The middle-aged beautiful woman took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Tianfeng, lock Su Ya up and don't let her wake up!"
"yes!"
Dongfang Tianfeng pointed at Su Ya's temple. Su Ya's eyelids sank and she fainted.
Dongfang Tianfeng picked up Su Ya and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked: "Grandma, I have a question. Xiao Chen is only a fifth-grade emperor. Why does the Black Witch Cult not hesitate to dispatch the leader to deal with him?"
The middle-aged beautiful woman lay on the chair and said lazily: "Although Xiao Chen is a fifth-grade emperor, his potential is very great and his growth rate is too fast! He was still an innate warrior before entering the ruins. After the battle of the ruins,
He became a fifth-grade emperor."
"Now another month has passed, and Mo Wen and I have turned the Wild Country upside down, broke through three traps set by Saint Sikong, and are said to have been promoted to the seventh level emperor."
"Do you dare to look down upon such an opponent?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Tianfeng's face twitched, his face full of disbelief.
Indeed, Xiao Chen grew up so fast that it was unbelievable! She only realized it now. In just two months, he had broken through from an innate to a seventh-grade emperor, which was even worse than Mo Jiuyou back then!
Dongfang Tianfeng shook his head: "I still don't understand. No matter how talented Xiao Chen is, he is only in the Imperial realm. He can be solved by just a protector. Why does the leader even go out in person? Is it worth it for an Imperial realm?"
When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, she shook her head: "I don't know what the Black Witch Cult thinks. I only know that the Black Witch Cult insists on never causing any trouble for potential opponents and leaving no way for them to survive."
"Of course, there may be other reasons, I don't know."
The beautiful middle-aged woman closed her eyes after finishing speaking, a trace of doubt flashing between her brows.
Dongfang Tianfeng paused, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Grandma, are you really not going to help Xiao Chen?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman snorted and did not answer her.
"Stand back! Don't mention this matter again!"
"Yes!" Dongfang Tianfeng bowed and stepped back.
…
At this moment, Xiao Long may be facing the most critical moment since the arrival of the heavenly power. In a sense, this crisis is even more deadly than the time when the heavenly power came!
At the end of his line of sight, two figures appeared. One was an old woman with a withered body. She was the voodoo Taoist he saw that day and was at the eighth level of the King Realm.
The other person is a strong man with a slightly pale face. He does not look like the style of the Black Witch Cult where people are neither humans nor ghosts. However, his body exudes a strong evil spirit, giving people a threat.
, but it is hundreds of times stronger than the Taoist Voodoo.
This powerful feeling is stronger than that of many elders Xiao Long has seen in the Eagle Clan. It is definitely not the peak of a king! It is most likely that he is a semi-saint!
"Leader of the Black Witch Cult, Hei Wuhen." Mo Wen said a name.
"Yes, it's an honor for me, Hei, that the Nine Nether Demon Emperor still remembers me." Hei Wuhen bowed slightly and performed a very elegant etiquette.
If he were anywhere else, I am afraid no one would have thought that such an elegant man with well-mannered manners could be the leader of the black witch who has killed hundreds of millions of creatures.
"Don't ask, are you sure?" Xiao Long sent a message.
"How can I be sure? I can't deal with a half-saint and an eighth-level king by myself! Let alone two of them!" Mo Wen replied.
Xiao Long's face darkened.
At this time, two more figures climbed up from the deep hell below. They were the ancestors of the gods and the Vajra Buddha.
However, their eyes were lifeless and empty, like zombies. Xiao Long immediately knew that these two people had been controlled into soul slaves.
Hei Wuhen looked at Xiao Long with surprise, a hint of doubt, and a hint of curiosity.
"Xiao Chen, are you confused? There is no hatred between you and me, so why did I come here specifically to target you?" Hei Wuhen said with a smile.
"I was confused at first, but now it's clear!" Xiao Long said.
"Hahaha!" Hei Wuhen laughed heartily.
"Thanks to Tianshen Academy. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have known you were from Tianfeng Kingdom. Tell me, is your body a snake or a human?"
Hei Wuhen stared at him, looking up and down, as if looking at a novel prey.
Xiao Long didn't answer him. His soul power surged and vibrated, erasing the vague mark.
"Huh?" Hei Wuhen raised his eyebrows, "My tracking soul mark is difficult to erase even at the peak of the King. You removed it so easily. It seems that you hide more secrets than I thought.
!”
The interest in Hei Wuhen's eyes became more and more intense.
"Voodoo, you three will deal with the Nine Nether Demon Emperor first."
"yes!"
The Voodoo Taoist and the God Ancestor appeared in three directions, surrounding Mo Wen in the middle.
"Amitabha!" Mo Wen closed his eyes and clasped his hands together. When he opened his eyes again, his left eye was Buddha and his right eye was devil.
"Mo Jiuyou, do you think you can compete with me with this half-Buddha and half-demon state?"
The Voodoo Taoist's throat rubbed and made an extremely unpleasant sound.
Mo Wen uttered Buddhist scriptures and took a picture of a huge golden Buddha's hand. The demonic energy rolled on the surface of the Buddha's hand, turning the Buddha's hand into the palm of the Buddha and the devil!
"Little tricks!"
The voodoo Taoist threw out a black light, which passed through the center of the palm of the Buddha and the devil. The palm of the Buddha and the devil instantly disintegrated into pieces. The speed of the black light did not slow down, and it passed through Mo Wen's right arm like lightning. He just heard
With a "chi" sound, blood flew out, and Mo Wen's right arm disappeared out of thin air.
"Still unwilling to be demonized? Haha! Then die!"
The figure of the Voodoo Taoist disappeared instantly, and the Vajra Buddha and the God Ancestor also disappeared at the same time.
When they appeared again, they all came to Mo Wen's side, and the three of them attacked together.
Right now!
suddenly!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two explosions sounded, and the bodies of Vajra Buddha and God Ancestor exploded into pieces without any warning! Exploded out of thin air!
"What!" The Voodoo Taoist looked shocked.
The next moment!
"Bang!"
As if being hit by an invisible sledgehammer, the Voodoo Taoist suffered a heavy blow to the chest and flew backwards. Blood spurted out. A deep dent appeared on her already dry chest, and all her ribs were broken.
Even internal organs were damaged.
"Who!" The voodoo Taoist wiped the blood from his mouth and shouted with red eyes.
"Who!" Hei Wuhen also shouted in shock.
However, no one showed up.
There was not even a shadow of a person, it was like a ball of invisible energy, which severely injured the voodoo priest. The scene was just like a ghost asking for his life, but how could it be a ghost? The black voodoo sect specializes in treating ghosts!
Unknown things are the most terrifying. Seeing such a strange scene, Hei Wuhen had to treat it seriously and stared at all directions.