The figure of the young master of the Wumen came to an abrupt halt and could no longer move, which made the young master of the Wumen have a frightened expression on his face.

"I originally wanted to play with you, so why rush to die?"

Ning Chen shook his head, his tone was still relaxed and casual: "Since you want to die, then I'll ...... I will fulfill you. ”

The two fingers merged, and the void flickered.

Already far away from this place, the knife in the hand of one of the Wumen disciples came out of his hand and flew towards the young master of the Wumen.

The old witch god's expression changed suddenly: "You dare." ”

Unable to care about attacking Ning Chen anymore, the old witch god hurriedly operated the compass in an attempt to stop the knife and save his son.

However, the compass was a step late.

The long knife leaped in and slashed through the neck of the young master of the Witch Sect.

Because all this happened so fast, the young master of the Wumen Sect didn't even react, there was still horror in his eyes, and then he collapsed.

Young Master of Wumen, die!

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"Zheng'er, my son......" The old witch god looked at this scene and was full of grief, his son's talent was much stronger than him, and his future achievements were definitely above him, so he tried his best to cultivate.

But.

He's dead.

And so his son died.

It's not too easy to die.

Witnessing this process, and he failed to save his son, the old witch god burst into tears, and his expression became hideous in the next moment: "You killed my son, I want you to pay for my son's life." ”

"It's up to you, and you're worthy?"

Ning Chen didn't question the strength of the old witch god, the main thing was that the old witch god really didn't have this qualification.

"Death, all have to die, my son is dead, don't even think about it. The old witch god's eyes were red, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and his facial features were even squeezed together because of distortion, and his appearance was extremely ugly.

I saw the old witch god recall the compass, and the compass was suspended in front of the old witch god.

"Poof. ”

The tip of the old witch god's tongue spat out essence blood and sprayed it on the compass.

The aura of the compass skyrocketed in an instant.

"Woohoo. ”

The compass spun and flew out under the control of the old witch god, but the target of the compass was not Ning Chen, but those witch disciples who were far away from the battle area, the compass spun and flew by, easily passing through the body of a disciple, leaving a bloody hole in the chest.

Followed by the second one, the second elder, who was supported by his disciple, lowered his head and forgot the blood hole in his chest, and his pupils gradually dilated.

He couldn't understand why the old witch god wanted to kill him.

Third ......

The Three Elders of the Witch Sect.

The fourth.

The Five Elders of the Witch Sect.

Immediately followed by the disciples of the Wumen.

More and more Wumen disciples were brutally poisoned by the old witch god.

And the compass breath that absorbed the blood was even worse, indiscriminate slaughter.

No, it should be considered a precision slaughter, because the old witch god only kills his own people.

The disciples of the Wumen scattered in horror and fled outside, begging for mercy continuously: "The old witch god spares his life......"

"Old Witch God, why are you killing us? ”

"Old Witch God, you must not die well......"

Some people beg for mercy, some people curse, the compass has precise targets, and the stronger the strength, the faster they will die.

It didn't take long for the compass to spin and fly back, seeming to absorb enough blood, oozing red light.

The disciples who fled showed the happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and they didn't dare to stay here at all, so they fled towards the bottom of the mountain.

The old witch god looked crazy, and a strange smile came out of his mouth: "Little beast, I admit that I underestimated you before, but if you can force me to use the blood sacrifice method, you are proud enough, I almost sacrificed the disciples of the entire witch sect with blood, as long as you do not reach that realm, you will definitely die today." ”

"Let's go and bury the old man's son. ”

The compass whistled, the red light was strong, and in an instant it made people feel like they had fallen into a sea of blood, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

Ning Chen didn't expect that after killing the young master of the Witch Sect, he would be able to force the old witch god to use such a cruel active skill.

He doesn't have to do anything.

And the witch gate was destroyed.

The compass roared and fell, Ning Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he reached out to pick it up, this trick is a bit interesting, it is too wasteful.

Kill one enemy, and lose a hundred of yourself.

The menacing compass emitted a bloody glow, destroying the withering and decaying.

However, this compass that seemed to be overwhelming was easily grasped by Ning Chen, and the attack of the old witch god wasted man could not even make Ning Chen retreat even a little.

Ning Chen's current body was in tatters after all, and he couldn't block all of the compass's attacks, and the only remaining residual power turned into a sharp blade, cutting a small hole in Ning Chen's clothes.

Old Witch God: "???"

"How is this possible?" the old witch god screamed.

At such a big cost, he didn't even hurt Ning Chen, but he only cut the opening of his clothes, and even Ning Chen's skin couldn't be broken, which made the old witch god unacceptable.

"Insect carving skills. Ning Chen was slightly annoyed.

He had his clothes torn by an ant?

The hand that grabbed the compass suddenly exerted.

"Click. ”

A slight voice came.

Under the stunned gaze of the old witch god, the compass that was grabbed by Ning Chen in his hand had cracks that widened bigger and bigger, and then shattered into countless pieces with a 'bang', and he regarded it as a magic weapon for the treasure, but was thrown on the ground by Ning Chen as garbage.

It's just a beginner-level magic weapon, how can it get into Ning Chen's eyes.

"Poof. ”

The magic weapon was destroyed, and the old witch god was severely injured by the backlash, and opened his mouth to spit out blood.

Escape!

This also made the old witch god sober up, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

Damn it.

How could such a strong person come to such a small place like Lingnan, and why did their Wumen provoke such a strong person?

He doesn't have time to grieve now, he just wants to escape from here as soon as possible, otherwise their father and son are afraid that they will have to go on the road together, as for the son is gone, as long as he is alive, he can continue to live, and the witch gate will be gone if he is gone, and giving him time can still create a witch gate that is not weaker than the current one.

"I want to run. ”

Ning Chen grabbed the void.

Gravitationalism.

The Great Grandmaster can catch it.

King Wu can catch it.

Even if he crossed the level of the Martial King, in front of his gravitational technique, it was still controllable.

The old witch god encountered the situation of the young master of the witch gate before, his face suddenly turned gray, he wanted to bow his head and worship, but his body was bound by an invisible force that made him unable to move at all, the old witch god begged for mercy again and again: "Seniors spare my life, I have eyes and don't know Taishan......"

"Shut up. Ning Chen frowned: "Where is the ancient vine, hand it over." ”