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Chapter 835: The Witches of the Witch Race

Jiuding Academy, outside the capital, there is a three-way intersection, and several young women are walking on the road.

Several women looked happy and talked to each other, making crisp laughs.

"Little Demon, in the past few months, your progress has been too great. You have actually reached the realm of a great star master."

"Yes, with your qualifications, you are simply a cultivation genius who has not seen for a hundred years."

"Yes, yes, yes, I can guarantee that Xiao Yao's future achievements are absolutely limitless."

Several young women all complimented at a girl in purple.

The girl in purple has a beautiful appearance, with dark eyebrows and clear eyes, delicate facial features, and her skin looks like snow-white porcelain. She is Mo Xiaoyao.

After hearing the words of several companions, Mo Xiaoyao immediately smiled and shook his head: "My achievements are really nothing. I heard that Ouyang Xingchen has already cultivated to the realm of Star Emperor."

At the end of Mo Xiaoyao's speech, a strong sense of confidence suddenly shot out from his eyes: "But give me enough time, I believe that Mo Xiaoyao can surpass Ouyang Xingchen in the future, hehe."

"Well, Xiao Yao, we sisters all believe in you!"

Several other young women nodded quickly with a smile.

And just then!

Swish swish swish swish!

Several people wearing witch robes and cloaks immediately rushed out of the dense forest on the left side of the road and surrounded Mo Xiaoyao and others.

"People from the Witch Clan!"

Mo Xiaoyao's pretty face turned cold and he stared at these cloaked men!

"I have a good vision, but I actually know our origin. Mo Xiaoyao, please follow us."

He made a harsh voice for a cloaked man: "Mo Xiaoyao, don't worry, we just want to deal with your cousin Bai Susu, and we won't do anything to you."

"You damn witch people!"

Mo Xiaoyao immediately guessed the purpose of these witch people, and his eyes suddenly became chilled!

Next moment!

Whoosh!

The star energy in Mo Xiaoye's body exploded, and his body suddenly shot out, attacking these witch tribes!

"A great star master is too weak, haha."

He smiled gently for the cape man and shook his head.

Immediately, the man who was cloaked raised his hand and waved it, and a witch light suddenly appeared, turning into a net, directly covering Mo Xiaoyao.

With a thought for the cloaked man, the light net directly enveloped Mo Xiaoyao, and then returned to his side and landed on the ground.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyao closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

"Little Demon!"

The other young women changed their faces and stared at Mo Xiaoyao with concern!

"I won't kill you today. Here is a letter. You can take it back to Bai Susu. Remember, this matter must be kept confidential. If the great figures of Jiuding Academy know about it, Mo Xiaoyao's life will be gone."

He left a letter for the cloaked man, and then went straight to the air with several other cloaked man.

Jiuding Academy.

Several young women entered the courtyard where Bai Susu lived and found Bai Susu, and said in panic: "Bai Susu, something big is wrong, Mo Xiaoyao was captured."

Immediately, a young woman took out a letter and handed it to Bai Susu: "This is the letter that those people asked me to give you."

Bai Susu's face changed, and she quickly tore open the envelope and read it carefully.

After reading, Bai Susu's pretty face suddenly covered with frost: "The Witch Clan is this damn Witch Clan again!"

"Su Su, I'll look at this letter."

Beside her, the smile on Su Ming's face disappeared, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

If it was someone else's business, Su Ming would not care.

However, this matter is related to Mo Xiaoyao, so Su Ming cannot stand by and watch.

Su Ming was very grateful to Mo Xiaoyao.

Because, when he first entered Jiuding Academy, Mo Xiaoyao was kind to him.

Su Ming is a grateful person.

Bai Susu heard this and handed the letter to Su Ming.

"It doesn't matter if you are a witch or a dog. You all have to die!"

After reading the contents on the letter, Su Ming suddenly shot out a terrible murderous intent in his eyes!

"Su Su, let's go with you!"

Su Ming pulled Bai Susu and left Jiuding Academy directly.

Hundreds of miles south of the royal capital, there is a Panyun Mountain.

Panyun Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist all day long and the ghost energy is lush. It is a famous ghost mountain. Ordinary hunters regard it as an ominous place and dare not enter it at all.

On this day, two strangers came to the foot of Panyun Mountain.

A young man in white and a woman in blue are Su Ming and Bai Susu.

"This is Panyun Mountain. Susu, don't worry, we will definitely be able to rescue the little demon."

Su Ming looked at Bai Susu's pale face, patted Bai Susu's shoulders gently, and comforted him.

"Um!"

Bai Susu looked at Su Ming, squeezed a smile on her face, and nodded slightly.

Immediately, the two of them followed a small path at the foot of the mountain and entered Panyun Mountain directly.

A huge altar was built on Panyun Mountain, on the side of the mountain.

Next to the altar, dozens of strangely shaped stone houses were built.

In a stone house, there was a thin man wearing a witch robe and a cloak sitting cross-legged.

In front of this person, there is a white bead that is the size of a palm.

At this moment, a scene appeared on this bead.

In the scene, there are two young men and women walking on Panyun Mountain, which are Su Ming and Bai Susu.

"Bai Susu, you are really here. Do you think you can rescue your cousin with a boy? Haha."

The skinny man with cloak smiled and shook his head.

Judging from the boy in white, he should be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

No matter how talented such a person is, he cannot be much stronger. The thin cloaked man is not worried about any accidents.

The next moment, the thin cloaked man stood up, walked straight out of the stone house, and came to the huge altar.

There was a person tied to the bottom of the altar, and it was Mo Xiaoyao!

"You witch clan scum, hurry up and let your aunt go, otherwise you will die without a place to bury!"

Mo Xiaoyao struggled desperately, glaring at the thin cloaked man!

"Mo Xiaoyao, don't struggle. Your cousin Mo Xiaoyao has entered the mountain. Today, you will all die. I will sacrifice you to the great Lord Witch Emperor."

The skinny man with cloak smiled and shook his head.

"Mo Xiaoyao, Lord Wu Yun is a powerful man who has reached the ninth-level star emperor. Don't fantasize that your cousin can save you! Hahaha!"

At this moment, everyone around the thin cloaked man laughed: "A powerful man from the ninth-level star emperor took action personally. Even if your cousin has awakened the bloodline of Tianfeng and used the ancient secret techniques of your Tianfeng clan, you will only have a dead end today."

"In the Great Xia Dynasty, no one except those immortals could be the opponent of Lord Wuyun!"

And at this moment, two figures directly reflected in everyone's eyes, Su Ming and Bai Susu.
Chapter completed!
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