Chapter 1211 Things are not people

Witch Gate.

Although the number of people has been increasing, there is no longer the excitement of the past in the witch gate.

In the past, the disciples of the Wusha Sect also competed fiercely with each other, but at least, in front of people, no one would take the liberty to attack them.

And these new disciples of the DJI Domain are different, they are not bound by the rules of the Wusha Gate, they don't even have the disciple token of the Wusha Gate, and they are not disciples of the Wusha Gate at all, but they are rampant and domineering in the Wusha Gate.

It is not uncommon to directly hurt people and even kill people at every turn.

The previous disciples of the Wusha Sect never felt that they were good stubble, but compared to these "outsiders", they were still too kind and benevolent.

And the most important thing is that the strength is actually insufficient, otherwise, the disciples of the Wusha Sect will not necessarily be afraid of these "outsiders".

Almost every outsider has a strength comparable to that of Wushamen Tianjiao.

This kind of strength is already the top in the Wusha Sect, and there are not many disciples who can compete with them.

And the only one who could fight against them, the Nine Heavenly Proud of the original Wusha Gate, had all been killed by these outsiders......

The disciples of the Wusha Gate were still expecting the three ancestors to take action to rectify this group of unruly outsiders, but even the three ancestors of the Wusha Gate did not seem to stay in the door, but disappeared in recent days.

The Wusha Gate has long been in chaos, and the disciples who don't have too much desire for the Ten Heavenly Glory of the Wusha Gate have all gone down the mountain, and even if they are still in the Wusha Gate, most of them have closed the door, locked themselves in the room, and dare not go out and walk around at will.

In the witch gate, the wind is loud, and everyone is in danger.

Wuyuntai and the Blood Cliff are already in a state of near ruin, and not many people care about the ranking above the Blood Cliff anymore, and not many people will choose the place of battle on Wuyuntai again.

The elder sitting in Wuyuntai once wanted to intervene, but he was seriously injured.

The person who injured him, arrogantly declared - Wusha Gate, there are Wuyuntai everywhere, you can kill people everywhere, you can kill people everywhere!

And this person, at this moment, has already prided himself on the first day of the Wusha Gate, he is from the Doctor Master Domain, known as Yi Jue!

Seeing that Wushamen was so depressed, Song Keqing's pretty face couldn't help but be full of evil.

For Wushamen, although she doesn't have much sense of belonging, at least before, the days in Wushamen were relatively pleasant.

Song Keqing thought that she and Xuanyan could continue to be so happy in the Wusha Gate, but they only left for about half a month, but they didn't expect that in the Wusha Gate, there were already things and people.

"Say, do you know the whereabouts of the Blood Master's inheritance. Just as they were not happy in their hearts, Xuan Yan and Song Keqing heard an angry shout from the front.

Looking up, I saw a disciple of the Wusha Sect being lifted by the neck of a young man with a gloomy face.

And this Wusha Sect disciple who was pinched by the neck, Xuan Yan and Song Keqing still know each other, it is Fang Ping!

"Blood Lord Inheritance - Everyone says that there is a Blood Lord Inheritance in the Wusha Gate, but after so many years, isn't there no Blood Lord Inheritance in the present world?" Fang Ping was about to cry in fright, and he said with a crying voice.

"Hmph, there is no blood lord inheritance, so what's the matter with your witchcraft?" the young man with a gloomy face snorted coldly and asked.

"It's just a little bit of a superficial blood sacrifice. Fang Ping cried with a sad face, and said very wrongly.

"The reason why the blood lord is called the blood lord is that he is the best at the method of blood sacrifice, I see that your methods are somewhat similar, if you don't want to say yes, then I will peel you off little by little, and see if there is the whereabouts of the blood lord's inheritance in your blood!" The young man of the Yin Owl laughed evilly, looked Fang Ping up and down and said.

Fang Ping was furious by him, but he still shouted loudly, "You can't do this, you can't treat our original Wusha Sect disciples like this!"

"Disciple of the Wusha Sect?hahaha, who is not, in the Wusha Sect, isn't it just that you can kill at will? What's more, it's you bunch of cheap people born in a remote place!" The young man laughed as if he had heard some joke, his face was full of disdain, and he sprayed Fang Ping's face with saliva.

"A cheap seed is a cheap seed, but I don't know it when I am in Baoshan, I haven't found the whereabouts of the blood lord inheritance for so many years, but it doesn't matter, with Xiao Ye and other DJI domain disciples making a move, the blood lord inheritance will have nothing to hide!" The young man looked proud, he was like throwing garbage, and he casually threw Fang Ping on the ground.

Then a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and looking at its appearance, it seemed that he was really going to dismember Fang Ping.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Song Keqing couldn't help but shout.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Sister Song, why did you come back?" Fang Ping turned his head to look, and after seeing Xuan Yan and Song Keqing, he was taken aback, he also thought that "Zhou Qing" and "Song Yu" would not return to Wushamen.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Sister Song, are you two also the lowly breeds of Wushamen?" Hearing this, the young man looked at Xuan Yan and Song Keqing with straight eyes.

"Cheap seed, do you call the descendants of the ancestor of Wu Qi and the ancestor of the blood lord?" Xuan Yan raised her eyebrows and asked lightly.

This person believes that he was born in the Great Territory of DJI, and he calls the disciples of the Wusha Sect a cheap race, which can be described as extremely arrogant.

"In my Wushamen territory, there have been two witch masters since ancient times, if we are both lowly species, then what are you?" Xuan Yan asked lightly.

The territory of the Wusha Gate, its area, is less than one thousandth of those witch master domains, but it is such a small and remote place, but there have been two witch masters, Wu Qi and the blood master, and those DJI domains have always claimed to be the center of the witch god world, but the probability of their appearance of the witch lord is not as high as the territory of the witch gate.

"Wu Qi, blood lord, hmph, two people who have been dead for tens of thousands of years, they are embarrassed to show off, I said that you are a cheap seed, you are a cheap seed!" said the young man of Yin Ou unashamedly.

"You-you dare to insult the Ancestor of Wu Qi and the Ancestor of the Blood Lord!" Fang Ping, who was lying on the ground, heard the words of the young man of the Yin Owl, and his face was red and his neck was thick.

The wizards in the territory of Wushamen have all grown up listening to the legends of the ancestors of Wuqi and the ancestors of the blood lord, and in their hearts, the ancestors of Wuqi and the ancestors of the blood lord are their idols and their beliefs, and they cannot tolerate any blasphemy.

This person insulted Wu Qi Ancestor and Blood Lord Ancestor like this, which touched Fang Ping's heartache.

Yes, even if he was terribly scared of the young man in front of him, Fang Ping couldn't help but speak out.

"Hmph, what about insulting them, these two are about to be blown into the sky, but if they are left to rest today, they may not be the opponents of the twelve witch masters!" the young man snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he had already stepped on Fang Ping's wrist.

"Ah!!" Fang Ping let out a scream like a pig......

(End of chapter)