"Now, the second question, what are those monsters that can fly in the sky?"

Yang Ji opened his mouth and smiled.

"You're dead, I'm not going to say it. ”

The white slave learned his lesson this time, turned his head to the side, and didn't vomit a single one.

"Haha, you'll say it. ”

Yang Ji raised his hand, and with a sonorous sound, a flying sword immediately appeared in his hand. The three-foot-long sword body shone with cold light, facing the altar behind him:

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Do you want to stall for time, send a signal to your people, or do you want to wait for someone from the other side of the teleportation array to come?"

These simple words are like whips on the white slave, deep into the bones. The white slave was said to be thoughtful, and his face changed suddenly.

That's right! He's just trying to stall!

Voodoo cultists don't care about sacrifice, it's honorable to die for the church. But he didn't want to die like that. A terrifying peak martial arts master lurking at the bottom of the sea without anyone knowing, this is a huge threat.

If you don't warn the chiefs, your own death will be meaningless.

If he wanted to die, he could have died long ago. The reason why I endured it was because I wanted to delay time. Voodoo has many ways to resist criminal law.

He had long been mentally prepared to wait for Yang Ji to be executed, which was the best way to delay. But if Yang Ji destroys the teleportation channel, everyone will be trapped here.

"You won't, you won't! You'll be trapped here!"

The white slave gritted his teeth.

"Hey, let's give it a try. ”

Yang Ji raised the long sword in his hand again and aimed it at the altar. There was already a wisp of cold light nearly a foot long shining on the tip of the sword, and it seemed that it could shoot out at any moment.

"Bastard!"

The white slave struggled frantically and became furious:

"Stop, don't think I don't know. That giant beast just now is your hand!"

"You're smart!"

Yang Ji was really surprised, this guy could actually guess that it was his hand just now, which was really beyond his expectations. But it's even better, he has this kind of wit, and he must know more information.

Smiling, Yang Ji continued to speak:

"By the way. I was able to find this place because of you!"

"I'll kill you!"

The white slave's eyes turned red and he roared angrily.

Before, the crocodile-shaped giant beast suddenly went berserk and was full of weirdness. He didn't know it yet, but when he saw Yang Ji, he immediately understood. It's just that he couldn't have imagined that Yang Ji had been following him all the time.

I actually brought him to the teleportation array by myself!

The impact was so great that his lungs were going to explode.

"It's still a sentence, to say it or not to say it. ”

Yang Ji smiled elegantly, like a demon, and aimed the long sword in his hand at the altar. The spitting sword light grew a few points again, and it was only a few feet away from the altar.

The white slave lay on the ground, glaring at Yang Ji fiercely, his face was blue and white. If vision can kill, Yang Ji is afraid that he will die dozens of times.

"Okay, I say!"

The white slave finally spoke. Compared to the security of the teleportation channel, the things that are well-known in the voodoo cult such as the Flying Iron Corpse are not very important:

"The black flying monster you see is called the Flying Iron Corpse, which is specially produced by our Voodoo Cult. The whole body is as hard as gold and iron, not to mention. And it's powerful. Looking at the world, there is no other home but our voodoo religion. ”

"The Flying Iron Corpse is not afraid of fire and water. Not afraid of the blade. It's a powerful weapon for us in Voodoo. ”

"And on top of the Flying Iron Corpse, there is an even more powerful Flying Bronze Corpse, which is the golden corpse you see. The power of the Flying Bronze Corpse is greater and harder than that of the Flying Iron Corpse, and it can also absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth. ”

"And on the Flying Bronze Corpse, there are also Flying Silver Corpse and Flying Golden Corpse! I've never seen it. ”

"The Flying Silver Corpse is comparable to your Ninefold Martial Venerable, as for the Flying Golden Corpse,...... Hmph, even your Martial Saint is no match!"

In the end, Bai Nu looked at Yang Jisen and smiled. The threat is full of meaning.

Although the reputation of Voodoo is not obvious and not many people know about it, it has long been thunderous in the ears of those who know it, and even the family and the gate valve dare not do Voodoo right.

Yang Ji, a small martial artist, was bold enough to actually hit their attention. In the eyes of the white slave, this is completely crazy and self-defeating!

"Hey, who do you think we are? What kind of little cult do you think our Voodoo is in the county? Hehe, when you know our Voodoo, you'll know what a stupid thing you've done. ”

The white slave rolled his eyes and Yang Ji sneered.

The opponents of the Voodoo Cult have never ended well, and even the family has been overturned, let alone a lone martial artist like Yang Ji.

All that awaits him is a tragic fate!

"By the way, I will tell you that you are dead. We'll make your corpse into a flying bronze corpse. The corpse of a strong man of your caliber has always been the great love of our voodoo cult. ”

The white slave said with an impulse to vent his anger.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's heart was suddenly shocked, and he lowered his head suddenly, his eyes stared at Bai Nu, his pupils contracted, and his eyes were full of cold light:

"Your flying monsters are all made of corpses?"

"Hahaha, it's not a corpse, what do you think it is? This kind of skill, under the whole world, the empire of all worlds, as long as we voodoo sect master!"

The white slave laughed, and suddenly felt a lot more angry.

Yang Ji's eyes were full of murder, although he knew that this voodoo cult was not a good way. But Yang Ji didn't expect that these people were still evil and evil compared to the evil princes and ghost mansions!

Using corpses to refine flying iron corpses and bronze corpses, not to mention such forces, their martial arts and spells are bound to be extremely evil, far beyond ordinary evil martial artists.

I'm afraid this force is much more evil and ruthless than the Tianyin faction I have encountered!

"What is the origin of this voodoo?"

Yang Ji's heart went up and down, although he knew a name, but Yang Ji had no concept of this name. Despite this, Yang Ji will know sooner or later in the future.

"Last question......

Yang Ji took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart:

"What do you voodoo cultists want to do hunting beasts here? Don't tell me that it's for refining bronze blood weapons, refining bronze blood weapons doesn't have to be so troublesome at all. ”

"Buzz!"

Hearing Yang Ji's words, Bai Nu's face changed suddenly. This time, he didn't even spit out a single note. I didn't want to think about it, so I bit my tongue.

The vitality of the martial artist is quite strong, and although biting his tongue like this will not die like an ordinary person, it can at least break Yang Ji's thoughts. Don't let any words come out of his mouth.

"Whew!"

With a flash of light, a stick the thickness of a little finger shattered two of the white slave's teeth and plunged into his mouth, stopping him from moving.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, he took a step forward, leaned down, and a wisp of invisible spirit pierced into the white slave's soul without hesitation.

"Ahh

A terrible scream sounded, and the juice on the white slave's forehead instantly burst like rain, and the whole person spasmed from hair to fingers.

Voodoo is vicious and has many criminal penalties against its enemies. And Voodoo pushes itself and others, and also guards against opponents using this trick against themselves.

Therefore, all voodoo cultists are subjected to rigorous training to endure torture. But all the training can only survive the physical and nervous criminal law.

However, Yang Ji's criminal law is to the soul, this method is simple, but even the most brutal criminal law of Voodoo is not comparable to one-tenth of this criminal law.

When Yang Ji stabbed ten spiritual blows, the strength of the white slave was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue. In front of Yang Ji's criminal law, even death has become an incomparably beautiful treatment at this moment.

In the end, Yang Ji still got the news he wanted:

As Yang Ji imagined, the purpose of Voodoo was different from his own from the beginning. Their target is not the soul of the crocodile beast, but the flesh and blood of the crocodile beast, which is rich in the life force of the crocodile!

An eightfold peak, super-powerful Great Martial Sect-level giant beast, its purpose was just to be used as a sacrifice to absorb the appearance of another thing.

According to the voodoo man, one of Voodoo's allies found a powerful ancient beast somewhere. This may be the last remaining ancient-level beast to date.

Heaven and earth have fissioned, civilization has changed, and the world has been destroyed several times, but this ancient-level fierce beast survived by chance. And it seems to be in a deep sleep.

No one knew where the beast was. No one can find it unless it comes out on its own!

And the best way to lure it into appearing is the flesh and blood of a giant beast of the Martial Dao Eight Martial Sect level with strong vitality. This is the favorite food of this behemoth.

-- This is all the information that Yang Ji got from that voodoo cultist. It's something that others are clever enough to notice, and they don't even know about it.

As for the rest, his rank is too low, so I don't know.

"Ancient Beast...... If it spreads, I'm afraid it will set off an earthquake-level uproar!"

Yang Ji's heart was shocked, and he was also shocked.

He didn't expect this casual question to ask such earth-shattering news.

The fighting style of the leader of the Voodoo Sect was too strange, and Yang Ji just felt a little strange, feeling that their purpose was not simply to hunt the soul of the fierce beast.

It's just that no matter how innocent they are, they didn't expect that their purpose was not this crocodile giant beast at all. The crocodile beast was just a bait, a sacrifice, a way to attract another huge being, the beginning of the opponent's huge plan.

This has exceeded Yang Ji's expectations!

"How big is this voodoo cult?

Yang Ji's heart fluctuated, and he felt that his judgment of this Voodoo Cult might have been wrong from the beginning. If this guy is telling the truth, then he may have provoked a terrible force. (To be continued......)