"Where is the Witch Master? Why hasn't the Witch Master of the Witch God Sect shown up yet? Does he want to watch the Witch God Sect be destroyed by this demon?" A warrior shouted.
"I heard that the witch master of the Witch God Sect is in retreat. He wants to break through to the innate realm. Now is a crucial step. He can't leave the retreat now!"
Hearing these words, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. With the terror of this demon, if the Witch Master doesn't come out, who can compete with him?
Ye Qinghuan realized what they said with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't expect that this witch master would break through to the innate realm.
This is just a Yue country, such a small country, but there are strong people who want to break through to the innate realm.
In China, Ye Qinghuan only knew that the one who had awakened from Yanhuang was an innate warrior.
Of course, China here does not include the ancient world, and Ye Qinghuan does not know how many innate warriors there are in the ancient world.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghuan frowned, and he felt a powerful wave of power.
"Boom! Boom!"
At this moment, halfway up the mountain, huge stairs suddenly unfolded to both sides, revealing a huge corridor. Immediately afterwards, a group of disciples dressed in black rushed out.
However, these disciples did not attack Ye Qinghuan directly. Instead, they knelt down and worshiped on the steps on both sides.
"You should be punished for breaking into my witch god gate!"
A cold voice came from the corridor, like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the Witch God Gate and making the earth shake.
"This is... the witch master? The witch master has left seclusion?"
Someone shouted in horror.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure finally appeared in the corridor. He was covered in black energy, and his body was almost invisible, just like a demon.
"After ten years of seclusion, I finally came out of seclusion. Who is my opponent in this world?"
The witch master was hidden in the black air and let out bursts of hearty laughter.
"Meet the witch master!"
At this time, all the warriors at the foot of the mountain knelt down and worshiped. Although they were not members of the Witch God Sect, the Witch Master was the strongest person in their Yue Kingdom and was the belief of all of them.
"If you offend our witch god sect, I will punish you by kneeling here for ten days. I will remember your talent, let you go, and guarantee that you will be promoted to an innate warrior within twenty years!"
At this time, the witch master made a deep voice in the black air.
"What? The witch master is actually so merciful that he only needs to kneel down and worship for ten days, and then he will let this young man go and ensure that he becomes an innate warrior?"
The warriors below were all stunned. They couldn't believe that the Witch Master was so kind. This young man from China had killed dozens of elder disciples of the Witch God Sect.
Even the Great Elder died tragically in the hands of this man. How could the Witch Master let him go?
"But this young man's talent is so amazing that even the witch master must have fallen in love with him." Someone speculated.
"This man is so lucky!"
"Yes, this is the benefit of talent!"
Everyone was envious and couldn't believe that this man was so lucky.
"Just now, the great elder asked me to cut off my arms. Now that I have killed your great elder, you only want me to kneel down and worship for ten days?" Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly and looked at the witch master.
"I feel sorry for your talent. Please kneel down and bow down now. When the time comes, I will accept you as my direct disciple!" came the strong and strong voice of the Witch Master.
Ye Qinghuan smiled faintly, and suddenly his eyes turned cold, staring at the witch master like a sharp sword.
"Xiaoying, kill him!"
"yes!"
Xiaoying didn't hesitate at all, with the long sword in hand, he immediately jumped towards the witch master.
Although the witch master is already an innate warrior and a martial king-level warrior, he will be instantly killed by the witch master if he meets her, but as long as it is Ye Qinghuan's order, she will carry it out without hesitation.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that the witch master had appeared, and this young man dared to ask the girl to do something.
Isn't it true that a junior Martial King is seeking death in front of the Witch Master?
"What do you want to do, are you looking for death? Get your men to retreat quickly, otherwise I will start killing!"
The witch master's tone was extremely serious and he threatened in a cold voice.
Ye Qinghuan sneered and said nothing.
"Stop her, stop her!"
Under the somewhat panicked voice of the witch master, the kneeling disciple in black moved and stood up to stop Xiaoying.
However, the Shadow Art practiced by Xiaoying was extremely fast and she was especially good at hiding. Her figure disappeared from the eyes of these disciples in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the witch master.
"How dare you charge forward, you, you are seeking death!" the witch master threatened loudly.
"Whoa!"
Xiaoying looked coldly and slashed with his sword. Blood spurted out immediately. Xiaoying actually cut the Witch Lord's throat with his sword. The black energy immediately disappeared and the Witch Lord's body fell to the ground.
died?
The witch master is dead?
These warriors were dumbfounded and felt as if their heartbeats had stopped. The god-like witch master in their hearts died so easily, killed by a warrior at the level of a martial king?
"Ah--"
Ye Qinghuan sneered and walked into the corridor. As for the disciples in black, he raised his hand and killed them all with flying swords.
Ye Qinghuan stood at the door of the corridor, facing the stairs below. The corpses of the Witch God Gate were all over the ground above. Blood was flowing across them, and the billowing black air was slowly rising and dissipating.
"Come!"
Ye Qinghuan gave a soft drink, and immediately, the black energy on the corpse of the Witch God Sect below gathered in Ye Qinghuan's hands. The terrifying black energy, although not as powerful as the black-robed old man, was better in quantity. The energy gathered in Ye Qinghuan's hands
By that time, it was already a huge black air mass ten meters in diameter.
At this time, another huge black energy gathered in Ye Qinghuan's hand, which was more terrifying than the previous black-robed old man. This belonged to the great elder.
The black evil energy in a martial emperor-level warrior's body is even more terrifying. He alone accounts for one-third of the black energy in Ye Qinghuan's hands.
"Condensation!"
Ye Qinghuan held it in his hand, and immediately the black air began to compress continuously, eight meters, five meters... A minute later, the black air was compressed by Ye Qinghuan to the size of a fist, but it was extremely black.
This fist-sized piece of black air was ten times darker than black ink. No reflected light could be seen and all was absorbed.
The Yue warriors below were dumbfounded. They had never heard of such a terrifying method. They actually collected all the black energy from the corpses of the Witch God Sect.
So how terrifying is the black energy in this young man's hands?
"These black evil spirits are enough for you to easily advance to the Martial Emperor level." Ye Qinghuan said lightly, making Xiaoying tremble. Martial Emperor level, just like this, she can advance to the Martial Emperor level?
"Don't worry, there is another bigger one inside. If you absorb him, the concentration of this black evil spirit can be doubled!" Ye Qinghuan smiled faintly and turned to look at the dark corridor. There is the Witch God Gate.