In these hundreds of Changhong, everyone is like an arrow from the string, with a strong momentum between the roars, if it becomes a whole, from all directions, as if it wants to cut the nothingness.

These people are one of the backbones of the Witch God Temple for countless years, they are stationed in the Nine Netherworld all the year round, and they will not leave easily, they come from various tribes, but now in their minds, the only glory is not the belonging of the bloodline, but the Witch God Temple!

Each of them has experienced the test of blood and rain, experienced the severe cold of life and death, and even each of them has no name of their own, and some are just the names left by their predecessors.

Among their cultivation, most of them have not reached the realm of Hou Wu, but the weakest is also Yang Wu!

At this moment, the evil qi emanating from them was monstrous, making the heaven and earth faintly appear as if a huge whirlpool composed of evil qi was slowly rotating.

Wu Shenwei is easy to come out, and now that it appears, it can be seen that Zhang Lai of the Witch God Temple, his inner opponent Su Ming's Chishi, is determined to win!

The iron and wood expression of the Donglai Department changed, and after his eyes swept over the whirlpool of evil qi composed of the whistling Changhong around him, he looked at the red stone in front of Su Ming again, his face was gloomy, and he took a few steps back, but he did not return to the hall with his tribesmen to show his abandonment.

He's waiting, waiting to see what the other tribes have to say.

One of the most powerful tribes of the Wu Clan, the World Heaven Division, had offered Su Ming a price when the Ghost Spirit Flower was before, but when the Witch God Temple elder exited, the middle-aged man who was speechless also looked gloomy at this moment, and in this Nine Yin Realm, it was difficult for any of the most of them to confront the Witch God Temple.

Because the people who stay here in the witch temple all the year round exceed most of them!

In the Haiqiu Division, the Holy Maiden Wanqiu looked at Su Ming, her face was a little complicated, as if she was hesitating about something.

The white-clothed maiden bit her lip, she knew some of the secrets of the Nine Netherworlds, and she knew that once the people of the sect knew that they would never give up this red stone that might really exist in the Divine Flower, she couldn't stop it...... All she could do was take a step forward.

"It's okay to take this red stone, but I ask the Witch God Temple not to hurt people!"

As the words of the white-clothed maiden came out, the elder of the Witch God Temple who was walking towards Su Ming paused, he looked back at the woman lightly, and after his eyes flashed slightly, he nodded.

He doesn't care about this woman, but what he cares about is her identity and origin...... The Hidden Dragon Sect of the Immortal Clan, you must know that the relationship between the Witch God Temple and the Hidden Dragon Sect today can be said to be very delicate.

If this woman proposes not to let the Witch God Temple take this stone, this old man can still ignore it, after all, the ownership of this stone not only belongs to the Witch God Temple, but will also be valued by the Hidden Dragon Sect, but she just said that she would not hurt the ant-like junior in front of her, and he would naturally not refuse this matter.

Tian Lanmeng lowered his head and did not speak from beginning to end, and his inner thoughts could not be known to outsiders.

The crowd on the earth below was silent at the moment, and their eyes were condensed on these people in the sky, especially Su Ming, who was even more looked at by most people.

There was emotion, smugness, schadenfreude, and pity in those eyes.

The progress of everything has already decided Su Ming's fate, and it seems that he is powerless to resist at all, so he can only let others influence him, after all, here, strength is everything!

How can a little Yang Wu fight against the Witch God Temple, even if he can fight with the Hou Wu, but in the eyes of the old man who has half a foot in a desperate situation, he is still just an ant.

Nangong Zhen's face was pale, he didn't expect things to progress like this, if it was just the old man of the Witch God Temple, he would not be afraid, and he could even help Su Ming fight against him.

After all, with his old man, Nangong Zhen knew that the other party would not do anything to him, at most he would just teach.

But the current reversal caught him off guard, this is no longer the elder's business alone, the witch god guard has been dispatched, and the appearance of the god line leaf has raised the matter to an extremely high level, this red stone, it is not the elder who wants it personally, but the witch god temple to ask for it!

How does this make him choose......

Nangong Zhen's face became more and more pale, on the one hand, he grew up from the door and had an inextricably linked witch temple, and on the other hand, he was a friend who had just known him for a short time.

But this friend saved his life...... This friend made him feel that although he had not known him for a long time, he was very close to him, and this friend agreed to buy Akaishi with him at his request......

Su Ming's expression was as usual, almost the moment the old man's words came out, he had already stopped cutting, and his right hand slapped on the red stone where the divine spirit line had appeared, and immediately put the stone into the storage bag, calmly watching the development of things.

He looked at the domineering actions and words of the old man of the Witch Temple because of his profound cultivation, saw the indifferent expressions of the witch gods in the surrounding Changhong, saw the retreat of Tiemu, and saw the hesitation of Haiqiu Wanqiu.

In the same way, he also saw the Tianlan Dream with his head down and the one that walked out, which made Su Ming's pupils shrink, and he felt familiar with Tianlan Ancestor. Also, he saw the white-clothed maiden, this is the only one here, the person who spoke for him, Su Ming could feel the concern revealed in these words, but he could hardly see that the root of this concern was because he was called fate by her, or something else.

But in any case, the words of the woman in white "Su Ming remembered."

"All the causes in the outside world, if there are no drastic changes, if there is no reversal of the heavenly ravine, it is difficult to become a kind of effect that allows people to see all beings clearly...... I understand Ah Gong's words. Su Ming's expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth even showed a smile under the mask.

Looking at the Witch God Hall elder who came over, looking at the eyes of the people below with different meanings, and looking at Nangong Scars who were struggling, Su Ming's smile became a little more.

At this moment, he was in the spotlight, but this kind of attention was not what he wanted in his heart, and at the same time that a kind of realization emerged in his heart, Su Ming felt a touch of loneliness.

A lonely person standing in front of these tens of thousands of people......

"The weak eat the strong, the eternal road that will not change through the ages...... Su Ming sighed lightly, and with a shake of his body, the phantom shadow next to him immediately flashed, and his Yuan Ying clone suddenly transformed.

The moment his Yuan Ying clone appeared, the momentum on Su Ming's body suddenly increased several times, making it feel like the top of the Yang Witch!

With the appearance of the doppelganger, there was a slight uproar in the crowd below, but the people in the sky who looked at Su Ming, as well as the Witch God Elder who walked step by step, with an expressionless face, still didn't care at all, and when the elder came, Su Ming at this moment was still an ant.

"Yuan Ying!" The white-clothed girl was stunned for a moment, and her eyes widened.

and the Tianlan Ancestor, who had always watched the development of the situation and didn't know what was going on in his heart, squinted his eyes.

Almost the moment Su Ming's clone appeared, he raised his left hand and threw it down, and suddenly, a black mist suddenly filled, and between the tumbling beside Su Ming, the poisonous corpse appeared!

As the poisonous corpse walked out, the appearance of the poisonous gas all over the body, as well as the dim eyes, made Su Ming feel that he had surpassed the top of the Yang Witch, a small doppelganger, a poisonous corpse, and his own deity, as if condensed into a whole!

The elder of the Witch God Temple, his eyes flashed slightly, he still didn't care, at this moment he was less than a hundred zhang away from Su Ming, he came slowly between steps, every step fell on the void, there would be a low roar, and even the void was trembling, like the footsteps of this old man, stepping on not nothingness, but substance!

"Nine Yin War Spirit!" Su Ming's expression was solemn, and his right hand waved violently in front of him, and immediately the Yin Spirit mark on the back of his hand flickered violently, and in a bloodthirsty laugh, the mark on the back of Su Ming's hand disappeared, and in the endless sky, a red thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, and a boom came.

This thunder came from the end of heaven and earth, and after it came in an instant, in the thunder echoed, eight roaring thunders appeared again one after another, and in front of Su Ming, in this thunder, there was a tall figure, which was suddenly revealed.

This figure was thirty feet high, and it looked like a giant, and its body was extremely burly, and he fought there, like a mountain rising on the earth!

The dark silver armor, red hair, and healed scars all over his body, coupled with that monstrous evil aura and battle intent, made this Yin Spirit Great Man summoned by Su Ming like a god of war!

"Lao Tzu hasn't killed anyone from the outside world for many years, and he may be able to kill it happily today!" The Yin Spirit man in full armor had a buzzing voice, spreading all over the world.

The moment he appeared, the expression of the old man in the Witch God Temple finally changed, and his steps paused, not only for him, but also for the other people around him.

Tianlan Old Ancestor's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a smile.

As for the crowd below, the moment this Yin Spirit Great Man appeared, it immediately set off a buzz.

"I said why did he have no fear, it turns out that he rented the Nine Yin Spirit!"

"I have an impression of this Nine Yin Spirit, he ...... He is a fifth-layer spirit, and the price of guarding it is too great, I didn't expect someone to really be able to bring it out!"

"Looking at its momentum, it is between the Hou Wu, I don't know how to compare with the elders of the Witch Temple, how the victory and defeat ......"

Almost at the moment when the elder of the Witch God Temple paused, a cold light flashed in Su Ming's eyes, his clone's right hand suddenly raised, the sword of blue light flashed, and a large number of black beetles spread all over his body. The poisonous corpse opened its mouth and let out a muffled roar, and the remaining black tendons appeared all over its body, breeding a large amount of poisonous gas from all the hair pores, and even the nails of the ten fingers of its hands grew instantly, emitting a sharp glow.

At the same time, Su Ming took a deep breath, his left hand was raised, and he pointed to the sky, this is the first form of the three styles of leaving the wind, the starting hand of Kaiyang!

"If you want something to ink, you have to pay a price, even if you are an elder of the witch god!

Yin Lingwei, follow me, fight with this person!" When Su Ming's voice came out, the Yin Spirit man in front of him, who was more than thirty feet tall, roared in the sky, raised his right hand, and a huge battle axe about his height appeared!

(To be continued)