"This person is terrifying!Why hasn't the Witch God come out yet, only the Witch God King can deal with him!"

When everyone in the Wumen recognized Mo Xiaofan, they were directly desperate, and the crowd retreated like a tide, and soon, the panic intensified.

"Tell me where the Witch God King is, and spare you from dying!"

Mo Xiaofan held the spirit sword in his hand and asked in a cold voice.

He carefully probed several times, but he didn't find any God Realm powerhouses, and besides, the movement here was so big, if the Witch God was there, it would be impossible not to notice it.

He had a faint feeling that something was wrong, wasn't the witch god here?

At this time, he was very worried about Zheng Wei's Heavenly Soul.

For him, no matter how many people he killed, it was meaningless, and it was not as important as recovering Zheng Wei's Heavenly Soul.

"The Witch God King is the supreme god, he will definitely kill you!"

Seeing Mo Xiaofan approaching step by step, the people in the Wumen who were directly in front of Mo Xiaofan felt the pressure like a mountain.

"If you don't say it, then I'll kill you until you open your mouth!"

Mo Xiaofan's voice fell, and the sword in his hand swung out.

This sword was unremarkable, but it slashed through a dazzling green light, like a life-seeking sickle more than ten meters long, nearly a hundred people in the Wumen stopped and cut it in half, and suddenly, the dense crowd in front of him vacated a large area, covered with blood and severed limbs.

"Now, does anyone speak?"

No one answered, because everyone was dumbfounded.

Killing a hundred people with one sword is too terrifying.

It's too much beyond the psychological cognition of the people in these witches.

"Brush!"

Mo Xiaofan didn't care about this, if he didn't answer, then he would kill again, it was another dazzling green mang, and another hundred and ten people were killed on the spot, and blood was flying.

"Don't you say it yet?"

Brush!

The third sword, the entire dense crowd in front of him, was almost half less.

is so fierce that it shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods.

"Plop plop—"

The powerhouses of the various sects were completely killed, and those who were close knew that there was no hope of escaping, they knelt on the ground one after another, and those who were far away screamed and scurried around, and those who ran were fast.

"Lord Immortal, let's say that Lord Witch God is convening a meeting of the patriarchs of the various sects in Wuhai...... Please spare our lives. ”

There were thousands of people kneeling on the ground, and they hurriedly said.

"Wuhai, is it the lake to the north?"

Mo Xiaofan's divine thoughts had already probed the gloomy lake in the north of the town, and he didn't find any powerful aura except that he felt very evil.

"Yes, it is the private domain of the witch god, and none of us have ever entered it, nor dare we dare to go in, I heard that it is at the bottom of the lake. ”

Someone answered.

"At the bottom of the lake!"

Mo Xiaofan was sure that these people didn't panic, he was too lazy to kill again, the most important thing for him was to find Zheng Wei's yang soul.

He ignored the ants, his figure flashed, a shadow of light flashed, and after a few breaths, he stood on the roof of a building by the lake.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways, it turns out that there is a formation!"

Mo Xiaofan probed a little and found that in this strange lake, the aura was extremely strong, it was a rare cultivation secret realm, and it was shrouded in a rather clever formation.

Of course, the mastery mentioned here is only relative to the level of formation on the earth.

In Mo Xiaofan's eyes, this formation couldn't even compare to his five lore formations, and if he wanted to break it, it was just a matter of effort.

His mind dispersed, and he soon discovered all the eyes of this formation, but he did not force it to be broken, but took advantage of the loophole of the formation to skillfully break a hole in the formation, and went down to the bottom of the lake unconsciously.

The lake below suddenly became extremely clear, Mo Xiaofan was like a fish, drilled into a stone cave at the bottom of the lake, and after entering, he turned around and walked about hundreds of meters, and there was an upward stone ladder in front of him.

"It's hidden enough. ”

Mo Xiaofan paused for a while, and found that the top of the stone ladder was out of the water, and there were four strong men with deep breath guarding it.

"Die!"

Mo Xiaofan directly launched a divine thought attack.

The four powerhouses looked stunned at the same time, bleeding from the seven orifices, limp to the ground, and the dead could no longer die.

He ascended the stone staircase to the top, and suddenly it dawned that this place was already above the lake, and the exact location should be within a mountain.

"Who is that? How did you get in?"

Suddenly, two strong men guarding in front of a stone room, one with a pitch-black yin snake coiled around his neck, and the other with a skull knife in his hand, questioned sharply.

"Of course it's in!"

Mo Xiaofan said, waving the spirit sword in his hand, and a sword swept towards the two of them.

"Dare to trespass on the territory of the witch god, die!"

The two strong men didn't know Mo Xiaofan's details, and they regarded their cultivation as superb, and the skeleton knife in one person's hand slashed straight towards the swept sword, and the other released the Yin Snake.

"Click!"

The materialized cyan sword was like slicing tofu, cutting the skeletal knife that exuded an evil aura in half, and the speed did not decrease at all, cutting off the head of the strong man holding the knife.

"Whew!"

Mo Xiaofan opened his five fingers and held the Yin Snake that flew to the front.

"Ah, how is that possible!?"

The strong man who released the snake directly compared it to the shock, and his partner's blood splashed his face all over his face, and suddenly saw that his yin snake was actually caught by the young man in his hand, and he couldn't move at all!

Nima, that's a yin snake!

This snake is not only highly venomous, but also dies when touched, and what is even more terrifying is that it is said that this snake is a thing in the underworld, specializing in devouring people's souls.

How could such a terrifying yin snake be caught by outsiders with their hands?

What made him think that what was dazzling was that the yin snake grinned with its teeth and looked extremely painful, gradually becoming nothing, until it disappeared completely.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?"

The unpredictable methods of the young man in front of him completely collapsed the strong man who played with snakes.

"The gods who clean up your garbage. ”

Mo Xiaofan raised his foot and kicked him into the stone chamber behind him.

"Boom!"

The area of the stone chamber is huge, and there is a cave in it, like a huge palace, and there are eighteen old men with deep breaths standing on both sides, and these thirty-six people are all patriarchs or chief elders of various sects.

In the most prominent position of the main hall, there is an old man shrouded in black robes, this person is the spiritual leader of the Wumen, the Wushen King, and he is holding a snake-headed scepter in his hand, which is the most mysterious and powerful magic weapon in the entire Wumen-the Staff of Hell.

The Witch God King is convening an emergency meeting of the powerful figures of all races, one is to integrate the scattered major sects together, eliminate the prejudice of the factions, and in the future, there will be only one Witch Gate, and there will be only one Sect Master, that is, he Witch God King.

The second topic is about the elimination of the Chinese Mo Xiaofan.

The witch god was about to speak on the second topic, but with a bang, the guard at the door smashed down among them, blood spurting from his mouth, and he soon died in front of them.

Immediately after, a young figure walked in slowly, and the young man was still holding a spirit sword that flashed blue light.