Witchcraft failed, three dragons slashed with holy arrows

The Nine Great Shamans stopped simultaneously, fear surfacing in their eyes.

They all looked at Mo Yi Boxiong at the same time, not daring to continue bowing!

Mo Yi Boxiong frowned; he had naturally noticed the anomaly, and at this moment, his brow was also tightly furrowed.

But people are like that: once they have invested a lot in something, it is very difficult to make them stop.

"Everyone, since this person is a Child of Destiny, it is natural for him to be protected by the Heavenly Dao, and it is reasonable for his Lifespan to far exceed that of ordinary people!"

"Are you really willing to give up the three thousand years of Lifespan you just lost?"

"The further we go, the more it becomes a test of perseverance; whoever can persevere to the end will be the victor!"

Mo Yi Boxiong looked at the Nine Great Shamans and spoke calmly.

The Nine Great Shamans exchanged glances; although there was fear in their eyes, just as Mo Yi Boxiong said, they were also filled with unwillingness!

The Nine Great Shamans looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and slowly nodded.

They bowed again to Zhou Yuan's statue, gritting their teeth with each bow.

With each successive bow, the Nine Great Shamans grew increasingly aged; their once rosy faces were now covered in wrinkles like old tree bark.

In a flash, after each of them bowed ten more times, one Great Shaman screamed, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and fell backward!

This Great Shaman died, his Lifespan completely exhausted!

The remaining Eight Great Shamans were now all white-haired, with an aura of decay emanating from them.

The remaining Eight Great Shamans looked at each other, and their eyes were now filled with terror.

What kind of monster is this? Forty bows from nine people, equivalent to thirty-six thousand years of Lifespan.

The other party is only at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm; how could he possess so much Lifespan?

Is it because he is a Child of Destiny that the Witchcraft Lineage's Lifespan-stealing ritual is ineffective against him?

Not only were the remaining Eight Great Shamans suspicious, but Mo Yi Boxiong also thought the same.

He didn't believe that anyone's Lifespan could reach such a terrifying extent.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Mo Yi Boxiong snorted coldly, his body directly faded, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Boom boom..."

As soon as Mo Yi Boxiong left, thunder rumbled in the sky, and bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, striking the Eight Great Shamans and also landing on all the statues!

Although the Witch Clan is special and can, to a certain extent, disrupt heavenly secrets, they still live in this world and are bound by its rules.

As the lightning struck, the Eight Great Shamans screamed repeatedly, and black smoke billowed from their bodies!

"Crack..."

Dense cracks appeared on the three statues of Zhou Yuan, and under the shocked gazes of the Eight Great Shamans, they directly shattered into powder.

The Eight Great Shamans screamed simultaneously, blood gushing from their mouths.

But just then, three faint 'cracking' sounds entered the ears of the Eight Great Shamans.

The Eight Great Shamans looked up, and couldn't help but be scared out of their wits, their gallbladders shattered.

They saw a small crack appearing on each of the Three Witch Kings' statues.

Although this crack was not large, it extended from the Witch King's foot to his head, as if the Three Witch Kings had been split open.

"No..."

The Eight Great Shamans simultaneously let out terrified screams; they hadn't expected the consequences of this ambush on the Child of Destiny to be so severe.

Just then, figures appeared in the distance; these people were dressed rather strangely, and their faces were painted with colorful oil.

This group of people belonged to the Witchcraft Lineage and were the descendants of the Nine Great Shamans.

Their faces were filled with fear, and they knelt behind the Eight Great Shamans, mumbling incantations!

Zhou Yuan naturally didn't know about the Witchcraft Lineage's affairs; he only had a feeling that a special power had locked onto him.

But this power didn't last too long before it dissipated!

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, for slaying Su Fengyun! Luck Value +199500, Lifespan +0, Cultivation Value +30000000."

"Master's first time slaying a Half-Saint, a special gift package is awarded and has been placed in the System space, along with Su Fengyun's unique skill, Wind God Slash!"

The System's voice rang in Zhou Yuan's ears; Zhou Yuan was slightly startled, it was the first time he had heard of such a reward.

He was overjoyed and quickly went to the System space to check the special gift package rewarded by the System!

As the gift package opened, Zhou Yuan was slightly startled; it was a special arrow.

He looked at the arrow, seeing countless patterns on it, intertwined as if wrapped around each other.

Zhou Yuan's gaze slowly moved towards the arrow, and then he was startled.

This arrow was actually formed by three divine dragons intertwined.

There was also a name on the arrow, which read: "Three Dragons Slaying Saint Arrow!"

Zhou Yuan's divine soul poured into it, and a piece of information instantly entered his mind; his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

It turned out that this arrow could be used three times, and after being shot, it would automatically activate the power of the three dragons within it.

This power could slay a Half-Saint, was unavoidable, and relentless.

After slaying the target, this arrow would automatically return to Zhou Yuan's side.

Zhou Yuan was overjoyed; with this item, slaying a Half-Saint was no longer a difficult task!

Zhou Yuan then quickly checked Wind God Slash, his eyes growing even brighter.

Su Fengyun had just used this move against him, and it was indeed very powerful!

In the past two years, the System had rarely rewarded the battle techniques of slain opponents, but this time it finally did again.

At the scene, because Su Fengyun had been killed, it became eerily silent, and everyone looked at Zhou Yuan with fear.

They hadn't expected Zhou Yuan to actually succeed in slaying a Saint.

Many people swallowed hard, their eyes filled with disbelief.

But the red lightning in the sky and the crying of infants in their ears all told them that this was all true!

Killing intent surged in Mo Yi Qinghe's eyes, but she didn't dare to make a move immediately.

Even she couldn't slay Su Fengyun; she knew best how terrifying a Half-Saint expert was.

She thought that Zhou Yuan had just used white flames; they had seen it once before, when a white flame ring burned a Cave Heaven Realm Peak to death!

But neither of them had paid much attention to it, because methods effective against the Cave Heaven Realm might not work against a Half-Saint.

But at this moment, she knew she was wrong; that flame was too terrifying, regardless of your cultivation, touching it meant certain death!

"He slayed a Saint, he really slayed a Saint!"

Someone mumbled to himself, his face as pale as paper.

They had actually wanted to surround and kill such a person who could slay a Half-Saint.

Thinking of this, cold sweat instantly broke out on their bodies!

How could they deal with such a person!

The two Disciples of Feng Shen Sect were already scared out of their wits; their Ancestor had actually fallen.

The two dared not linger and fled into the distance; they knew that Feng Shen Sect would likely face difficulties in the future!

Many level eight cultivation forces had long been displeased with Feng Shen Sect, but because of Su Fengyun, they could only endure it, but now it was different!