With the words in the old witch master's mouth, the small pot with the size of a palm began to glow slowly.

The light is getting stronger and stronger, and it is extremely dazzling!

"Hehe, damn boy, you're still the first one who forced me to this extent! I have the Nine Li Witch Pot, a sacred weapon of the Ghost Witch Sect, but I haven't used it for many years! Today, I'll let you taste its power!"

The old witch lord had a weird smile on his face, he had shed so much blood before, it seemed that it had no effect on him at all!

The light of the small pot on the ground gradually became stronger to the extreme, and the old witch lord's face was happy, and his hands were clenched.

The small pot on the ground is also slowly rising, and it looks like it is about to rise to the palm of the old witch master's hand!

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was secretly wary in his heart.

This little pot turned out to be a threat even to him!

This little pot should at least be considered a high-grade magic weapon!

You must know that even the chalcedony sword in Ye Chen's hand is only barely a medium-grade magic weapon.

Like those talisman jade pendants before, they can only be regarded as low-grade magic weapons!

At this time, the mutation is steep!

The small pot that was about to fly into the hands of the old witch master suddenly circled in the air, as if it was determining what direction, and then, it was a faint cheering sound, like a tired bird returning to its nest, shooting towards An Yan!

Ye Chen frowned, flashed and came to An Yan's side, just about to stretch out his hand and stop the small pot.

"Ye Chen, don't!"

An Yan suddenly shook his whole body and muttered.

Ye Chen stopped his hand and was secretly on guard.

Even the small fire that incarnated dozens of meters long suddenly 'whined' and shrunk his body to the size of a palm, as if he was extremely afraid of that small pot!

Looking at the small pot that was flying closer and closer, An Yan involuntarily stretched out his hand and gently caught the small pot in mid-air.

Rumble!

A burst of fierce light spread out in an instant!

It's like a round of sun, so that everyone present doesn't dare to look at it directly!

"Treasure to the owner?"

Even Ye Chen was shocked!

In his mental memory, even in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, a situation like this would only happen when the treasure was recognized!

What the hell is going on?

The old witch master was also dumbfounded at this time!

He didn't hesitate to spend all his body's essence and blood to activate the Jiuli Witch Pot, and he actually flew to that woman by himself?

This Jiuli Witch Pot is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Ghost Witch Sect!

Only the Holy Maiden of the clan is qualified to use it!

If it weren't for the mysterious disappearance of the saint of the previous generation, where would it have come to his hands!

Even if it is in his hands, if he wants to use it, he must use the essence and blood of his whole body as a guide!

The more the old witch master thought about it, the more frightened he became!

Thinking of the psychic physique of the woman named An Yan again, I couldn't help but have a terrifying thought in my heart!

Could it be ......

This woman named An Yan turned out to be the saint chosen by the Jiuli Witch Pot?!

"Damn! I can't allow anything like this!"

The old witch lord hissed a roar from the bottom of his heart, took out two bone blades with both hands, and slammed them into his left and right shoulders, and then, a burst of obscure tones sounded in his mouth!

As this obscure tone sounded, the wounds on the bodies of the hundreds of Ghost Witch Sect disciples who were seriously injured and fell to the ground turned out to be a little bit of blood mist rising!

Those seriously injured Ghost Witch Sect disciples looked down at the wounds on their bodies one by one in horror.

The wound that had stopped the bleeding burst open again, and traces of blood kept coming out, forming drops of blood!

Those blood beads did not fall towards the ground, but slowly rose into the air, and floated towards the old witch lord in unison!

And the old witch master slowly stretched out his arms, letting those blood beads fly in, from the wounds on his shoulders, slowly merging into his body!

Hundreds of Ghost Witch Sect disciples watched in despair as their blood was draining and gradually losing their vitality, while the old witch master was becoming more and more energetic and imposing!

The old witch master actually used the method of absorbing the blood of hundreds of disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect to improve his strength!

The disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect were angry in their hearts and wanted to get up and resist, but they were already powerless!

"I didn't want to use this method originally, after all, even if I sacrifice all the disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect, I can only get close to the Witch Saint realm, but I can't really reach the Witch Saint realm! However, you forced me! You killed hundreds of disciples of my Ghost Witch Sect! You give me your life!"

The old witch lord's eyes revealed a strange blood red, reversing the black and white way.

Call!

The old witch lord had one in his left hand, and a witch fire was generated out of thin air, flickering and emitting a dangerous light.

Swish!

As soon as the old witch lord stretched out his right hand, he actually held a lightning bolt in the void, and he was about to throw it like a javelin!

"Hahahaha, boy, let's die!"

The old witch lord laughed loudly, and his momentum instantly rose to the peak, just like those legendary witches of the witch clan who opened the world!

"That's it!"

Ye Chen sighed, stomped under his feet, and his body instantly appeared beside the old witch master, and suddenly broke the sound barrier with a punch, and slammed into the old witch lord with all his strength!

"Bang!"

The sonic boom is deafening!

The old witch master's laughter came to an abrupt end.

He lowered his head very slowly, looking at his chest.

Ye Chen's punch had already penetrated his chest and pierced out of his back!

"How...... How could ......it be? I'm close to ...... The strength of the witch saint ......"

The old witch lord said with great difficulty.

"After all, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well who has gone the wrong way, which of these powers of yours has been obtained by yourself?"

Ye Chen slowly withdrew his fist and snorted coldly.

Looking at the huge hole in his chest, the old witch lord's face was extremely desperate.

He knew that his life had come to an end!

It's just that even if he dies, he can't make the kid in front of him feel better!

"Kill them!"

The old witch lord desperately used his last strength to yell at a place behind him, and then, his head tilted, and he died of exhaustion.

The old witch lord died in anger, but instead of relaxing, Ye Chen's heart suddenly beat violently, as if something terrible was about to happen.

didn't have time to think, Ye Chen followed the induction in his heart, and his body suddenly rushed in a certain direction.

……

At this time, inside the Ghost Witch Cult Cottage, in an extremely hidden underground cell.

Several Ghost Witch Sect disciples who were in charge of guarding Xie Zhiruo, Yuan Feiyan and the others heard the loud shouts of the old witch master from afar, and without hesitation, they picked up the knife in their hands and were about to slash at Xie Zhiruo and the others!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and these Ghost Witch Sect disciples only had time to turn around before they only felt a sharp pain coming from their bodies, and they were immediately overwhelmed by the tide-like darkness.

"Ye Chen!!"

Xie Zhiruo's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Mr. Ye, it's really you!"

Yuan Feiyan opened her mouth wide regardless of her image.

"We are saved!

Everyone in the crew burst into tears.

escaped death and were rescued by Ye Chen again, they actually had an urge to worship Ye Chen at this time!

"This little friend, we are the elders of the Ghost Witch Cult, what is going on outside? Why is there such a strong smell of blood? Why do we feel that the old witch master has lost his breath?"

Suddenly, several old men who were also locked up in this underground cell rushed to the iron fence and asked anxiously.

The old men were in rags, their hair was disheveled, and they were described as withered, as if they had been tortured.

"Elder of the Ghost Witch Sect, since you are an Elder of the Ghost Witch Sect, why are you being imprisoned here?"

Ye Chen rescued Xie Zhiruo and the others, and said with a frown.

"Ye Chen! Ye Chen, where have you been?"

At this time, An Yan also chased Ye Chen's figure and ran into the cell.

She held the palm-sized pot in her hand, and there was a small fire not far behind her.

"Nine...... Jiuli Witch Pot?"

"Jiuli Witch Pot, I actually let you hold it?"

"Could it be...... Could it be that you are the saint of this generation?"

Several old men in the cell were shocked and were about to kneel.

"I'm not a saint. ”

An Yan shook his head and said.

"Didn't this Jiuli Witch Pot be taken away by the old witch master? If you weren't a saint, how could it appear in your hands?"

Several old men didn't believe it at all, and knelt down towards An Yan one after another, calling out to Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden.

"The old witch master has been killed by me, and this small pot flew to An Yan's hand by himself. ”

Ye Chen said lightly.

"What? The old witch master was killed by you?"

"He's finally dead!"

To Ye Chen's surprise, these old men who claimed to be the elders of the Ghost Witch Sect, after hearing the news of the death of the old witch master, their faces were not filled with grief and indignation, but with emotion, and even with a hint of joy. ()

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