After entering the Witch Temple, the people from the Chuan tribe immediately came to kill the people from the Lan tribe.
Fang Ling condensed the natal blood sword in his hand, and the terrifying blood evil energy not only shocked the people of the Chuan tribe.
Even the people of the Lan tribe couldn't help but distance themselves from Fang Ling, and instinctively felt fear.
Fang Ling swung his sword and killed everyone except Trump and Mo Yuan from the Tiandao Sect!
There was a sudden silence in the field, and no one in the Lan tribe expected that Fang Ling was so powerful.
Opposite him, Trump had a gloomy face and was heartbroken.
Everyone who came in with him was his family and friends, but they died on the spot.
At the same time, he was also secretly glad that after entering the Witch Temple, he immediately cast a death curse on himself.
Fang Ling's sword strike just now could definitely kill him as well.
But it was this death curse that helped him bear the sword, otherwise he would be a corpse lying on the ground at this moment.
Tick tock, tick tock...
Mo Yuan covered the sword mark on his chest and looked at Fang Ling with a solemn expression.
"I didn't expect that there is someone like you in the South Dou Domain. You can hurt me with just one sword."
"Are you a disciple of Sword Worship Villa, or do you come from the Rong Family of Kendo?" Mo Yuan asked.
Fang Ling didn't want to talk nonsense with the dead man, so he immediately jumped up and raised his blood sword.
"Slay the dragon!"
As soon as the sword fell, the clouds in the sky were split into two halves by the rising sword energy.
"God-burning curse!" Of course these two people will not sit still and wait to die.
Before Fang Ling used the dragon-slaying sword, Trump had already secretly cast a curse.
This God-Burning Curse is a unique skill that he is proud of, and it is also the most powerful one among the fourteen witchcraft spells of the Sichuan tribe.
The soul of the person who has been cursed will suffer the pain of being burned by heavenly fire until no trace of the soul is left.
When Trump saw the sword coming from the sky, he knew he was dead.
A trace of madness flashed in his eyes: "Don't even think about it!"
"Burn!" he commanded, and the Burning God Curse exerted its power.
This is a divine curse at the same level as the Death Curse, which can ignore any resistance from magical powers.
In an instant, Fang Ling felt that his soul began to burn, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not put it out.
Fortunately, at this time, the Fusang Sacred Tree protects the Lord and exerts its divine power to absorb the heavenly fire as much as possible.
After coming back to his senses, he looked forward.
Trump has died under his sword, but Mo Yuan is still alive.
Just now he sacrificed one of his twelve forbidden magic weapons - the Universe Mirror.
Only then did he block Fang Ling's sword.
The quality of this defensive magic weapon is only one level less restricted than Zizhu's Snow Jade Heavenly Pure Bottle, which shows how powerful it is.
Given Mo Yuan's level, there shouldn't be treasures of this level.
But he has been recognized by Tiandao Sect as one of the inheritors, in order to prevent him from dying prematurely.
Therefore, the senior officials of Tiandao Sect decided to hand him the Universe Mirror, one of the four top magic weapons inherited by Tiandao Sect.
"What a terrifying sword. If I hadn't been protected by the Universe Mirror, I would have died."
"This person is too terrifying, I am not a match yet..." At this time, Mo Yuan had already decided to retreat and did not dare to compete with Fang Ling.
He immediately turned around and flew towards the exit. In the face of life and death, he didn't care about his face.
Naturally, Fang Ling couldn't let him run away like this, so he raised his hand to suppress him.
"Great Yin and Yang Palm!" He pressed down with one palm, and the Yin and Yang Qi rippled out.
Mo Yuan looked horrified and quickly used the Universe Mirror to resist.
With a bang, his whole body was suppressed to the floor, and he knelt heavily on his knees.
Even though the floor of the Witch Temple was paved with extremely hard lapis lazuli, it actually collapsed at this moment.
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!" Mo Yuan roared angrily, and the wisp of innate purple Qi in his body flew out and disappeared into the Universe Mirror above his head.
This wisp of innate purple energy had been in his body for many years, and he had already developed different ways of using it.
Integrating it into spiritual power can greatly enhance the power of magical powers.
Integrating it into a magic weapon can also greatly increase the power of the magic weapon.
At this moment, with the blessing of the innate purple energy, the Universe Mirror displays great power.
Fang Ling's big yin and yang palm was shocked by the universe mirror and collapsed instantly!
"Hahaha, no matter how powerful your magical powers are, so what?"
"With the blessing of my innate purple energy, with your current state, you can't break the Universe Mirror no matter what you do."
"I am defeated by you today, I Mo Yuan acknowledge it."
"But you are too evil. If you don't get rid of you, you will be a big problem for me in the future."
"We, the masters of Tiandao Sect, are in Miao territory. When you leave the Witch Temple, it will be your death!"
Mo Yuan was beaten to the point of collapse by Fang Ling, so he was roaring like crazy at the moment.
Regardless of whether what Mo Yuan said was true or false, Fang Ling would not let him escape.
He has always adhered to the concept of eradicating the roots and never leaving any hidden dangers to himself.
I saw his eyebrows twitching, and his appearance changed instantly.
At this time, the muscles all over his body were bulging and knotted like the roots of an old tree.
The skin turned completely red, with strange black lines all over the body.
Bang bang bang~~~
He came through the air, and with every step he took, the space seemed to be almost collapsing, and his power was terrifying.
Seeing this, Mo Yuan was so frightened that he immediately ran away.
But Fang Ling's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
He punched out, and the terrifying sonic boom sounded like thunder.
Mo Yuan quickly took out the Universe Mirror to resist and placed it in front of him.
Fang Ling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and instantly appeared behind him again.
After entering the devil's prison state, his physical body was greatly improved.
The intensity of the Divine Walk is also closely related to the physical body.
At this moment, his physical body has strengthened, and the effect of the Divine Walk has naturally increased dramatically.
Before Mo Yuan could react, Fang Ling, who had moved behind him, had already slapped his head to pieces.
After Mo Yuan died, the Universe Mirror fell to the ground, and the wisp of innate purple energy came out, and was about to collapse and return to the world.
Innate purple energy is a good thing that everyone dreams of, but no one snatches it from Mo Yuan.
The simple answer is that this innate purple energy cannot be plundered.
Once the individual it hosts dies, it will quickly escape.
Fang Ling saw how good it was, and of course he didn't want to miss it.
He thought that the accompanying innate purple energy was similar to the accompanying spiritual treasure, so he immediately used the method taught to him by the fat master to refine it.
Originally, he was just treating a dead horse as a live doctor, and he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
But he succeeded in the end, and this wisp of innate purple energy had penetrated into his body.
However, he can't use it yet. He needs to spend some time thinking before he can instruct it like Mo Yuan.
With a move of his hand, he sucked the Universe Mirror into his hand.
Although this twelve forbidden magic weapon is not as precious as the innate purple energy, it is still a rare treasure.
It can also be of great use to him now.
He never wastes food and sucks all these people down until they are nothing but bones.
After coming back to his senses, he looked up at the people of the Lan tribe.
They saw something they shouldn't see, and he wanted to kill them all except Lan Luo.
As for Lan Luo himself, after these few days of brief contact, Fang Ling felt that he was easy to bully.
As long as she is a little intimidated, she won't dare to talk nonsense.
Even if she told her mother about the matter, Fang Ling was not afraid. It was not a big problem.
Priest Lanyan knew that there was a peerless master behind him, and he didn't dare to do anything to him.
He was about to kill someone and silence him, but Lan Luo stepped forward quickly.
Although she was simple-minded, she could see what Fang Ling wanted to do.
"Don't kill my people, I can cast a spell to erase their memory."
"I will keep silent myself. I will not tell anyone about you, including my mother!" She said with a serious look.