The target of the attack was not Chu Fan, but the member of the Dark Witch Sect who was kneeling on the ground.

"For the sake of the island master's orders, you better hand over your body! As long as I succeed, then you will die a well-deserved death. ”

The face approached Oda and rushed away.

"Don't! Yes! I'm also from the Dark Witch Cult! I still have a child, he is only 3 years old! ”

Xiao Tian roared in pain, and the black qi on his body rolled, as if he was resisting, but it was useless.

Soon, the last trace of snow white in the pupils was filled with black mist.

With a slightly hoarse voice, it sounded to itself.

"This body is much stronger than mine."

The current Oda is the head of the ten hall masters-the Eastern Soul.

This Eastern Soul is also a strange person, if you count from the beginning of the establishment of the Dark Witch Cult, you can find it.

In the history of the Dark Witch Sect, there has always been a hall master, and his appearance will always change, but his name will always be the soul of the East.

Moreover, Dongfang Soul did not want to confront Chu Fan from the beginning. The task they received was just to let Chu Fan carry Tianlei to Tianwu Island, as for the method, there were many kinds.

The significance of the establishment of the Dark Witch Cult is to use the art of yin and evil to attract heavenly thunder.

Otherwise, he would not have let that Zhang Yu comprehend the incarnation of the ability in the confrontation with the supernatural organization.

Seeing Chu Fan looking at him, Dongfang Soul immediately controlled his body and knelt down.

"My lord, if you don't know Mount Tai with your eyes, you don't know that Your Excellency is actually a cultivator who is much higher than us."

Among the practitioners, there are a lot of rules and regulations, and not many people remember them. But the strong are respected, but it is engraved in the hearts of cultivators.

As for the sincerity of Dongfang Soul's sincerity, the performance is naturally full marks.

"Lord Fan, I know that this damned Dark Witch Cult has captured your wife, and your stepfather. I am willing to be your pawn and go to the soup for you. ”

Boom

The three loud heads were easily knocked over in this way, without dragging the mud and water at all, and it was simply done in one go.

Chu Fan looked at Dongfang Soul, his mouth rose slightly, and he seemed to be sneering.

This hall master from the Dark Witch Sect is really interesting.

Well, let him go and see what this Dark Witch Cult wants to do.

"Lead the way."

The two words seemed to carry a demagogic magic, which made Dongfang Soul's body tremble a little for a moment, and he hurriedly bent down and stood up, making a gesture of please.

Tianwu Island is located in a strait, but it is covered by white fog all year round, and only the people of the Black Witch Sect know about it.

As for ordinary people, when they enter the white mist, they will only turn out inexplicably.

This naturally formed large array is like this, with the help of the great power of heaven and earth, it can always make unexpected miracles.

The jade mirror in Tianwu Island flickered, and it seemed to be with the help of a power different from this world.

"The hour, the hour has come."

The owner of the island took the green vine and pointed to the sky, and suddenly the wind surged.

Tang Xiaoling, who was sealed in the crystal coffin, was strangely born with a trace of unique true yuan.

was gently seduced by the island owner with a green vine, and suddenly, it escaped.

The white mist around the island was noticeably thicker and deeper.

The members of the Dark Witch Sect who were still around saw the strange True Yuan floating in the air and turned into a token.

Suddenly, a fanatical look appeared on his face.

The island lord of Tianwu Island raised the vine in his hand, and with the demon's demagogic words, it suddenly sounded softly.

"Guys, it's time for your dedication."

Hearing the voice of the Heavenly Witch Island Lord, these fanatical-looking members of the Dark Witch Sect pinched their fingers into sword fingers, gently slashing their wrists, and blood flowed.

However, it did not drip on the ground.

Instead, they floated in the air, attracted by the strange true element.

"O Ancient Heavenly Witch! Your people have found your lost power and will teleport it to you with the help of the Celestial Thunder. ”

The Lord of Tianwu Island said loudly, and his feet involuntarily danced a strange dance.

"Ulala~Ulala~"

I don't know where the strange song has been passed down, and it resounded in the air.

The weird true yuan also had some temptation at the beginning, trying to dissolve with the blood, but this temptation was a little unbearable.

The blood from the wounds on the wrists of the fanatical members of the Dark Witch Cult around them was flowing faster and faster.

Finally, one of the people couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

But the blood that was sucked on his wrist had not yet stepped on the brakes, until, not a single drop of blood flowed out of his body.

When the rest of the people saw it, the frenzy on their faces became even more vigorous.

"Our brother has returned to the heavenly realm. How can we be willing to fall behind! ”

Until, the ground is full of dried corpses.

The strange true element in the air seemed to have just drunk enough, and it actually grew hands, feet, and heads.

However, they are all blood-red.

The Lord of Tianwu Island took the green vine and gently flicked it, and the mist on one side of the island actually dispersed.

With Chu Fan's oriental soul, he found a shortcut to the island, and then said with a smile:

"Lord Fan, this is the closest way to Tianwu Island."

Seeing Chu Fan's slight bow, Dongfang Soul was like a little brother, casting a black mist and condensing the black mist into a bridge.

A cultivator with the combat power of the foundation building period can still exude a certain amount of power in this world.

It's like condensing into a bridge, which is all a small means.

Following the Oriental Soul, Chu Fan raised his feet and stepped on the black mist bridge, and for a moment he had the illusion that he had been walking in the world for many years.

Not much, they stepped on the land of the island.

"Lord Fan, this is the headquarters of our Dark Witch Sect, the name of this island is Tianwu Island, and it has a long history."

Dongfang Soul smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, his face still did not change, and he introduced Chu Fan with a smile.

No, the main guest has not yet arrived, and he is a follower, so he must do a good job of follower, isn't it?

"Tianwu Island. It's a good name, but I'm a guest. Why is the owner still hiding in the corner? ”

With a flick of Chu Fan's wrist, a black arc of lightning flew out, hitting a tree somewhere on the island.

"Quack."

As if feeling pain, a child's voice like an old man's voice rang out.

The red-covered child fell from a tree and sat on top of the dirt.

Dongfang Soul's eyes were straight, and he bent down and said with a smile towards Chu Fan.

"My lord, this little kid who doesn't know where to come out dares to stand in our way. Why don't you kill it? ”

Without waiting for Chu Fan to have anything, Dongfang Soul jumped over from a distance as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Then, hiding in the woods, three or two breaths were gone.

Chu Fan had expected this, but his goal had already been achieved. The only thing to think about now is.

Where will his wife and stepfather be?