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"Jie Ji, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to break into my Witch Gate Conference?"

Without waiting for the Ghost Witch Lord to speak, sitting beside him, a man with red hair, a flaming tattoo on his face, and a naked upper body, laughed strangely and stretched out a hand. 【】

"Boom!"

A giant palm formed by the condensation of flames flew into the air. In the giant palm of flames, there was white smoke and a trace of black mist, which obviously contained fire poison and yin evil qi, and once it was burned, it would be poisoned to death immediately.

It was the Red Witch Lord among the seven real people who made a move.

Although the Red Witch Sect is not as powerful as the Ghost Witch Sect, the Red Witch has also reached the middle stage of cultivation, especially the poisonous flame palm with one hand, known as the double cultivation of law and martial arts. Even ordinary grandmasters didn't dare to meet his blow. This Red Witch Lord is not only strong, but also known for his fiery temper, killing people and exterminating the clan at every turn.

"Bang dang. ”

Before Chen Fan could make a move, Xue Daisha next to him had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, and a brilliant cyan sword slashed into the poisonous flame's palm.

"Boom. ”

The cyan sword directly split the flame giant palm, and countless poisonous flames scattered in all directions, like a large canopy of sparks. The elders of the Wumen who were sitting cross-legged on the flat ground were regarded as suffering from the seedlings, and as soon as they were contaminated by the sparks, their faces immediately turned pale, their cultivation was weak, and they even died of poisoning.

"Let's go up, then this chick, as a gift to the Witch King. ”

The elder of the Snake Witch Sect stood up violently and burst into a shout.

The snake staff he was holding in his hand slammed to the ground, and suddenly a blue-gray poisonous snake soul erupted from the head of the snake staff, like a sharp arrow, with a gray line, shooting towards Chen Fan and Xue Daisha.

And many other Wumen elders also took action together.

These high-level officials, elders, and disciples of the Nineteen Veins Witch Sect. Although they have not reached the realm of Fa cultivation, each of them has cultivated above the middle stage of the Dao, and there are dozens or hundreds of people. With so many warlocks working together, the power was simply devastating. Even the snow and the sand are overshadowed.

But Chen Fan didn't pay attention to it at all, just looked at the ghost and witch master indifferently:

"Where is she?"

The ghost witch lord's face was pale, trembling, and he didn't say a word.

"If you don't answer, then I'll kill you until you answer. ”

Chen Fan snorted coldly and stepped out.

His step was unremarkable, but in the eyes of everyone, he was like an ancient giant, taking a step and falling to the ground, which immediately shook the heavens and the earth. A cyan sword shot out from Chen Fan's fingertips, instantly slashing down the snake spirit that flew in, and the remaining momentum was not exhausted, directly cutting the Snake Witch Sect elder and the human belt into two halves.

But that's just the beginning.

Step 2.

Chen Fan waved his hand, like a fly, and slapped the rushing Witch Sect Protector, who was more than two meters high, into a meat patty.

Step 3.

Chen Fan pointed out and shot a powerful young witch master of the Spirit Witch Sect in the air.

Step 4...

Every time Chen Fan took a step, he killed someone, and the method of killing was completely different. There are cyan knives, there are fingers in the air, there are slaps to death, there are spitting to kill, and there are spells to kill souls.

In the snap of his fingers, he took nineteen steps in a row and killed nineteen witch masters.

Almost the powerhouses of the nineteen veins of the Wumen were killed by him one by one.

This time, everyone's color finally changed, including the Dark Witch Lord and others, who were sitting firmly on the high platform and overlooking all living beings, also with slightly gloomy faces and solemn eyes.

"When, such a strong master came. Martial arts, spells, and spiritual power are almost all understood. And so young, could it be the green dragon of Kunlun's generation?"

The Spirit Witch Lord's face was pale.

"Impossible, although Qinglong is known as the double cultivation of law and martial arts, he is proficient in martial arts, spells, and secret hiding. But not so young, and not so well versed in so many means. The Dark Witch Lord shook his head coldly and looked at the Ghost Witch Lord:

"Ghost Witch Master, this man is your enemy, you should know who it is, right?"

Everyone's eyes also converged like a ghost and witch master.

The old witch master of the Ghost Witch Sect had a blue and white face at this time, and finally said astringently:

"He is Chen Beixuan. ”

"What?"

As soon as the Ghost Witch Lord said this, everyone was shocked.

Chen Fan has always been active in the north, and Wumen is basically concentrated in Southeast Asia, South Asia and southern China, and rarely sets foot in the north, so I really didn't expect Chen Fan for a while.

When I think of the other party, it is the legendary myth of the world, and it is the dark witch master, and I can't maintain my expression anymore.

"Smack. ”

At this time, Chen Fan had already walked under the high platform.

He took twenty-five steps in a row, killed twenty-five strong people who entered the Dao, and killed many high-ranking people of the Wumen until they were terrified, and the hearts of the seven real people he killed were dripping blood.

The dead are all elites of various sects.

"Knock knock. ”

Chen Fan stepped on the stairs step by step and climbed to the high platform. The seven witch masters, except for the dark witch lord, stood up in unison, their eyes were vigilant, and they looked nervously at this world-famous myth of the world.

"Chen Beixuan, I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to kill the door, do you think I am a witch?"

The Dark Witch Lord was entrenched in the Taishi chair, his hands on the armrests, and he forced himself to calm down.

"Where is she?"

Chen Fanli ignored the Dark Witch Lord, but his eyes fell on the Ghost Witch Lord.

This old witch master of the Ghost Witch Sect, who had lived for hundreds of years and had reached the peak of his cultivation, trembled when he heard this, his face was pale, the muscles on his face trembled, and he didn't say a word.

"Chen Beixuan, you dare to ignore me?"

The Dark Witch Lord was furious.

As a disciple of the Great Witch God, the contemporary witch master of the Dark Witch Sect, he is in charge of the fate of a religion and a country, and his status is so high that he is even about to ascend to the throne of the Witch King. I thought that I was qualified to sit on an equal footing with the Divine Realm, but I didn't expect Chen Fan to ignore him.

"Noise. ”

Chen Fan frowned slightly, and opened his palm casually.

"Boom. ”

The void shook, and with a bang, a cyan giant palm, like the hand of an ancient god, was two or three zhang in size, appearing from the air, smashing Mount Tai down, and slamming towards the black witch lord.

"Witch King, be careful!"

The Red Witch Lord, the War Witch Lord, the Blood Witch Lord and others changed color at the same time, and they all shot together.

Huge flame palms, blood condensation claws, evil ghosts and fierce collars, and powerful iron fists smashed towards the cyan giant palms. The dark witch lord's face also sank, and a strong black evil aura came out of him, turning into a long black evil cloud cover, blocking the giant palm.

"Bang bang bang. ”

The spells of many witch masters smashed on the giant palm. The cyan light palm did not move at all, but it was them, the body that was shocked by the power retreated, and the weak ones were even injured, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

The remaining momentum of the giant palm is not exhausted, and it still carries the vast power, and it is suddenly slapped.

The black cloud cover, like tofu, was vulnerable under the giant palm. The dark witch lord's face changed wildly, and he screamed strangely, and suddenly took out a small human skin drum from his waist. Then he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he sacrificed it.

After absorbing the essence blood of the Dark Witch Lord, this small human skin drum flew into the air and released a blood-colored light curtain to cover the Dark Witch Lord.

But the power of Chen Fan's palm is so vast.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The cyan light palm directly smashed the blood-colored light curtain, and even the human skin drum was also volleyed into powder. In the end, the force fell, leading directly to a huge crater several meters deep on the ground. The palm prints in the pit are distinct, as if they are the palm prints of giants.

"So strong!"

Many witch masters gasped at the same time.

The six of them made a move, but they didn't even take a palm from Chen Fan.

Especially the Dark Witch Lord, the moment he took advantage of the small human skin drum to block him, a lazy donkey rolled and passed by the cyan bare palm. At this time, my heart was shocked and frightened, and I regretted it even more. That small human skin drum is one of the top magic weapons of the Dark Witch Sect, second only to the treasures of the Seven Great Witch Weapons.

"Where is she?"

Chen Fan slapped it with one palm, like swatting a fly, and ignored it, still looking at the ghost and witch master indifferently.

"Chen Beixuan, I have nineteen veins in the Wumen, there are more than a dozen real people, thousands of disciples under my command, and there are even witch gods in charge, do you really want to be the enemy of my Wumen?"

The Dark Witch Lord shouted with a mantle and a resentful gaze.

The ghost and witch master also seemed to be unable to withstand Chen Fan's pressure, and his expression changed, and he shouted like a crazy monster:

"Chen Beixuan, didn't you ask where Yu Wenjing is? She has already been dedicated to the Great Witch God by me, and at this time, I am afraid that she has been drained of her essence by the Great Witch God and refined into a divine law!"

"What?"

Chen Fan's pupils shrank.

A monstrous murderous aura, like a flood, instantly swept through the entire siege. Whether it was the seven real people or the many high-level officials of the Witch Sect, it felt like falling into an ice cellar.

There were even mountains of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him, piles of white bones, and Shura Hell. There is a terrible scene of gods and demons falling, gods like pillars of heaven being slain, stars shattering, and all nations crying.

After Chen Fan cultivated to the Divine Sea Realm, his divine thoughts were so strong that he could interfere with reality.

These scenes are all the real scenes of his previous life crisscrossing the starry sky and slaughtering all races.

"Ahh

The ghost and witch lord bore the brunt of the attack, and he directly had a mental breakdown, completely unable to bear it, and fell to the ground violently, like an old man who was powerless, and retreated again and again and screamed.

"Bang. ”

Chen Fan's face was expressionless, and he stepped out. Directly trampled this ghost and witch sect master into a pulp of flesh with the magic weapon on his body.

Then he unleashed his magic trick and restrained the soul of the Witch Lord in the palm of his hand. A golden flame erupted directly from his hand, scorching the soul of the Ghost Witch Lord.

"If something happens to Yu Wenjing, I will step on the Wumen, kill every disciple, every lineage, and every sect, and completely wipe out the entire Wumen from the world!"

Chen Fan said indifferently while burning.

Everyone trembled, and their eyes looked at Chen Fan's hand in horror, the soul of the old witch lord who was scorched by the golden flames, let out bursts of mournful wails, and finally completely turned into green smoke.

Even they are masters of witchcraft, and they have never seen this kind of method of crushing people's souls and scattering ashes.

What kind of hatred does this mean?

"Chen Beixuan, you really dare to do it, aren't you afraid of my father's revenge?"

The Dark Witch Lord trembled and said inwardly.

In response to him, there was a brilliant golden sword that was like a heavenly river.

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