Wushan is the largest mountain range in Chongqing, surrounded by layers of forests, and there are countless poisonous insects and beasts.

And the place where the Wu Temple is located is the highest peak of Wu Mountain, Wu Peak!

Because he was afraid of an accident, along the way, Brother Dao held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, did not squint, and the speed of the car dropped very low.

Dozens of minutes later, the car was halfway up the mountain, and Ye Chen's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

Yin Qi?

He felt a strong yin aura.

If there were no powerful ghosts condensing the soul, it would be impossible to have such a surging evil spirit.

"Hmph, what kind of punishment of the gods, it is clearly a ghost doing it!"

A sneer crossed the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a ghost floating in the mountains and forests next to him, with a hideous face and sharp teeth and claws.

The car was gradually surrounded by ghosts, and the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow couldn't help but make Brother Dao shiver.

"Punishment, it must be the punishment of the gods~~"

His face showed endless panic, a face full of fear, and he opened his mouth tremblingly, and the pupils in his eyes almost shrank into a small dot.

"Drive your car seriously, don't worry about the rest!"

Ye Chen let out a cold voice, and a trace of silver arc flashed in his eyes.

"Let's die~"

The cold words came out of Ye Chen's mouth lightly, and then his fingers flipped suddenly, and he punched a simple magic seal out of the window.

Suddenly~

"Zila!"

Silver light flashed around the car, like countless small snakes, winding towards the hidden ghosts around the car.

"Ah......h

A scream that made people's scalps tingle suddenly resounded through the mountains and forests, like sharp needles all piercing people's eardrums.

Straight people's ears are buzzing, and their brains are churning.

"Plop la la~~"

Countless birds were startled, and the originally dead and silent mountains and forests suddenly boiled a little.

At the same time,

Wu Temple,

Behind the temple, countless Taoist leaders, warriors, and Dharma protectors who were meditating, chatting, or receiving were almost all discolored.

Someone killed the mountain protection ghost!

Who exactly?

How dare you come to provoke the majesty of the Ghost Witch Clan?

Suddenly, the entire witch temple was filled with a tense atmosphere.

All the elders who could speak, the Dharma Protectors, almost all converged towards the central council hall behind the Witch Temple.

"Third Elder, what's going on?"

Some of the young Dharma Protectors asked the elders of higher status in the sect.

"I don't know!"

The third elder looked confused, put his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, his eyes were full of uneasiness, and hurried towards the central hall.

Witch Temple, the central hall behind the temple.

Many worshippers and Dharma Protectors were present, and there were other Dharma Protectors who kept coming and stood on both sides of the hall.

Whispering to each other, guessing.

The ten most powerful elders of the Witch Temple sat at the front of the hall, their expressions were gloomy, and they occasionally glanced at each other, but they didn't say much.

After another moment,

At the head of the hall, a hundred-year-old black-robed old man with a white beard and hair raised his hand slightly, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other with respect, their eyes full of awe.

He is the Great Elder of Wu Miao, the first person under the Five Great Witch Kings, he is a magician, and his realm is already close to a real person!

The countless ghosts on Wushan are raised by him, and the means can be said to be endless.

Because the Witch King is often in retreat, it can basically be said that this great elder is the person in charge of the Witch Temple.

"Ziyun, you come and tell everyone about the situation!"

As the Great Elder's words fell, a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old stood up from the side, covered in thick blood and a psychic temperament!

"Huh?"

Seeing a young man walk out, some of the other elders around him all looked suspicious.

Ziyun Lao Dao is also an elder of the Witch Temple, they have also seen it before, when did they become so young?

"Elder Ziyun has made a great contribution to my ghost witch clan, resulting in the dispersion of cultivation and the aging of the body, which coincides with the exit of the five great witch kings, so the witch king used the great magic method to transfer the soul of Elder Ziyun, and even helped Elder Ziyun recover his cultivation, so Purple Cloud Dao Elder can be regarded as a blessing in disguise!"

The Great Elder's faint voice came out, and the surrounding elders who were over the age of sixteen looked at Ziyun's eyes, not only did they all show envy.

Only when people are old can they truly understand the preciousness of life.

however

Who can be young for a second time?

But now, Elder Ziyun was able to obtain such a transformation, how could he not make these people blush?

Even the Great Elder was full of envy, thinking of the girl that Elder Ziyun had brought over a few days ago, and he still had some doubts in his heart.

Why are the witch kings so interested in that girl?

Thinking of the extremely excited and even trembling appearance of the Great Witch Kings at that time, the Great Elder was even more puzzled!

Ziyun stood in the hall with his hands in his hands, sweeping the expressions of envy or jealousy from everyone, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

Originally, he captured the girl, just to attract Ye Chen and let Wumiao avenge himself.

Unexpectedly, that girl was actually the person needed by the five witch kings, and it was extremely lucky for him to be directly reborn and reborn.

Although he knew that Ye Chen would come back sooner or later, and his strength was also very strong, he did not have the slightest hint of worry.

No matter how thunder you can be, you still can't be presumptuous here.

Because this is a witch temple, not Jiangnan!

Ziyun smiled slightly and said:

"I'll make a long story short, many of you present should know that I brought a girl from Jiangnan a few days ago, and this guy outside is probably here for this girl, but that girl is the person needed by the five witch kings, so what do you think?"

"What else is there to discuss? Of course we can't hand over the people that the five great witch kings need, and besides, we have so many initiation masters, internal strength martial artists, and we can't kill a single person?"

The Fifth Elder, who had a relatively fiery personality, waved his hand suddenly, and said loudly, his face full of killing intent.

Although they were jealous of Ziyun, they would not ignore it, after all, it was to maintain the revered status of the Witch Temple.

How can you allow others to provoke?

"Hehe~~ Fifth Elder, don't worry, listen to me!"

The Purple Cloud Dao Elder glanced at the sloppy Fifth Elder, flashed a touch of disdain, laughed lightly, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"He is a Sect Master, it can be said that he has reached the realm of a true magician, and the ghosts and witches I worshipped before have also been folded in his hands!"

"What, Initiation Grandmaster!"

Someone in the hall suddenly exclaimed, and the others also looked at each other.

Time

All the words that had been on everyone's lips were swallowed back into their stomachs.

The grandmaster is like a dragon, coming and going, and has the ability to reach the sky.

What's more, this is still an initiation master, and no one knows what kind of ghost and god fear means in his hands.

None of you want to be cannon fodder.

Even the Fifth Elder, who was still menacing just now, was flushed at the moment and stopped talking.

"Great Elder, can't you ask the Witch King to come out?"

The three elders sat on the side, asking with some doubts.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up again, and they all looked at the silent Great Elder.

"Hmph~~"

A cold snort suddenly exploded in everyone's ears.

The Great Elder slowly raised his head, his face full of cold murderous intent, and said:

"He's a Sect Master, so don't you have it for me from the Ghost Witch Clan?"

"Hmm, Great Elder, what do you mean by that?" the Fifth Elder frowned.

"Before the Witch King retreated, he had already invited a number of magicians and martial arts masters from Nanyang, Southwest and other places to guard my Witch Temple!"

"Even if he is a Sect Master, how can he still be able to withstand the joint siege of several Grandmasters?"

The Great Elder slowly got up, his body erupted with endless killing intent, his eyes were extremely dark, and he slowly spit out another sentence from his mouth.

"If you dare to offend my witch temple, he will definitely die!"

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