Black Witch Cult, the Swamp of Ten Thousand Poisons.

The toxic swamp covered by colorful poison clouds all year round is full of human-eating plants. In the colorful swamp pool water, countless toxic insects are hidden.

On the sharp gray-brown dead trees, black iron cages were hung high, and there were one or three naked warriors in the cages.

Those people had men and women, and their realms were different, and they all screamed shrillly, enduring the pain of bone-eroding heart-eating.

If you look closely, you will find that under their flesh and blood, there are vague creatures squirming, as if they are swallowing their internal organs and flesh.

In this venomous swamp, there are hundreds of similar dead trees, nearly a thousand cages, and more than two thousand warriors are imprisoned.

From time to time, a ferocious witch insect pierced the flesh and blood from the bodies of the warriors and flew out with a fierce roar.

Those are just witch insects.

The witch insects feed on the living flesh and blood of those warriors, extract the spirits of those warriors, and thus have extraordinary wisdom.

When they survive and fly out, the warriors, their internal organs, brain marrow, and stomach are all swallowed.

The rebirth of witch insects means that a warrior has completely disappeared, leaving only a human skin in the cage.

The newly born witch insects rushed towards the swamp pool with some poisonous water boiling in amid the harsh roar.

The witch insects, affected by the roar, had just gained a new life and immediately fought with their fellow men in the swamp pool.

In the highly poisonous pool, dozens of witch insects bite and fight and swallow each other.

In the end, only the most powerful witch insects can swallow all similar corpses in a round of fighting and survive.

Only this type of witch insect will be recognized as a useful thing by the Black Witch Cult, and they re-fusion with the believers with secret techniques to connect the flesh, soul and witch insects of the believers.

Every witch insect raised by the Black Witch Cultist with blood in his body is a winning variety that has been selected and survived through such layers of selection and round of cruel elimination.

At this time, deep in the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, the body of the Wu Zu who escaped from the God's Burial Arena floated towards the sky above a green swamp pool.

In the swamp, wisps of fishy green poisonous smoke continued to linger and spread upwards.

Among those green poisonous smoke, a kind of beauty that made the witch insect crazy was heard - the breath attracted many winning varieties that had just completed their transformation and were eliminated layer by layer.

Dozens of strange witch insects came flapping their wings, making a harsh roar, and rushed towards this side.

Those witch insects, like jackals that smelled blood, were chewing at the body of the witch ancestor.

However, during the process of eating, the microcosm of the soul of the jade toad can be seen in the Wu Zu's pupils.

Soon, the witch insects that were eating the body of the witch ancestor gradually shriveled.

After a while, the flesh of the witch ancestor's body suddenly cracked open countless sharp mouths, swallowing the witch insects.

Immediately, a creepy chewing sound came from Wu Zu's neck, belly button, abdomen, and waist.

It seemed as if countless sharp teeth were moving in the body of the witch.

As dozens of witch insects are gnawed, the soul shadow of the bloody jade toad in the Wu Zu's pupils will gradually become clear.

At this time, the witch ancestor would sit up and make a spiritual call.

A gloomy old man who is as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a pitch-black robe and a shriveled face will suddenly appear.

He and Wu Zu sat face to face.

In the pupils of Wu Zu, there was a trace of dark luster mixed with countless words formed by various poisonous insects, which penetrated into the old man's eyes like a stream.

After a few minutes, the witch ancestor will float again in the swamp pool, continue to seduce the witch insects to come and continue to condense their strength.

After digestion, he would sit up and instill some of the inherited knowledge of the witch ancestor into the eyes of the thin old man.

The thin old man is the leader of the Black Witch Sect, and he is the strait.

Today, after receiving the inheritance knowledge of the witch ancestor, Jiang Yan flashed and appeared in the Witch Temple again.

"Master." Gong Yezhuo, and Gong Yeqing two brothers stood aside and shouted quietly.

Gong Yezhuo and Gong Yeqing, one fat and the other thin, are twin brothers, and they are the two deputy leaders of the Black Witch Sect.

These two people served Jiang Yan when they were very young, and were loyal to Jiang Yan. They have been deeply trusting Jiang Yan for many years and have handed over all kinds of affairs in the Black Witch Cult to the two brothers.

It can be said that these two brothers are the true confidants of Jiang Han and the two that Jiang Han trusts the most.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yan sat down in the Black Witch Sect.

A trace of strange light flashed in his pupils one after another. It was the memory of the witch ancestor he had just obtained.

"When the leader accepted the inheritance, Guan Xian sent a message, telling us that Nan Zhengtian sent him a message, saying that the junior named Qin Lie of the Blood Evil Sect was his personal disciple of Nan Zhengtian. Guan Xian asked about your attitude." Gong Yezhuo bowed slightly, "I will go back and tell him to spare the kid's life for the time being, and don't break up with Nan Zhengtian immediately."

Jiang An's face was deep, he thought for a while, nodded, and said, "You did it right."

Gong Yezhuo and his two brothers bowed their heads slightly.

"Nan Zhengtian has entered the peak of the Immortal Realm. His three-level soul altar structure is the most complete and flawless. In order to advance to the Void Realm, he wished he could invite all the strong people who could fight in the riots, so as to seek a chance to break the level." Jiang He's eyes were faint and his voice was hoarse and low. "At the same three-level soul altar, my soul altar is not as stable as his, and there are also minor cracks and flaws. At present, the decisive battle with him is very likely to be defeated."

The Gongyezhuo brothers continued to bow their heads and say nothing.

"However, when I digest the inherited knowledge of the witch ancestor one by one and when the first witch insect is restored, even if Nan Zhengtian doesn't look for me, I will ask him for battle." Jiang An said calmly.

"Master, we have received the news that Jiang Zhuzhe has left the Tianli Continent." Gong Yeqing said.

Jiang An's eyes were gloomy, he pondered for a while, and said, "Jiang Zhuzhe, the Blood Evil Sect, is the most threatening to this person. He has been lurking in the Dongyi for many years and has accumulated a lot of strength in secret, so he should not be underestimated."

"Then?" Gong Yezhuo asked for instructions.

"You go there." Jiang Han ordered.

The two brothers were stunned.

"I said, don't underestimate Jiang Zhuzhe!" Jiang An snorted, "If I hadn't guessed, today's Jiang Zhuzhe, the second level of soul altar should have been successfully forged!"

The faces of the Gongyezhuo brothers changed.

"The Xuesha Sect, Xue Li and Jiang Zhuzhe were both amazingly talented. If the two brothers had not chosen different paths, there were serious internal differences, which led to civil strife in the Bloodsha Sect. We would not have found an opportunity to destroy the Xuesha Sect in one fell swoop." Jiang An's face was solemn.

"In my opinion, Jiang Zhuzhe is even more terrifying than Xueli. This can be seen from Jiang Zhuzhe's victory and Xueli has been imprisoned for a thousand years. Jiang Zhuzhe can do whatever he wants to seek strength, which is something that Xueli cannot do! Moreover, the path that Jiang Zhuzhe took, using human blood to quickly accumulate strength and enhance the realm is precisely the most terrifying part of the Blood Evil Sect!"

"The reason why I was able to convince all major silver-level forces to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Blood Evil Sect was because everyone could see that Jiang Zhuzhe used that method to develop the Blood Evil Sect would make the Blood Evil Sect grow to an incredible level in a very short period of time!"

"The path Jiang Zhuzhe chose is an extreme way, but he can also be powerful at the fastest speed of the Blood Evil Sect!"

"No one wants to see the already powerful Blood Evil Sect, which becomes unstoppable and becomes the most powerful that surpasses all silver-level forces! Therefore, everyone can quickly reach a tacit understanding and destroy the Blood Evil Sect while the internal strife of the Blood Evil Sect has not yet been settled."

After saying something about An, the Gong Yezhuo brothers also looked at Jiang Zhuzhe again and regarded him as a powerful man of the same level.

"Although the riot is large, there are not many people who really have enough power, ability, talent and strategy. For the sake of success, there are only a few people who can give up everything and even give up human nature." Jiang An took a deep breath, "And Jiang Zhuzhe is one of them! If he enters the late stage of the Immortal Realm and successfully builds the third level of soul altar, he will become even more difficult than the ancestor of Nirvana Nan Zhengtian!"

"Where is the bloody harsh?" Gong Yezhuo asked.

"Xue Li?" Jiang An shook his head, "He might be able to do it before, but since he had a true love for Mo Lingye and had a daughter, he might not be able to regain his strength again. In Xue Li's heart, he already had concerns and things that were difficult to abandon. Jiang Zhuzhe was different. His son Jiang Tianxing was born to gain the trust of the Dongyi people. For him, his son is a pawn and can be given up at any time at critical moments. Therefore, Jiang Zhuzhe is much more terrifying than Xue Li."

"I understand." Brother Gongye was convinced.

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