"Song Ticha!!Are you crazy?!You dare to betray your faith in Lord Asura?!!"

Azan Li said angrily.

Song Ticha turned a deaf ear to his anger, and instead shouted to the surrounding Shura followers: "Wake up! I, Song Ticha, can testify that this Azanli in front of me is a complete liar! In this world, since ten years ago, there has been no Asura Master! Now, there is only one god in the world, and his name: Witch God!!"

Song Ticha's words are obviously more useful than those of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, because Song Ticha is the personal disciple of Azanli, and he is a famous disciple of the Shura Sect!

He has quit the Shura religion, doesn't that tell the story?

"You!"

Ah Zanli was so angry that he almost passed out!

Asura is his faith, his unshakable faith!!He can't stand the betrayal of his own disciples!!

But the next moment, an unexpected scene happened!

I saw that the disciples of the Shura Sect beside him, suddenly a few of them also walked in the direction of the Witch Sect, and then turned around and said in unison: "Ah Zanli! You are a liar! We will also quit the Sect and join the Witch Sect!!"

These people are undoubtedly one stone to stir up a thousand waves!

Many followers of the Shura Sect had even more strange faces, and obviously, they also had the idea of quitting the religion.

Looking at the unanimous movements of this group of people, and remembering the wrong expression on Song Ticha's face when he called him before, Ah Zanli suddenly woke up.

It's a conspiracy!

A long-planned conspiracy!!

When Ah Zanli met his stunned gaze, a cold smile appeared on Song Ticha's face.

Azanli was right, this was indeed a long-planned conspiracy.

Song Ticha had already betrayed the Shura Sect and reached an agreement with the Witch Sect that as long as he recruited all the followers and followers of the Shura Sect into the Witch Cult, he could become the head of the Witch Sect branch in Chiang Mai.

And the original person in charge, with such magnificent feats, will naturally be promoted to the headquarters of the Witch Sect in Bangkok!

Best of both worlds!

Song Ticha has been a wolf with ambitions for a long time, and he is not willing to be subordinate to others all the time! That's why he reached this agreement with the Witch Sect Branch!

As soon as he thought of this, Song Tica took a step forward and said aloud to the remaining disciples who remained in the Shura Sect: "Brothers, you are all from this sect, you should know a lot about Azanli, what kind of person he is, you naturally know, don't hesitate any longer, Asura is dead, there is no more Asura in the world, come and join our Witch Sect!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man also stepped forward and said, "That's right, as long as you join the Witch Sect, your treatment will be improved, and it will definitely be much more comfortable than you in the Shura Sect! Please don't hesitate any longer, quickly plunge into the arms of the Witch God!"

"Shut up for me! Today, I'm going to clear the portal!!" Azanli was furious, and struck the sheep bone scepter in his hand on the ground with all his might, shouting, "God is present!!"

With the sound of a fierce beast roaring, everyone saw a thick black smoke rising from behind Ah Zanli, and then, the black smoke turned into a huge golem with red fangs!

"Woo-woo-"

The golem opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a wisp of wind, causing the faces of many people present to change dramatically.

Song Ticha's face turned pale with fright, and he turned his eyes for help to the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks.

"Hmph! pretend to be a ghost, today, I will expose your true face!"

After that, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man put his hands together, and muttered words in his mouth, and then, a ray of divine light appeared in his eyes, and his body rose up, and his body was shrouded in black mist, as if possessed by a demon god!

The momentum overshadowed the Azan salute in one fell swoop!

Seeing this scene, Ah Zanli's expression changed drastically: "Have you reached the Heavenly Master Realm?"

"Hahahaha!!If I am not sure of victory, how dare I come and provoke you?

With a word, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man's hands were sealed, and the black mist hovering around him immediately rolled and condensed, and finally turned into a hideous and terrifying dragon, opening its huge mouth and heading towards the golem of Azanli!

"Break it for me!!"

With a loud cry from the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, the golem couldn't even struggle, and was swallowed by the pitch-black dragon!

"Poof————"

Ah Zanli spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's face suddenly became as pale as paper, and he almost didn't stabilize his body, and fell to the ground!

He didn't expect that the powerhouse of the Heavenly Master Realm would be so terrifying!

Ah Zanli is now only equivalent to the Dacheng of the real human realm, and there is still a long way to go from the Heavenly Master!

"Now you know how powerful I am, right? This is all the credit of Lord Wushen, the matter has come to this, I won't hide it from you, I am already weak in our Wujiao Chiang Mai Branch, so I can only be a Dharma Protector Elder, the head of our branch, is already a master of the Heavenly Master Realm!

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man crossed his waist, but he was ruined, and his smile was extremely arrogant.

Ah Zanli's magic skills were broken, and he looked extremely haggard, only to feel a piece of qi and blood surging up in his body, and he endured it, so he didn't let the blood spurt out.

Looking at the always high-minded Azanli, at this time, embarrassed like an old dog, many believers shook their heads, showing sympathetic expressions, obviously, they had already decided to quit the Shura Sect in their hearts.

When Song Ticha saw this scene, he didn't have a sense of perfidy at all, on the contrary, he was still thinking about the good life he would have after joining the witch cult.

Originally, the disciples of the witch sect who firmly defended the Azan ceremony, at this time, many people were shaken, and they looked at each other, and they all saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

Seeing this, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was relieved.

Know that it will be done.

So, he planned to put on another fire: in front of everyone, kill Azanli!

Azanli is the soul of Shura today!

As long as he is killed, the Shura Sect will naturally perish, completely annihilated in the long river of history!!

"Azanli, your Shura sect is dead, don't struggle anymore, now, this seat will send you to hell, go to see your Asura!hahaha!!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man looked at Ah Zanli mockingly, his hands wrapped around him as if he was holding a giant ball, and as his exercises worked, the black mist that surrounded him before was all attracted and condensed in his hands!

Ah Zanli looked at the black mist ball in his hand, and his heart was depressed.

Bitter.

He could feel the horror of this giant ball!

However, in the face of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, he couldn't resist at all, because the other party's realm was far higher than him and crushed him!!

"Even though I die, I will not betray my faith!

Azanli desperately tried to support his body.

Even if he is defeated, he should not die on his knees!

Die, straighten his back!

He will never bow down to the Witch Cult!

"Stupid!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man shook his head, and then, with a sharp look in his eyes, he suddenly pushed the giant ball in his hand towards Azanli!

A tremendous force roared out, forcing Azanli to close his eyes.

The surrounding onlookers all subconsciously turned their heads, not wanting to see the bloody scene of Ah Zanli being killed in public!

Song Ticha smiled even more, and even a little fanatical.

At this moment, suddenly, a voice rang out:

"This person, you can't move!"

At the same time as the voice fell, a scarlet sword slashed out of thin air, faster than the speed of the giant ball, and in an instant, the giant ball was cut in half!

Ah Zanli was ready to die, but when he saw this scene, the whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture.

"Who?!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man looked at the source of the sound in annoyance.

I saw that it was a teenager in casual clothes.

At this moment, he was looking at him with lazy eyes.

"You don't have to know who I am. But...... You, a member of the Wiccans?"

The boy asked suddenly.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man grinned and said proudly, "Exactly!"

"That is...... Are you a Songpashan?"

The boy asked again.

"That's right!" the man in the Monkey Race shook his head.

The boy sighed.

Then, a heart-palpitating smile was revealed:

"In that case, then I don't have to keep my hands, today, you all stay!"

"Because—you witch cultists, all deserve to die!!"