He saw an inexplicable color in these pupils.

What is...

An elixir changed his life. It not only cured his hidden illness for many years, but also allowed him to make further progress in his cultivation, break through the bottleneck, and his whole person seemed to be transformed.

He only has two words for this, "magical"!

I'm afraid that none of the ancient secrets recorded in ancient books, secret books, and ancient books are so magical.

Even if there is, it is a rare treasure.

And that elixir was such a treasure. He never dreamed that he would encounter such an adventure one day!

And Ning Tao's words echoed in his ears. What would he choose? Kill someone, or choose to eat everything and refuse to admit it.

The old monk and others watched him closely and kept a certain distance from him to prevent him from suddenly committing murder.

Although I have confidence in him, I still have to be wary of others. If I die, it will be a lifetime matter.

The man holding the bow was a little nervous and actually shouted: "Huaji, don't be fooled by him. As long as we are united, we have nothing to fear. He is trying to divide us."

The flower-armed man's heart moved, and his pupils shrank. He seemed to have seen clearly what the light on the sharp blade was?

That was what he was thinking at the moment,

It turned out that he had already made his choice...

Under the gaze of everyone, he reached out and pulled out the tiger-head sword. It felt so good that he was reluctant to let go.

The man holding the bow and the old monk looked horrified that a pill actually bewitched him, and they immediately isolated him.

However, the man with the flowery arm did not attack them. Instead, he held the big knife and pointed it at Ning Tao with a calm expression, and his breath exploded.

This...this is provoking him!

Ning Tao frowned slightly when he saw this, but surprisingly he didn't say anything. He just folded his arms and watched quietly.

Miao Jingjing secretly gathered strength. She would never allow Ning Tao to be injured in front of her eyes, while her mother-in-law was still watching in the coffin.

The old monk and the man holding the bow were overjoyed when they saw this, and most of the hundreds of people laughed wildly. This was like losing both his wife and his troops, and they actually dared to throw a third-grade magic weapon to the enemy with confidence.

"Haha...stupid, big fool,"

Now the enemy's strength will be even more powerful!

The man holding the bow laughed and patted the man with the flower arm, and shouted in praise: "Haha... Flower arm, you did a great job."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Tao proudly and said arrogantly: "Jie Jie... have you seen that our cult is not just a bunch of people? It's impossible to deceive my brother even with a single pill!"

"laugh!"

A big knife passed through his chest, which made his heart feel cold.

Ning Tao raised his brows, and the corner of his mouth finally curled up with a hint of pride. The show he had induced... had begun!

The man holding the bow widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at his chest. A large knife easily pierced him, but it was still fatal.

"puff……!"

He opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. He turned around with red eyes and said tremblingly: "Why...why?"

The flower-armed man looked calm and said in a deep voice: "Because you killed the people of my witch sect, so...you deserve to die!"

After saying this, he pulled out the tiger-headed sword.

The man holding the bow trembled, and the blood on his chest spurted downwards desperately. Finally, he knelt down on the ground helplessly.

"You...you...are so cruel!"

When the old monk and others saw this scene, a chill ran from their spines to the top of their heads, their hair stood on end, and they felt frightened.

I was actually bewitched.

At this time, Huaju suddenly knelt down on one knee towards Ning Tao and said respectfully: "My subordinate, Huaju, has met the witch master. May the witch master enjoy eternal blessings, live as long as heaven, and revive the witchcraft religion!"

When Ning Tao heard this, he ignored him. Instead, he smiled at the group of people behind him and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. The first three people to act will also be rewarded."

"Anyone who has just shot and killed the people of my witchcraft religion, or has killed the people of my witchcraft religion in the past, is extremely vicious and has evil intentions. As long as he kills them, he can enter my witchcraft religion."

"After one stick of incense, as long as you are not a member of my witchcraft religion, Jie Jie, I'm sorry, don't blame me for being cruel."

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people's scalps went numb, and they all looked at their former Taoist friends with caution, especially because of the things he had done before, which made him look at everyone with suspicion.

At this time, Hua Jie gritted his teeth and said more jealously: "Everyone, don't say I didn't remind you. You have all seen my situation just now. There are huge benefits in surrendering to the witch master."

"Life or death, it all depends on your thoughts!"

After saying that, he grabbed the tiger-headed sword and stared at the few people he knew with his piercing eyes. He wanted to make another great contribution.

Some people were frightened and immediately shouted boldly: "Brothers, don't listen to him. He is asking us to mess up our positions so that we can defeat them one by one. Don't fall into his scheme."

"If everyone surrenders, then from now on there will no longer be those carefree and happy days. Do you want to be restricted by rules and regulations every day? Don't be stupid...!"

At this moment, a skinny figure rushed towards the person who yelled the loudest like lightning, and struck out with a powerful palm print, unexpectedly smashing his head.

And the person who took action... turned out to be the old monk!

One hair move affects the whole body.

Eight figures rushed out one after another, all killing the people who had been involved in the case. For a moment, the screams and shouts of death were mixed together.

"Ma Gan, back then you secretly raped and killed the eldest daughter of the next door family. Because you were afraid of being executed, you escaped with the old deputy leader. Don't think I don't know about this."

"Fuck you, don't frame me. It was Erwa who killed him. What does it have to do with me? You seem to have killed more."

"Jiejie...Aqiang, I remember clearly what happened back then. You killed three witchcraft monks who were chasing you, and you also used their corpses to lure man-eating bears...!"

One by one, old events from the past were told amidst the shouting of death, and corpses fell one after another, with blood flowing into rivers.

Seeing this scene, the witchcraft villagers' eyes were filled with tears, and some of them roared in anger like wild beasts, with overwhelming hatred.

These past events are their scars. As painful as the cuts once were, the blood is boiling now.

Miao Jingjing was stunned. Just a magic elixir and a magical weapon were able to kill hundreds of cultivators without bloodshed. How much wisdom does this require?

It was only then that she realized that her little cleverness was simply ridiculous, like a firefly meeting the bright sun.

This is her man,

This is their witch master,

He had big means, a big mind, and a lot of courage, and he was able to defeat hundreds of monks with just a little trick. What a shock.

Yun Qingfeng calmly solved everything in front of him, calmly and calmly, and never paid attention to the turmoil.

At this moment, she already wants to worship!

Among the villagers in the ancestral hall, they had believed in their witch master with all their hearts. They had enthusiastic faces and knelt on the ground with tears of gratitude and worshiped. This was a miracle!
Chapter completed!