What witch god?

The witch god of the Witch God Cult?

"Fart! The witch god is still in retreat to fight Lin Tai'an!" said Pava immediately.

How could such a big man come to this place to take care of their little shrimp business?

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Jiang Ming and said with a smile: "Little white face, do you know a lot of things in martial arts, and the witch gods of Southeast Asia know about it?"

I guess the monk told him.

Look at that group of students, who knows about Southeast Asian witch gods?

Jiang Ming sighed when he heard this: "It's stupid." ”

Wang Shangwei couldn't help but say: "Teacher Jiang, Ma Jiahui and the two girls are a little unbearable. ”

Wang Shangwei and several of his students were made their legs tremble wildly by the black gas, and the only two girls in the class were already weak, if it weren't for the boys in the class to support them, they would have fallen directly to the ground.

But Ye Yiyi was standing next to Jiang Ming, and there was nothing to do.

When Jiang Ming heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "The witch god is coming, why don't you show up quickly?" Let me cut off your dog's head!"

When everyone heard Jiang Ming's last words, they almost choked on their own saliva.

What did he say?

I saw that the black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that it seemed to cover the sky and the sun!

Everyone panicked, and saw that the black smoke suddenly turned into a half-figure more than three meters high, and the half-figure floated in the air, looking at all of them condescendingly.

Wang Shangwei: This is the second time they have seen this kind of phenomenon that is beyond imagination and cannot be explained by science.

Ma Jiahui couldn't hold back any longer, and was directly stunned in Wang Shangwei's arms.

Pawa's face was pale, his legs were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground, and said in horror: "Witch God...... Meet the Witch God!"

What the?

Is it really a witch god?

The witch god who is going to fight Lin Tai'an?

The two middle-aged men who had a conflict with Jiang Ming just now were so frightened that they knelt down for a moment.

Suddenly, the black press knelt down, and everyone shouted "Witch God" in unison.

Li Tianchen licked his mouth and asked Yang Rui on the side in a low voice, "Yang Rui, what do you say...... Do you think Mr. Jiang can kill this witch god?"

Witch God?

O God!

Sounds pretty awesome......

Yang Rui was asked by Li Tianchen, and he was also beating a drum in his heart.

It is said that Mr. Jiang is a young grandmaster.

Grandmaster, how can you still be a human being? That's called "God"......

Yang Rui hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

The middle-aged man turned around and yelled at Ye Yiyi and Jiang Ming, "What are you doing in a daze? Kneel! That's the witch god!"

Little White Face doesn't know what the power of the witch god is, she will not know as a female monk?

Jiang Ming Ye Yiyi gave a reassuring look, looked at the witch god with a smile and shook his head: "I thought that he was rumored to be a strong martial saint in the East, and he should be a handsome man." It turned out that he looked so ugly that he couldn't bear to look at it directly. ”

Ye Yiyi couldn't help but chuckle.

He went to see those powerful grandmasters on the list, who was not an old man in his fifties or sixties, and no matter how young he was, there were middle-aged people in their forties.

The two middle-aged men were almost stunned by Jiang Ming's words, this little white face is really crazy!

The witch god is really a witch god, and he didn't get angry at all when he heard this.

"Are you Jiang Ming?" asked the witch god in pure Chinese.

The two middle-aged martial artists were stunned and looked at Jiang Ming with some consternation.

"Could it be...... Young Grandmaster Jiang?"

Damn, this is not a little white face at all!

This is obviously a big guy.

The expressions of the two middle-aged martial artists changed extremely violently.

It's over, they're provoking the young grandmaster?

At this moment, the Witch God's almost completely black eyes stared at Jiang Ming, and said in a mellow voice: "You broke up my sect, killed my slaves, and robbed me of the spars, I want to take your soul and help you become a ghost cultivator, can you be convinced?"

The two middle-aged warriors glanced at each other, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

All right!

Jiang Ming laughed when he heard this: "Do you want to take my soul and merge it into your ghost weapon?"

"How dare you be rude?" asked the witch god, his dark eyes widening.

Those eyes with almost no pupils and only pure black and white eyes are really terrifying, as if they have seen a ghost in a movie.

Ye Yiyi couldn't help but look over, and before she could see clearly, she found that her eyes were covered.

Then I heard Jiang Ming laugh and say, "If I see it, what can you do to me?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyes and looked at it with a deep smile.

The yin qi around him was unexpectedly much heavier in an instant!

Jiang Ming sneered: "You dare to forcibly subdue me with such spiritual power?"

Jiang Ming stared at it with a pair of eyes.

He spat out a word: "Chop!" He raised his hand, and it seemed to turn into a sharp blade, slashing directly at the black smoke.

Suddenly, the witch god that had turned from black smoke was cut down and vanished.

Everything around me was calm, and the temperature rose back in an instant, and everything just now seemed like a dream.

Everyone was sweating profusely, as if they had been drenched in the rain.

In the Witch Temple, New Ava looked at the Witch God with a frightened face: "Witch God, what's wrong with you?

New Ava didn't dare look at those eyes.

Those eyes that can snatch a person's soul away.

And at this time, those terrifying eyes were spilling blood.

Blood slipped out of the eye sockets, flowed onto the cheeks, and fell to the ground one by one, and only the black eyes with bright red blood stains could not be seen, which was particularly frightening to look at.

The witch god was actually injured?

The witch god didn't laugh angrily, he was ecstatic: "That's an unusually powerful divine soul. He's perfect for getting into my ghost weapon!"

Become the most important god and soul existence of the ghost weapon!

He actually underestimated that little Grandmaster of Huaxia!

God help him!

He became the spirit of his ghost weapon, which was the most honorable thing for him as a grandmaster.

Even God wants him to kill his enemy Lin Tai'an thirty years ago!

The witch god seemed to have entered his own dream, and his expression was extremely crazy.

New Ava was stunned, what happened to the witch god?

Outside the airport

Everyone looked at Jiang Ming in amazement.

This Chinese youth actually killed the witch god?

My God, what is his cultivation like?

One of the middle-aged martial artists pondered, and his face finally gradually returned to normal.

The young grandmaster heard that he was one step away from the Martial Saint realm.

And today, the witch god appeared only a trace of a ghost, of course, beheaded.

If the witch god himself was present, his Jiang Ming's life would be in jeopardy!

When I think about it, I feel a lot of relief.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Jiang Ming ask faintly, "Do you remember what I just said?"

Pawa was scared to pee, and thought it was really a little white face raised by some beautiful friar, this is a little white face?

You go find a few of these little white faces to come out!

Pawa shivered with terror as he kept trying to speak in T-language, broken English, and Chinese. "This strong man in China is our ignorant ......"

Pawa turned his head and slapped the two warriors in the face.

That slap almost knocked out a mouthful of teeth!

Jiang Ming took Ye Yiyi's hand and said indifferently: "What did I say on the plane?"

The two middle-aged warriors were so shocked that they ignored the sharp pain on their faces, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and directly abolished one of his hands.

Suddenly, there were cries of pain.

Wang Shangwei and the others turned their heads in fright.

It's bad luck.

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "It's not all bean dregs yet." ”

The two middle-aged warriors screamed in pain, and they had to give Jiang Ming a smile, which looked particularly funny. "What Grandmaster Jiang said is true, what he said is true. ”

If you waste a hand, if you have an elixir, you can still repair it, if you don't waste it, it's a matter of your own life!

Jiang Ming said lightly: "If I find out that you have offended me again, it will not be a hand." Get lost. ”

A group of people supported each other, scared to the point of urine.

The two middle-aged warriors ran away for a long time, and finally stopped.

Jiang Ming shouldn't be able to hear it here, right?

"Big brother, what should we do, we actually provoked Grandmaster Jiang!"

The man shook his head, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "He provoked the witch god! I dare say that within seven days, he will die tragically on the streets of Southeast Asia!"

Cut off the black cloud of the witch god today, and tomorrow will be his death.

Suddenly, a sentence floated in the air: "Hey, it doesn't take seven days." I'll let you today. ”

The two middle-aged warriors were stunned.

Pawa saw the warrior he had just asserted fall to the ground with a "bang".

The martial artist's friend looked at his friend's corpse in amazement, and suddenly remembered what Grandmaster Najiang had said just now, don't let him find out that they were still offending him......

In an instant, he was covered in cold sweat, and he was able to soak all his clothes!

What a powerful mental power?

Can you chase them here?