from the passage of the dark altar below.

The next moment, the holy axe in his hand immediately swept towards that huge arm...

When the witch priests standing outside the gloomy altar looked at the huge phantom that suddenly appeared, they trembled all over, and there was a flush of excitement on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, several witch sacrifices knelt and worshiped at the phantom in the air almost at the same time!

"Witch, witch god..."

The witch priests cried out with trembling lips.Their voices were full of unbelievable and ecstatic trills.

Just as the stalwart phantom above the dark altar was slashed down with an axe, a roar of anger suddenly came out from the passage on the dark altar.

Immediately afterwards, that huge arm fiercely grabbed towards the phantom.

'Huh!'

As the profound light flashed in the air, the holy axe in Xuying's hand suddenly collided with the giant palm that had grasped it.

'boom!'

Suddenly, a loud noise resounded through the entire witch hall.

The two tyrannical forces collided with each other, and immediately formed a violent wave of air surging violently, sweeping in all directions...

Bang!Bang bang bang!

The witch sacrifices who were kneeling on the ground and worshiping the phantom were immediately shattered by the surging aftermath, and the bodies of several people burst directly, turning into masses of blood mist and disappeared.

At the same time, the violent impact force also completely shattered the entire witch hall. Under a bang, the walls of the surrounding witch hall, and even the mountains on the back were shattered and peeled off. , Aroused a large cloud of smoke and dust.

And many half-witch warriors guarding outside the witch hall were also shattered by the sudden impact force, and even before a scream was made, it became a patch of blood...

The sudden change in Sacred Axe Mountain once again caused those half-witches in Anyi City to exclaim.Everyone stared blankly at the collapse of the entire witch hall on Holy Axe Mountain,

They don't even know what happened.For all this, I can only stare blankly, at a loss.

However, after that, the half-witches in the entire Anyi city immediately felt a sense of it. More precisely, it should be two majestic and violent terrifying coercion coming from the direction of the collapsed Sacred Axe Mountain.

Under these two pressures, all the half-witches in the entire Anyi city immediately felt a sense of dullness and depression that was almost unbreathable.

There is also a faint urge to kneel down and worship...

"That, that is..."

As the smoke and dust of Sacred Ax Mountain dissipated slightly, the half-witches in Anyi City looked at the sacred phantom that appeared on the collapsed Sacred Ax Mountain, which was more than a thousand meters high, and they were shocked and shocked.

Especially when they saw the giant axe held by the phantom's right hand, many people couldn't help but tremble and cried out: "Witch, God of Wizard?!"

"Then, is that really the wizard god?"

Those half-witches immediately knelt down for a large area, and worshipped the ghostly shadow of the witch god who held the holy axe on the holy axe mountain.

Even many old and weak women and children who originally hid at home ran out of the house one after another, kneeling in the direction of the phantom of the wizard god...

However, some half-witches noticed that the shaman god phantom on Holy Axe Mountain was wrestling with a huge ferocious arm.

The giant palm of that arm exudes a thick, dense and gloomy light, and it firmly resists the holy axe swung by the shaman god phantom.

Under the urging of the shadow of the shaman god, the holy axe burst into strong and dazzling profound light, and constantly collided fiercely with the dense and gloomy light of the giant palm.

Such a sight made the half-witches in Anyi city dumbfounded and at a loss.

Especially under the huge arm, there was a thick mist of the forest, and there was such a faint dark red aura, revealing a strange, cold, and rugged feeling.

"What the hell is going on? The witch god appears, but what is that huge arm? It's actually competing with the ghost of the witch god!"

Some half-witches stared at the situation of Holy Axe Mountain and couldn't help but cried out in surprise.

However, no one could answer his question at this moment. Everyone around him was just like him, staring blankly at everything on the Holy Axe Mountain.

The contest between the witch god phantom and that huge arm is still stalemate.

However, it is obvious that the power of the witch god phantom seems to be a little vacant and unstable. Under the agitation of the power of both sides, the illusory figure floats slightly... (to be continued.)