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The dark night was illuminated by a dazzling sword carrying the Tai Chi Qi.

The witch's sunken eyes were filled with disdain and ridicule, and it was her arrogance that prevented her from noticing a faint hint of bright red light accompanying the sword.

When the sword was about to approach, the witch raised her bony hand nonchalantly, trying to grab the hilt of the sword, which meant that she had touched something related to the dragon vein.

What she never expected was that the sword did not stop as she expected because of the powerful internal energy in her body.

The eyes that were originally full of confidence widened into copper bells in disbelief the moment the sword pierced through her chest like a ghost.

"How...how...how is it possible?"

Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu, on the contrary, were calm, as if they had already anticipated that the witch was not an iron wall.

The sword that passed through the chest automatically returned to Gong Chenyu's hand.

Nan Mo also slowly landed at this time. When her toes touched the ground, an invisible Tai Chi Bagua formation spread out from her toes.

Her phoenix eyes swept over the bats flying in the sky, and she opened her red lips slightly, "Break!"

All of a sudden.

All the bats flew away and fell to the ground one after another and died.

The witch's eyes were full of ferocity. "How is it possible? My Tai Chi technique is the purest... the purest... puff..."

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with his festering legs.

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…”

She roared unwillingly. She was so close, so close that she could truly be resurrected from her dry bones and flesh, instead of just being a broken body.

Nan Mo looked calm, "Old witch, I don't deny that the Tai Chi techniques of the modern headquarters belong to your Sun family's lineage and are the purest, but you forgot that you are not in the modern era now."

After a pause, she suddenly leaned forward slightly and said meaningfully, "Do you want to know why this sword can pass through your body?"

The witch, who was still furious, heard Nan Mo's words, and her eyes suddenly became as sharp as knives.

She was well aware that her attainments in Tai Chi were unmatched, and she still had the inherited power of a witch in her body. Even if this power had changed in quality, it was still not something that any random person could get close to.

Her voice was a little hoarse and weak. "How on earth did you do it? Even Shen Hanyan doesn't have such a skill!"

Nan Mo's lips curled up slightly, "I won't tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Chenyu suddenly swung out the sword in his hand, making a big spin around the witch's neck.

"boom!"

Following this sound, the witch's extremely ugly head fell to the ground.

A pair of sunken eyes stared in disbelief.

Leaving behind was a rotting body with dry bones, struggling raised hands, and two legs kneeling on the ground shaking like a sieve.

There was also the dim smoke all around, which seemed to swallow people up and gave off a strange smell. The air was suddenly filled with a sense of oppression that made people suffocate.

Gong Chenyu raised his hand and retracted the sword.

His peach blossom eyes were filled with surprise, "Even so, she is not completely dead yet?"

Nan Mo looked at the smoke surrounding the witch's body with her phoenix eyes. After a moment of silence, she said, "Wait a little longer. The smoke is not as thick as it was at the beginning. If you want the witch to die completely, the evil spirit must be completely purified."

It was confirmed that the witch was unable to resist because she was stabbed with a sword and her head was chopped off, and the smoke was slowly turning from dark to light.

Nan Mo came to Shen Hanyan in an instant, "Big Chief, how is my mother?"

The big chieftain, holding a bronze mirror in one hand, with the mirror facing himself, and a whisk in the other, looked very unhappy.

He swung the whisk in his hand, and as a strand of whisker fell off, he threw the bronze mirror in his hand into the air.

At the moment the bronze mirror fell, he bit his finger and a drop of blood dripped onto the surface of the bronze mirror.

At the same time, the fallen whisk had been entangled on the bronze mirror without anyone noticing.

When the bronze mirror, the whisk and the blood meet.

"cough……"

Shen Hanyan, who had been in a coma, suddenly coughed, but still did not wake up.

"Mother..."

"Pfft!"

The big toast spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Big toast..."

Gong Chenyu stepped forward and supported the trembling chieftain.

"Oh!"

Then there was another loud bang.

The chief chief suddenly looked at the altar, and when he saw that the special candlestick had moved from under the stone statue to the middle of all the candlesticks, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. The smoke that had just enveloped the witch had already turned transparent and dissipated.

The loud noise was caused by the witch's body exploding into pieces at the moment when the evil spirit was completely purified.

"It's done."

The sudden voice of the chief chieftain made Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu come back to their senses and look over instantly.

"What the chief chieftain means is that the evil spirits have been completely purified and the witch is completely dead?"

The chieftain's eyes were filled with gratitude. "Thank you very much to the Goddess and the Dragon Vein Lord for your help. This is how Butterfly Valley finally got back on track."

Thinking that the witch was a spirit traveling through time and space, Nan Mo asked hurriedly, "Has the chieftain confirmed that the witch's soul has also died? Will she return to her original world?"

"Don't worry, from the moment she entered the witch's body, she couldn't go back. Her soul was contaminated by the power of the Butterfly Valley. When her body exploded, her soul was also reduced to ashes."

After getting a positive answer, Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu finally felt relieved.

The chief chief staggered to the altar and touched the special candlestick in the middle.

All of a sudden.

The oppressive atmosphere just emitted by the dark smoke disappeared without a trace. At the same time, Nan Mo clearly noticed that many formations around him were also changing.

The dog suddenly sent a message: [Master... Master... The magnetic field of the entire Butterfly Valley has finally returned to normal. We don't have to be restricted anymore.]

Hearing this, Nan Mo took out a special porcelain bottle from the space, came to the chieftain and handed it over.

"This is?"

"A secret medicine that can heal the big toast's internal injuries."

The big toast opened the bottle cap in surprise, and a refreshing feeling came over him. His first feeling was that this medicine was the best of the best.

He quickly closed the lid and put the medicine bottle into his arms, "I will not be polite to you, young lady."

Nan Mo said calmly, "When will my mother wake up?"

The chief chieftain lowered his eyes for a moment, "I dare not hide it from you, young lady. You will wake up in seven days. Just now, the witch started the spell of self-eating. Even if I stopped it in time, it still caused some damage to your mother."

"What damage?" Nan Mo's voice sounded a little nervous.

Gong Chenyu, who was standing next to her, took her hand and held their fingers tightly.

The chief chieftain continued, "Young lady, you also know that your mother's body has long been depleted due to the curse, leaving only a shell of flesh and blood. The reason why this shell of flesh and blood has been able to appear in the prime of life for so long is also because of the curse.

Although the activation of the spell of self-eating did not cause her body to explode, it would still damage her consciousness. So what I want to say is that you should be mentally prepared. When your mother wakes up in seven days, she may not remember you and your family. "

Nan Mo frowned, "You mean, my mother will lose her memory?"

The chieftain nodded. "At the very least, he will lose his memory. At the worst, he will become an idiot."