"This so-called Wu Clan Land is just a cage."
After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes that could see through the past and present, and the pressure he emanated suddenly disappeared.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, looked at each other, and quickly returned to the Great Witch Temple. However, they did not disperse, but gathered together, as if they wanted to say something.
"As Mr. Wu said, I'm afraid we can't kill the little zombie, and he is the key to opening the Great Witch Temple." The criminal detective looked at Lie Shanxiu and said.
It goes without saying that Lie Shanxiu is the only one who has a grudge against him. Feng Qingyang killed his two grandsons, and he captured Feng Qingyang's brother and threatened to kill him.
“Yes, if we kill him now, the door of the temple cannot be opened, and all our efforts will be in vain. Moreover, this world has begun to become unstable and has a tendency to collapse. Then we will all die here.” Upon hearing this, the Huozhen tribe leader stepped forward, his expression full of worry, but he was very happy in his heart.
It's rare to see him get humiliated, so naturally he wants to give him a good beating.
"Do you have the right to speak? If we didn't feel sorry for you, we would have slaughtered you the moment you entered the land of my Wu clan."
Lie Shanxiu glared at him fiercely, with witchcraft aura surrounding him, and he seemed to be ready to start a war. Wasn't it obvious that this old guy was trying to attack him
"Fellow Daoist Lie, you are joking. Without our power, even if you open the Great Witch God Temple, you won't be able to control the Great Witch God's body. In the final analysis, this is just a matter of each taking what they need."
As the leader of the Wuzhen tribe, Shuitian felt confident after seeing all this. He originally thought that entering the Wu tribe's land would involve a fierce battle, but he did not expect to get such a result.
But he was also quite happy in his heart. After learning that he could leave this cage, he seemed happier than anyone else. Although this world was huge, it was just a tiny place to them.
"Who is your fellow Taoist? Don't try to get involved with me!" Lie Shanxiu's face darkened. Without even looking at Shui Tian, he walked to the side and looked up at the sky above. If it were according to the time, Feng Qingyang should have arrived at this time tomorrow night.
"Even if I can't kill you, I can always cripple you!" After saying that, he closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate. In an instant, the scene suddenly became quiet. Except for the rapid breathing of the disciples of the ten major sects, the only thing left was the kowtow of the people of the Great Wutian Clan.
The two different sounds intertwined together, making the quiet night particularly eerie. At this moment, silence was better than sound. Fear enveloped every disciple of the ten major sects, including the people of the Wuzhen tribe...
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Under the endless night sky, Feng Qingyang was speeding in the air. The double-winged cattail leaf fan behind him drove up the strong wind, creating a whirlwind that whistled for thousands of miles.
His heart beat faster and faster. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to the Great Witch Temple. As he sped along, he began to think in his mind. It seemed that since he entered the Jiezhu world, except for the disciples of the ten major sects, he had never seen Lu Xun, Prince Long, Wu Zili and others.
"Are they all dead?" he muttered to himself, his eyes flashed and he disappeared with a whoosh.
The waiting time seemed to be very long. When dawn came again, Feng Qingyang was already very close to the Great Witch Temple. He could even clearly smell the aura of the Great Witch in the air.
The thick aura of death accompanied by the aura of the great witch seemed to have reached his twilight years. His premonition became stronger and stronger that this trip would be a life-or-death situation, or even a zero chance of survival.
But even so, he still wants to go, and he must go!
"Prince Long and the others have been waiting for me there for a long time, right? I want to see what strange things are in the Great Witch Temple. As long as I can completely recapture the boundary beads in one fell swoop, I will definitely be the master here!"
The wind was howling, and he flapped his wings and flew high. The sun set in the west and the bright moon rose. The moon was very far away tonight, like a white moon disk. The cold moonlight sprinkled down, making Feng Qingyang's whole body shake.
"The sky here, the moon here, is it the sky I am familiar with?" He raised his head and looked at the bright moon closely. Although he didn't know whether it was real or fake, his eyes were still full of nostalgia.
Ahead, a faint ray of light can be seen, and the silvery moonlight reflects the blood-red light.
“Here he comes… He’s coming… He’s coming!” Not only did someone shout, but many great witches who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another.
Their eyes were slightly dull, and it was obvious that their minds were controlled, but even so, there was still a strong murderous intent in their eyes, which came from the bottom of their hearts.
The news of Feng Qingyang's massacre of the Wu clan had long been spread throughout the Wu clan. Although they were divided into three major tribes, they were of the same clan after all.
"Good boy, you are so loyal!" Lie Shanxiu, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, stood up with a shout. He did not move, but his eyes were staring straight ahead.
There was a brief commotion among the crowd at the appearance of Feng Qingyang, and the most excited person was the Great Witch Saint who suddenly walked out of the crowd.
Feng Qingyang recognized her. She was the Great Witch Saint who appeared across the dangerous mountains. She had once suppressed Feng Qingyang and almost beat him to death, but later she fell into his hands and even died.
"Are you here?" she murmured to herself, with a ripple in her eyes.
"Senior brother, why is our junior brother here? Isn't he looking for death?" In the crowd, Gui Yu looked at Feng Qingyang nervously, holding Gui Feng with a trembling hand, and said worriedly.
Hearing this, Gui Feng, Gui Lei and the others were all shocked. Looking at Feng Qingyang whistling towards them, they suddenly felt touched, but besides the touch, they were also filled with deep worry.
"Don't worry, my junior brother never does anything without confidence. Since he is here, it means everything will be fine." Although he said so, he did not have any confidence at all.
He guessed wrong this time. Feng Qingyang came here without any confidence. He came with the mentality of being ready to die and taking a gamble. If they knew about this, he didn't know how they would feel.
The other disciples from the ten major sects looked at Feng Qingyang with complicated expressions. They originally had a mission when they entered the secret realm, and that mission was to kill Feng Qingyang.
But as soon as they came in, they got separated from Lu Xun, Wu Zili and others, and were unlucky enough to encounter wind, thunder, rain and lightning. But if it weren't for the four people of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, I'm afraid they would have died long ago.
"I thought you didn't dare to come." Lie Shanxiu looked at Feng Qingyang calmly and said lightly. He said it calmly, but in his heart there was a storm. He knew it was death, but he still came.
Putting aside the hatred between the two, his friendship alone was enough to make him admire him, but admiration was admiration, and the hatred between the two had reached the point of no return, otherwise, he would not have threatened him with wind, thunder, rain and lightning.
"What a joke! Why wouldn't I dare to come? Do you think I, Feng Qingyang, am some kind of coward?"