Bang bang bang!

Three brilliant spiritual lights swept through the sky like meteors cutting through the sky, and the layers of cyan Dingyuan were shrouded in a burst of cold mist, and the dazzling cold light illuminated the entire world.

Ding Yuan smashed each other, and with a bang, thousands of feet of sand and earth thunderclouds erupted from various Yuan Ding, and before the four sons of the Heavenly Sword approached Chu Ge, Ye Wuming and the others on the altar had already taken the lead and blocked them.

Yuan Ding slammed into it, and a cyan terrifying aura enveloped the air, and the entire altar was caught in a violent tear of fire and thunder... The sharp sword struck the world with all its might, and countless green tripods appeared in a hurry like an epiphany, and came to an abrupt end.

Woohoo!

The cyan clouds and mist surrounded the sky and the earth, and after the thunderclouds and lightning dissipated, several spiritual light figures swept out of the air and fell with the wind.

"Who are you who dare to stop the people of the Heavenly Sect?" Yan Gehuo crooked his eyes, and stood in the air with a mouthful of fiery red and bright red sun, seeing that Ye Wuming and the others had stopped their attack, he was a little angry, and shouted loudly.

The five sons of Tianzong have been in retreat and cultivation on the Tianshan Mountains for a long time, and they rarely walk around in the world, and they only ask about their reputation and do not know people about many things in the sect. Yes, Yan Gehuo doesn't know everyone.

"Fourth brother, the one who is holding a Pegasus hammer is the Earth Ranger Ye Wuming, the one wearing the star gloves next to him should be Zhu Rongsan Wuliang, as for the young beautiful boy, looking at his sacrificial robe outfit is a shaman, it should be a person from the Mo family!"

The blue-sleeved wind-chasing sword Liu Chuanmu fell in front of Yan Gehuo with the wind, the Kuimu sword in his hand was wrapped like a dragon between the sleeves, and bursts of cyan Kuihua were around him, his eyesight was very good, and he recognized Ye Wuming and the others after just one glance at everyone.

Although this blue-sleeved wind-chasing sword Liu Chuanmu is short-tempered and his cultivation is not too high, he is a sword cultivator of the wood wind system, and his cultivation is the Kuihua Wind Holy Technique, and the speed of Yuan Li can be called the first among the five sons.

It is precisely because of his first-class speed that he is often sent by the sect to transmit some important things, and he has the style of a special messenger.

Ye Wuming on the altar was not very surprised to see that the people of the Heavenly Sect knew him, he chuckled, and his words were generous: "Yes, I am Ye Wuming, I Ye Wuming has been away from the Southern Regions for three years, and it is really lifting to be recognized by the five sons of the Heavenly Sword!"

"Hmph, I actually know our five sons of the Heavenly Sword, and if you don't retreat quickly, our Heavenly Sect has always been fair and righteous, and you dare to stop our Heavenly Sect's good deeds, I think you are going back on your tracks!"

The dwarf Yan Gehuo glanced at Ye Wuming and the others with contempt, and a wave of anger erupted from his eyes, casually scolding everyone, Tianzong is the first righteous sect in the Shennan Region, and few people dare to openly oppose the people of Tianzong.

The corners of Yan Gehuo's mouth sneered, his indifferent eyes were full of cold arrogance, and when he mentioned his sect, there was an unconcealed arrogance on his body, as if as long as it was a matter of the Heavenly Sect, the monks in the world would make way for him.

"Master, what if I don't retreat? I think your Heavenly Sect can be me?"

Wu Liang was the first to stand up, shrugged his shoulders, he raised the crown wood and earth phase hat on his head, squinted slightly, didn't look at Yan Gehuo, and replied in a cold voice with a playful attitude.

"Well, I also want to see how the people of the Heavenly Sect behave?" Ye Wuming sneered, also ignoring Yan Gehuo's existence, he looked up at Chu Ge not far away: "A powerhouse of the Yuan God Realm actually made a move against a monk of the Open Pulse Realm, if this is spread out, I am afraid that the Heavenly Sect will be discredited!"

Ye Wuming said coldly, this Yan Gehuo's move just now, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he wanted to catch Chu Ge to blackmail Mo Caiwei, but he was stopped by Ye Wuming and others.

"You... You fart!" Hearing Ye Wuming's sarcastic words, Yan Gehuo's face was obviously a little unbearable, and his face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, he did have this kind of dirty idea just now.

"It seems that you are determined to go against me, but do you know that Mo Caiwei is transformed by a lich, and our Heavenly Sect has been ordered to subdue the demon, if you insist on blocking it, have you ever thought of the consequences!"

Yan Gehuo rose in the air against the red sun Fang Ding, he originally wanted to shoot directly at Ye Wuming, but when he glanced at Mo Caiwei, a strange sinister smile appeared on Hei Tan's face, and he suddenly changed his mind and threw such a bombshell news to everyone.

"You're a fucking fart, how can my sister be a lich!" Mo Xinsang heard Yan Gehuo say that his sister was a lich, and he was immediately furious, his eyebrows were cold, and the pear vortex with two stars fluttering was full of killing intent, and he was about to make a move.

"Lich, Yan Gehuo, do you know what the lich represents? If your Heavenly Sect just said that Mo Caiwei was a lich just to get the Drop Immortal, then your Heavenly Sect would not even be as good as these outlaws who were fighting openly and secretly!"

Ye Wuming hugged Mo Xinsang and suppressed his impulsive killing intent, the lich is the public enemy of the entire Fengshen Continent, saying that Mo Caiwei is a lich, the meaning in it is extremely deep.

"Hmph, as you said, if Mo Caiwei is a lich, then aren't many shamans of the Mo family all lichs, and if they are witches, they naturally know witchcraft, but I have never seen anyone in the Mo family use witchcraft, besides, if Mo Caiwei is really a lich, it is impossible for us not to feel even a trace of lich qi!"

Wu Liang snorted coldly, his tone was full of doubts, the lich is an ancient bloody clan, who wants to rule the entire Fengshen Continent, and has already been suppressed under the thirteen corpses by the joint force, how can there be a lich who can escape from it.

In Wu Liang's eyes, Yan Gehuo said that Mo Caiwei was a lich, but he wanted to snatch Di Xian in a different way, and such an act was not even a shameless villain.

"Yes, you said that Mo Caiwei is a lich, it's really ridiculous, if you can come up with evidence, we will naturally not stop Tianzong from subduing the demon, but if you can't prove it, just get out of Wu'an as soon as possible, Tianzong is the number one righteous sect in the Southern Regions in vain!"

Ye Wuming's clothes were fluttering, his face was righteous, he stood on the altar with a heavenly horse hammer in his hand, and a majestic righteousness emanated from his body, if Mo Caiwei was really a lich, he would definitely not help the Mo family again.

In his heart, the Mo family can't be a lich, if it's a demon, it is impossible not to see it with the means of the Medical God Valley, yes, Tianzong's words, in his opinion, are a big joke of a villain's behavior.

"Okay, if you want proof, then I'll prove it to you!"

Yan Gehuo shouted, his robe was lightly raised, and he swept towards the altar with the red sun, and with a volley in the air, a brilliant jade bottle appeared in his hand.

The jade bottle was small and delicate, and the whole body was translucent red, with runes like cockscomb flowers carved everywhere in the bottle, and bursts of strange spiritual light swirled in it.

The moment Yan Gehuo opened the bottle, he could vaguely smell that the scarlet liquid in the delicate jade bottle had a certain peculiar fragrance, a bit like the fragrance of lotus flowers, and some like the spleen fragrance of spider plants, all kinds of fragrances were mixed.

"Is that the disguised witch devouring liquid?" Ye Wuming saw the bottle in Yan Gehuo's hand, his eyebrows raised slightly, he was well-informed, when he traveled to Middle-earth, he had seen this kind of red orangutane liquid in a broken ancient book, and he recognized it at a glance.

The Disguised Witch Eater, also known as Witch Eater, is a strange potion developed by a healer in ancient times based on the special constitution of the Lich, and it is rumored that once this thing touches the Lich or is infested by the Lich, the Lich will be exposed in its original form.

"Fellow god monks, the lich is the public enemy of my god continent, and the bottle in my hand is a disguised witch devouring liquid, if this Mo girl is really an ancient lich, then I hope everyone will work together to help my Heavenly Sect kill the witch and subdue the demon!"

Yan Ge Huoshen smiled lightly, picked up the jade bottle in his hand and raised it to the sky, his voice was as vast as a mountain and sea, and he was full of the righteousness of Tianzong Weidao, for some reason, he was sure that Mo Caiwei was the legendary lich.

His words were originally addressed to many scattered monks, but in fact they were advising Ye Wuming and Wu Liang, it seemed that only these two could compete with the Heavenly Sect.

"You don't want to spray people with blood, open your mouth to say a lich, shut up a lich, this legendary witch eater night even the Dan Fang has been lost, who knows that what you have in your hand is the real witch devouring liquid? I think you are a lich!"

Mo Caiwei saw that Chu Ge on the altar was fine, so she used Ding to protect herself, and smashed Yan Ge Huo with the Ding Snow Furnace.

The willow eyebrows were slightly slight, the cold flowers were swirling, and a cold killing intent erupted from her beautiful eyes, Mo Caiwei was not a lich in the first place, and she was framed by the people of Tianzong at will at this moment, where could she bear it.

A burst of cyan sacrificial power quietly circulated in her hands, Mo Caiwei stepped on the crystal star coffin, pressed her hands the crystal ball, and a silver-white frost snow dragon burst out of it, slamming towards Yan Gehuo.

"Hmph, did the dog jump off the wall in a hurry? Then I'll let these people take a good look at your true face, only if you show the original form of the lich, my Tianzong can do the right thing for the heavens!"

Yan Gehuo swept towards Mo Caiwei with the red sun, his face was gloomy like water, he smiled faintly, as if he was in his chest: "Senior brothers, please follow me to punish the witch and subdue the demon!"

The other three sons asked, without thinking, they all pinched the trick and cursed, with their bodies to resist the tripod, with a bang, the four cyan sword tripods smashed towards the Ding snow furnace in mid-air at the same time, and the cyan sword erupted from the green tripod, striking the world and the earth.

The dazzling sword was extremely powerful, directly splitting the snow dragon in mid-air into remnant snow fragments, and bursts of Qingyuan snowflakes fell with the wind, covering the heavens and the earth.

Snort!

At the moment when the sword tripod smashed through the snow dragon, the delicate jade bottle in Yan Gehuo's hand was thrown in the air, and the scarlet strange liquid swayed like thick ink, flying towards Mo Caiwei at great speed.

At the moment when the scarlet liquid was about to touch Mo Caiwei, a red strange spirit rune quickly flew out of it, and the dazzling rune light was extremely bright, like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire heaven and earth in an instant.

I felt that my eyes lit up, and everyone's eyes couldn't be opened in the floating light, but in an instant, the spirit rune floated in the air, turning into bursts of red clouds and rain, and poured down on Mo Caiwei's head.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they saw a burst of green mist disappearing with the wind on Mo Caiwei's body, and the demon clouds were filled, and the demonic blue light flashed from her body, forming a cyan gossip mirror in mid-air.

A shocking scene has appeared!

The blue light demon cloud dissipated, and Mo Caiwei turned into a white-haired witch who was over 100 years old under the light of the gossip mirror.

Her hair was disheveled, her body was cold, her face was as old as a broken twig, and her blue eyes were sunken into her brows like dead fish, like a dying old witch, scrutinizing the heavens and the earth, and exuding a chilling lich aura.

She clung to a broken and peeling cane, and the sticky old man's spots on her face were constricted, like purple crumbs in a sewage canal, so disgusting that even a beggar on the street couldn't help but spit out thick phlegm and wanted to spit on it.