Chapter 100

"It's a pity that the true spirit of the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven airborne platform is still in the process of fitting..."

Subsequently.

Qin Mu looked at the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven airborne platform under his feet.

Because the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven is too complex, the true spirit is still in the process of fitting.

The awakening time is unknown.

Facing the Eighth Rank foreign race, for now, he can only continue to rely on the automatic enemy-killing system to deal with it.

Ancestral Witch World.

On a huge preaching mountain.

Lin Ge was wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, looking at the twelve ancestral witches in front of him.

To be precise, it is nine ancestral witches.

After this period of continuous fighting, the twelve ancestral witches...

Three have already died in battle!

In the entire Ancestral Witch World, the Witch race has also been killed and injured, with less than one in ten surviving!

But at the same time.

Of the ten invading Seventh Rank foreign races, a full seven have died!

Currently, on the Ancestral Witch land with a diameter of three thousand kilometers, only four foreign races remain!

Three Seventh Ranks, and one Eighth Rank!

However...

With the successive deaths of the foreign races, the remaining few foreign races have learned to be smart.

They have been following closely behind the Eighth Rank foreign race.

Making it so they have never had a chance to make a move.

"The foreign races are brutal, constantly destroying the world, causing the Witch race to suffer."

Lin Ge pointed to the distance and said in a deep voice: "But now the remaining four foreign races do not leave for a moment, so we must find a way to separate them from the Eighth Rank foreign race!"

The nine ancestral witches looked up one after another, with a look of determination on their faces.

To protect their Ancestral Witch World, they are willing to sacrifice everything.

Lin Ge's expression was indifferent, and he continued: "This time, one Seventh Rank ancestral witch will find a way to hold back that Eighth Rank foreign race, and the other ancestral witches... will do their best to quickly kill the Seventh Rank foreign races!"

The nine ancestral witches' bodies trembled.

But so far, this is the only way to kill these extraterrestrial demons.

For this, they have already sacrificed three ancestral witches.

Dying one more...

Is not impossible!

Soon.

The nine ancestral witches finalized the plan and the candidates.

According to Lin Ge's instructions, they attacked again, preparing to surround and kill the remaining foreign races.

This is also their first time confronting the Eighth Rank foreign race head-on.

However...

Under one punch from the Eighth Rank foreign race.

That Seventh Rank ancestral witch responsible for containment exploded and died on the spot.

Without any power to fight back.

It didn't even manage to contain it for a second.

Such a terrifying scene scared Lin Ge so much that his face changed drastically.

He quickly transmitted: "Plan cancelled! All retreat! Stay away from the Eighth Rank foreign race!!"

The remaining ancestral witches can be said to be all his hope.

If they all die here...

His assessment this time will also be declared a failure!

"I didn't expect the Eighth Rank foreign race to be so terrifying!"

"There must be other ways, right, find the weakness! The Eighth Rank foreign race must have a weakness!"

After seeing the remaining eight ancestral witches retreat safely.

Lin Ge's mind left the Ancestral Witch World.

Returned to Examination Hall No. 87, and began to ponder carefully.

"To defeat the Eighth Rank, either achieve the Eighth Rank, or use its weakness..."

Achieving the Eighth Rank is simply too difficult.

Almost impossible.

He began to think about the various weaknesses of the foreign races described in the textbooks.

Immortal Martial World.

The world that was originally full of immortal cultivators is now a mess.

The foreign races are constantly chasing and killing the immortal cultivators.

Destroying the world into pieces.

And in a hidden Dao Palace.

Li Mingyi looked at the nine major chief disciples who were dejected and ashen-faced in front of him.

His brows were tightly locked.

Just now...

They also witnessed the terrifying strength of the Eighth Rank foreign race.

In the blink of an eye, it killed one of his Seventh Rank disciples.

Without any power to fight back.

"It was hard to kill the foreign races until only four were left, I didn't expect the Eighth Rank foreign race to be so terrifying."

Li Mingyi sighed long.

The strength of the Eighth Rank foreign race made him almost desperate.

"Must find its weakness..."

Subsequently.

His mind also temporarily withdrew from the Immortal Martial World and returned to reality.

Began to ponder how to kill this Eighth Rank foreign race! ===== CHAPTER 102 =====