The Ayura Witch Temple at night is magnificent and mysterious.

A long staircase leads from the foot of the mountain to the main temple, which stands near the peak, and although it is already night, there are still many devout devotees who kneel and kowtow along the blue-gray stone steps to worship the revered gods.

None of them noticed that a figure flew past the staircase at an alarming speed.

The closer he was to the Witch Temple, the clearer and more accurate Zuo Yi's perception of the culprit of the spell would be.

Now he has firmly locked on the other party's location.

What surprised Zuo Yi was that the location of this culprit at this time was not the main temple that he had originally guessed, but in a palace to the west of the main temple.

According to the information provided by the 1924 Bar, the Witch Temple is not only the place of practice of the Great Descendants, but also their own kingdom, and has supreme power within the temple.

The self-proclaimed Witch God resides in the largest and most ornate main temple and receives worship and worship from his devotees, while his disciples live in the many sub-halls to the left and right of the main temple according to their kinship.

Then there were the ordinary disciples, apprentices, attendants, and servants, and a large main temple could accommodate a population of tens of thousands, and there were strict rules and constraints that could not be easily overcome.

Of course, those in high positions will not surrender their identities and mess up the rules.

Zuo Yi's locked position is in the deputy hall, so it is very likely that the culprit is Ayura's disciple, not Ayura himself!

But this did not prevent Zuo Yi from fulfilling his oath of punishment, and he swept to the door of this auxiliary hall in a breath.

The palace gate was closed, and the light inside cast dappled light and shadow on the ground in front of the hall through the glazed panes on the door.

Zuo Yi strode up the steps and punched out.

Boom!

The next moment, the thick gate that was more than five meters tall was instantly torn apart under the bombardment of his fist!

The people who were in the palace looked at the door at the same time, and their eyes were all focused on Zuo Yi, who had just broken into the palace.

There was a look of anger on their faces!

The witch temple has a high status in the country of Lenny, even if the governor of a province comes over, he must be respectful, and dare not be rude and offended.

What's more, the Wushen Temple has a big head master in charge, plus many disciples and disciples, no one has ever dared to come to the door to find trouble, it's just impatient!

In the eyes of several head-lowering masters, Zuo Yi at this moment is already a dead man!

But before they could make a move, Zuo Yi punched out again.

Punching the void, thunder roared, and the unrivaled strength swept through the entire palace in an instant, and the people present were all stunned, whether it was a head descender with extraordinary abilities, or ordinary attendants and servants, none of them were spared.

This is already the result of Zuo Yi's mercy, otherwise it would not be a problem for him to shock everyone to death with one punch.

Dealing with these small miscellaneous fish, Zuo Yi's footsteps did not stop, he passed through the brightly lit hall and the corridor inside, and arrived at the location of the apse in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

Another portal was violently blasted open by Zuo Yi.

Got it!

The area of the apse is much smaller than that of the front hall, and there is only one descending master who sits upright in front of the statue.

The head descender was about forty or fifty years old, with dark skin and a slender body, a horse's face, a pair of triangular eyes that looked like poisonous snakes, and a dark red rattan staff in his left hand.

"Kazaga?"

Facing Zuo Yi who suddenly broke into the door, the horse-faced head lowerer did not have the slightest panic, staring at Zuo Yi's eyes flashed with a vicious light, as if he was staring at his prey.

Hiss~

Colorful poisonous snakes emerged from different parts of the apse at the same time, turning the place into a snake den in an instant.

There was a fishy smell in the air, and these poisonous snakes swallowed snake letters at Zuo Yi, twisting their snake bodies and approaching him!

"Who are you?"

The horse-faced head lowering master asked again, and it was actually changed to very authentic Chinese!

Zuo Yi ignored the army of poisonous snakes that surrounded him from all directions, and said lightly: "It's really not easy to find you, ask me, how does it feel like to be cursed?"

Previously, Zuo Yi used a purification potion to expel the curse from Fang Yonghe's body, destroying it with the help of the power of light, and at the same time severely injuring the spellcaster, and then locking the other party's breath.

And the horse-faced head lowering master in front of him is the culprit who helped Bai Nali curse the other party's Yonghe!

Huo Ran, the horse-faced head lowering master, stood up, his face distorted with anger.

The Soul Eater Spell he gave to Fang Yonghe was extraordinary, able to continuously absorb the life vitality of the host and condense it into a spell, controlling its life and death.

However, the casting of the Soul Eater Spell is very difficult, and it needs to consume his natal essence blood to complete, and once it is cracked, it will eat itself, which is quite risky.

Originally, in just a few months, the Soul Devouring Spell in Fang Yonghe's body would be fully mature, and he only needed to go to Hong Kong City to extract it, which would be an excellent material for refining magic weapons.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the spell body was destroyed, causing him to be counterattacked and almost lost his life.

What is even more unexpected is that the other party dares to blatantly knock on the door!

The infinite anger of the horse-faced head lowering master made the poisonous snakes he had cultivated around him stand up at the same time, opened their mouths to reveal their sharp fangs, and made a creepy hissing sound towards Zuo Yi!

"Asayaghanika!"

The enraged horse-faced head descender raised the cane in his hand and pointed at Zuo Yi, chanting a spell quickly in his mouth.

A sinister and poisonous aura shot out from the head of the staff, like an arrow from the string shooting towards Zuo Yi, as fast as lightning!

But Zuo Yi threw another punch.

Different from the invisible energy of the previous punch, this punch exploded, and the fist instantly ignited with scorching flames, and the spell cast by the horse-faced head lowering master was destroyed and annihilated by Zuo Yi's violent fist before it could get close.

Didn't make any difference.

And the horse-faced head lowering master was like being hit head-on by a 10,000-pound hammer, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily, blood from his mouth and nose spurted wildly, and he didn't know how many bones were broken!

The blazing fist wind was turbulent, crushing all the poisonous snakes around it into powder.

Smack!

It took a full two or three seconds for the horse's face to fall off the wall, and it was already more out of breath and less in and in.

"You, you're waiting..."

He fell to the ground on his stomach, stared at Zuo Yi with great resentment, and hissed with the last trace of strength: "I, my master, no, no..."

Before the words were finished, the horse-faced head lowering master couldn't lift it in one breath, and there was no more sound.

Zuo Yi looked at the corpse quietly for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

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