Speaking of this disciple of the Witch God Temple, he is one of the people who have been around Nanjiang Gu for the longest time, and besides Hong Yang, he is also one of the most trusted disciples of Nanjiang Gu.
Therefore, he still needs to know a little more.
For example, the name of Black Witch Cliff, this disciple had heard of his master Nanjiang Gu.
This Black Witch Cliff is a great faction in the True Martial Realm, with thousands of disciples, even in the entire True Martial Realm. There are few that can compare with Black Witch Cliff in strength.
Not only that, there is one more important thing about this Black Witch Cliff. This disciple also heard it when he overheard the discussion between his master and Hong Yang.
At that time, the elder Nanjiang Gu once said that the ancestors of their witch temple actually had a deep relationship with the black witch cliff.
In fact, the ancestor of their witch temple had escaped from the black witch cliff before. After coming to the secular world, this witch temple was founded.
As for the Patriarch of the Witch Temple, why did he escape from the Black Witch Cliff in the first place? This disciple is not clear.
However, listening to the other party just said that these people are disciples of Hei Wuya, this is also a confirmation of the words of the old Nanjiang Gu.
Their Witch Temple is really related to the Black Witch Cliff!
At this moment, the disciples of the Witch God Temple on the side heard that the other party was from the True Martial Realm, and their faces suddenly showed horror.
To them, the Zhenwu World was extremely mysterious, as if it were the abode of immortals and gods.
Everyone who came out of the real martial arts world must be a terrifying master!
"Have heard of Black Witch Cliff? It seems that you are quite knowledgeable!"
The head of the black robe said with a sneer, his face full of arrogance.
In fact, he can be regarded as having his own arrogant capital.
The name of this black robe was Geng Peng, and his cultivation was already approaching the mid-Earth Immortal stage. In Black Witch Cliff, his position among inner disciples was not low.
In fact, this is also in the real martial arts world.
If it were in the secular world, with Geng Peng's cultivation base, I'm afraid that few people can rival it.
Even the strong of those dark giants. It was not Geng Peng's opponent at all.
This is the gap between the secular world and the true martial world!
Hearing Geng Peng's arrogant words, the disciple of the Witch God Temple was not only not angry, but a flattering smile appeared on his face.
"I am waiting for the grassroots in the secular world, how dare you make a mistake in front of the fairy master, and make the master laugh!"
The disciple said with a smile.
"Master? You still have some eyesight to see! Hahaha..."
Geng Peng laughed triumphantly, obviously very satisfied with the other party's favor.
The two disciples of Black Witch Cliff who followed by his side also laughed.
Seeing Geng Peng and the others laughed, the disciple of the Witch Temple was relieved.
"The younger one is called Ding Da. I was originally a disciple of the Witch God Temple. I don't know how many fairy masters came to my Witch God Temple this time. Why?"
The disciple named Ding Da asked cowardly.
"An ordinary disciple is worthy to talk to us! Let your master get out and see me in person!"
Geng Peng said disdainfully.
The hallowed master of the Witch God Temple, the old Nanjiang Gu, was completely insignificant in the eyes of ordinary black Witch Cliff disciples like Geng Peng.
Upon hearing Geng Peng's request, Ding Da and the others were all embarrassed.
"It's true. My master has passed away a few days ago!"
Ding Da said bitterly.
"pass away?!"
Geng Peng snorted coldly, "You master will pick the time. You will not die sooner or later. If you die when I come to find him, you are afraid that you are not talking about me!"
As he spoke, a powerful coercion burst out from Geng Peng in an instant.
"Puff puff!"
Several muffled noises.
In the main hall, several disciples of the Witch God Temple, as the pressure spread, they vomited blood and died on the spot!
"Hiss..."
The surviving people, seeing this scene before them, all took a breath of fright, cold sweat rushing out.
this moment. The hearts of these disciples of the Witch God Temple were already terrified to the extreme.
Just relying on their own coercion, they can directly shake people to death. Such power is simply too terrifying, and it has exceeded all of their imagination!
"Master, please spare your life! Master, please spare your life!"
Dingda and the others hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtow desperately begging for mercy.
"Master, we are all true! Our master was indeed just killed by an expert! At least thousands of people were present at the time, and they can testify for us!"
Ding Da quickly explained.
"Killed?"
Hearing this, Geng Peng raised his brow slightly.
Geng Peng knew very well that under his own pressure, with these ordinary people in front of him, he wouldn't dare to lie at all.
In other words, the target he was looking for was indeed dead.
but. Geng Peng came this time because he had important matters, so naturally he would not give up because of this.
"Who is the one who killed your master? Why do you want to kill your master?"
Geng Peng asked coldly.
Geng Peng felt that it was a coincidence that the other party was killed at this time, so we still have to ask more clearly.
Dingda dared not hide anything. So he told Geng Peng about the events of that day.
After listening to Ding Da's account, Geng Peng couldn't help snorting coldly.
"It's really bad luck!"
Geng Peng originally thought that he would be able to successfully complete the task assigned to him by the martial arts, but he didn't expect it. Even with such a variable, my heart is also very upset.
But then, Geng Peng remembered something again.
"Yin Shen Jian. Where are you now?!"
Geng Peng asked directly without any obscurity.
"Yin... Yin Shen Jian?"
After Dingda and the others heard the name, they all looked at each other. Unknown so.
"Master, you... What are you talking about, we have never heard of it..."
Those disciples of the Witch Temple. Said blankly.
"do not know?"
Geng Peng snorted coldly, "Well, then I will let you know..."
As he spoke, a stronger coercion blasted from Geng Peng's body.
For a moment, the disciples of the Witch God Temple felt as if it was a huge mountain, directly pressing on their heads.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
All the disciples of the Witch God Temple all knelt to the ground.
Starting from the weakest disciple, blood flowed out of their seven orifices one after another.
"Ah! Don't!"
"Help!"
The disciples of the Witch God Temple screamed bitterly.
Then they fell to the ground one by one, killing them on the spot.
All of these people were bleeding from their seven orifices before they died, and their deaths looked terrible.
In a blink of an eye, in the entire hall, only the last three disciples of the Witch God Temple were left alive! (End of this chapter)