A young man, you dare to break into my twelve ghosts and witches?"

Without waiting for the old witch master to speak, on the high platform, an old man wearing a black robe with an eerie aura sneered and slapped a palm in the air.

"Whew!"

A gray palm formed by the condensation of yin qi was sent in the air. In the palm of the giant gray hand, there were countless grimaces roaring, ghostly aura, obviously containing extremely cold ghost aura, once it was hit, I was afraid that it would kill you on the spot.

The one who shot it, the Heren is the master of the "Royal Ghost Gate", one of the twelve gates of ghosts and witches.

Although the master of the Imperial Ghost Gate is only a beginner-level cultivator, he has the ability to resist ghosts and dominate the Witch Gate. Especially the method of manipulating ghost energy, known as the nemesis of martial artists, even the grandmaster does not dare to resist. This old man is not only strong, but also ruthless, and killing people and exterminating the clan is common.

"Hah!"

Ye Mo didn't move, Park Chengxuan behind him screamed violently, his legs split down from the sky, and when he was in the air, he broke his pants, and brought up an invisible wind, and one leg slashed towards the palm of the yin qi.

"Poof!"

Under this leg, the Yin Qi palm was like a thick mist, and it was kicked on the spot. The Dharma protectors and disciples of the various witch sects sitting around them can be regarded as being swept away by the mist, and their faces immediately turned blue, and their souls were directly torn apart.

"Disciples, listen to the order, follow me to destroy this person!"

Under the high platform, the elders of the corpse refining gate stood up abruptly and burst into cheers.

He pinched his hands, and saw the coffin behind him suddenly burst open, and a cyan walking corpse jumped out of it, and as soon as the walking corpse jumped out, he straightened his hands and thrust towards Ye Mo and Park Chengxuan like sharp arrows.

All the elders, Dharma protectors, and disciples who heard the order also took action in unison.

These disciples of the Twelve Sects of Ghosts and Witches, Dharma Protectors and others, although their cultivation is under the grandmaster, they are not afraid of Park Chengxuan at all, no matter what, he has hundreds of people, and he is proficient in the way of joint attacks, and he is not inferior to the grandmaster in attacking, and even Park Chengxuan is discolored.

However, Ye Mo didn't seem to see it, he just glanced at the old witch master indifferently:

"You cut yourself here, I will only destroy twenty ghosts and witches, otherwise the entire Wugu Mountain, no one will want to live!"

When the old witch lord heard this, his face turned pale, but he didn't say a word.

"Since you don't agree, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Ye Mo smiled coldly and took a step.

"Boom!"

As soon as this step came out, the young man who was ordinary a moment ago became like an ancient god of war, and the bluestone pavement was suddenly stepped out of a big hole. At the same time, a golden ray shot out from Ye Mo's fingertips, instantly cutting the attacking walking corpse in half. The aftermath continued unabated, and he shot at the elder of the corpse refining gate, directly piercing his heart.

And that's just the first move.

The second trick.

Ye Mo controlled the essence to pick up, and pulled the Poison Body Sect Elder who rushed over, starting from the crotch of his pants, and pulled it in half.

The third trick.

Ye Mo waved again, bringing up a whip shadow, and blasted the head of an evil descending sect protector who shocked southern Yunnan.

Fourth trick......

Every time Ye Mo made a move, he killed someone, and everyone's death was different. Some were cut off by Jin Mang, some were blown off their heads in one breath, some were slapped to death casually, and some cursed souls in the air.

In the snap of his fingers, Ye Mo made twenty-four moves in a row, killing twenty-four Wumen elders.

The upper echelons of the Twelve Gates of Demons and Witches were almost slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone present changed wildly, and even the twelve door masters who were sitting firmly on the high platform also sank their faces, extremely solemn.

"Where did this kid come from? he is proficient in martial arts, spells, and spiritual power. And he doesn't look like he's even twenty years old, could he be a disciple of some secret sect?"

The master of the Witch Gu Sect had an iron blue face.

"Impossible, the Secret Sect has not been born for hundreds of years, and it will definitely not suddenly send a disciple down the mountain, besides, even if it is a disciple of the Secret Sect, it is impossible to use so many means. ”

Exorcism, insect control, ghost control and other door masters shook their heads again and again, and couldn't help but look at the old witch master:

"Old Witch Master, you see this man is here for you......"

The corners of the old witch master's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth, and said in disbelief:

"He's Ip Mantian!"

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Ye Mo has always been active in the Jiangbei and Jiangnan areas. The main sphere of influence of the Twelve Sects of Ghosts and Witches is in the Great Southwest, as well as South Asia, and rarely has anything to do with Jiangnan and Jiangbei, so I didn't expect Ip Mantian to kill him.

What's more, just now the old witch master said that he would send a helicopter to bomb Ip Mantian, who would have thought that the twelve ghosts and witches would be killed in the blink of an eye.

"Did he resist the heat weapon?"

Thinking of this, everyone's faces changed.

If this is the case, wouldn't the other party's cultivation be above the Divine Realm?However, this idea was quickly thrown out of everyone's minds, and it was decided that Ye Mo must have escaped by luck.

"Da Da Da ......"

Just as everyone was thinking, Ye Mo walked step by step, and a long bloody path had already been pulled out behind him, full of stumps and broken arms, and he didn't know how many Wumen disciples he had killed.

Seeing Ye Mo coming, the master of the twelve gates stood up vigilantly, as if facing a great enemy.

"Ye Wentian, my Twelve Sects of Ghosts and Witches have no grudges against you, and you slaughter my inner disciples, do you really think we are easy to bully?"

The master of the corpse refining gate pressed one hand on the coffin beside him, and said with a gloomy face.

"Noise. ”

Ye Mo looked impatient, and slapped it with a palm.

"Boom. ”

A white powerful giant palm condensed out of thin air, the size of three or four zhang, as soon as it appeared, with the might of the mountain, it slammed towards the master of the corpse refining gate.

"Be careful!"

The Evil Descent Gate, the Corpse Refining Gate, the Poison Body Gate, the Imperial Ghost Gate and other gate masters changed color at the same time, and they all shot together.

Huge gray palms, yin wind tornadoes, evil ghosts in the sky, and yin iron fists blasted towards the white giant palms. The master of the corpse refining gate also turned pale, slapped the coffin suddenly, and shot out a corpse qi from it, with a fishy wind, turning into a black snake and winding around the giant palm.

"Boom, boom!"

The witchcraft of many door masters smashed on the giant palm. The white qi palm did not move at all, but everyone was shocked to the point of retreating, and some of the sect masters who were weak in cultivation immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The giant palm was still powerful, still with destructive power, and it was slapped suddenly.

The corpse gas snake emitted a disgusting stench, but it was vulnerable and was directly shattered. The face of the master of the corpse refining gate changed wildly, and he screamed strangely, directly lifted the lid of the coffin, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood into it, and sacrificed the corpse.

"Whew!"

After absorbing the essence blood of the Corpse Refining Sect Master, the walking corpse jumped out with a bang, and its copper-iron body suddenly rushed towards Ye Mo.

But no matter how strong the body of the walking corpse is, how can it block the power of Ye Mo's palm?

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the white qi palm directly smashed the walking corpse. In the end, the force smashed down, and a huge crater several meters deep was smashed directly on the high platform. The fingerprints in the pit are distinct, as if a giant's palm has fallen.

"So powerful?"

The owners of the doors all gasped.

Rao is that they are mentally prepared, and they never expected that the masters of the twelve gates would not be able to stop Ye Mo's move when they shot together?

How strong is this Ip Mantian?

And the master of the Corpse Refining Gate rolled on a donkey, dodging the white air palm, and was even more frightened, frightened, and regretful. The walking corpse, but his killer weapon, was now shattered by a palm.

"Ye Wentian, I have twelve ghosts and witches, countless masters, thousands of disciples under my command, and even witch gods as our backers, do you really want to be our enemy?"

The Corpse Refining Sect Master was extremely embarrassed, and his eyes shouted with resentment.

"Are you enemies, and you are worthy to be my enemies?"

Ye Mo's face was expressionless, and he said lightly:

"My little sister was planted by you as a 'witch seed' for nothing, and was used as a furnace for double cultivation, and the young witch master even kidnapped Sister Xiaoyue. And the other day you sent a helicopter to bomb me, how could I let you go?"

Ye Mo said.

A monstrous murderous aura swept through the entire hall in an instant like a flood. Whether it was the twelve sect masters or the many high-level ghosts and witches, they suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and their whole bodies trembled.

"What are you going to do?"

The face of the Corpse Refining Sect Master turned white with fright in the face of this monstrous murderous aura, don't look at him as a true cultivator, but how can he withstand such a killing intent. Suddenly fell to the ground, rolled back and screamed.

"Poof!"

Ye Mo was too lazy to say it, and stepped out.

directly trampled the main door master of the corpse refining gate into meat puree.

The elders and disciples in the audience trembled, and their eyes looked at the corpse refining sect master who turned into meat puree, the dignified generation of sect masters, and the real cultivators, who were trampled into meat paste like this?

How cruel is this? How vicious?

"Ye Wentian, do you really dare to do it, aren't you afraid that the witch god will seek revenge on you?"

The old witch master's face changed, and he put his hands on the armrests, and forced himself to calm down.

Respond to his.

It is a golden evil god thunder that falls from the sky.

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