Chapter 1142

Speaking, the disciple of the witch temple is one of the people who have followed Gu Lao in southern Xinjiang for the longest time. Besides Hong Yang, he is also one of the most trusted disciples of Gu Lao in southern Xinjiang.

Therefore, he knows a little more.

For example, the disciple heard the name of black witch cliff from his master Nanjiang Gu Lao.

This black witch cliff is a big sect in the Zhenwu world. There are thousands of disciples. Even in the whole Zhenwu world, there are few whose strength can be compared with that of black witch cliff.

Not only that, there is a more important thing about the black witch cliff. This disciple heard it when he overheard his master discussing with Hong Yang.

At that time, the old Gu in southern Xinjiang once said that the ancestors of their witch Temple actually had a deep origin with black witch cliff.

In fact, the ancestors of their witch Temple escaped from the black witch cliff before and founded the witch temple after they came to the secular world.

As for the ancestor of the witch temple, I don't know why he escaped from the black witch cliff at the beginning.

However, the other party just said that these people were the disciples of black witch cliff, which confirmed the words of Gu Lao in southern Xinjiang.

Their witch temple is really related to black witch cliff!

At this time, the disciples of the witch Temple heard that the other party was from the Zhenwu world, and their faces were shocked.

For them, the Zhenwu world is extremely mysterious, just like the residence of immortals.

Everyone who comes out of the Zhenwu world must be an expert with terrible strength!

"Have you ever heard of black witch cliff? It seems that you have some insight! "

The head said with a sneer, his face full of arrogance.

In fact, he has his own arrogant capital.

This black robe is named Geng Peng. His accomplishments are approaching the middle stage of earth immortals. He is also an inner disciple in the black witch cliff.

In fact, this is in the Zhenwu world.

If you are in the secular world, with Geng Peng's cultivation, I'm afraid few people can rival.

Even those dark giants are not Geng Peng's opponents at all.

This is the gap between the secular world and the Zhenwu world!

Hearing Geng Peng's arrogant words, the witch Temple disciple not only didn't have any anger, but showed a flattering smile on his face.

"I'm just a grass-roots people in the secular world. How dare I make a mistake in front of the immortal master? Let the experts laugh!"

The disciple said with a smile.

"Immortal master? You still have some eyesight! Ha ha ha... "

Geng Peng laughed proudly and was obviously satisfied with the flattery of the other party.

The two disciples of black witch cliff who followed him also laughed.

Seeing Geng Peng and them laughing, the disciples of the witch temple were relieved.

"The little one's name is Ding Da. He was originally a disciple of the witch temple. I don't know why several immortal masters came to our Witch temple this time?"

The disciple named Ding Da asked timidly.

"Just an ordinary disciple, he deserves to talk to us! Let your master get out and see me in person! "

Geng Peng said disdainfully.

In the eyes of Geng Peng, an ordinary black witch cliff disciple, the head of the noble witch temple, the old Gu in southern Xinjiang, is completely worthless.

Hearing Geng Peng's request, Ding Da and them were all embarrassed.

"To be honest, my master died a few days ago!"

Dingda said bitterly.

"Passing away?!"

Geng Peng snorted coldly, "you master can choose time. If I die early or late, I'll die when I come to him. I'm afraid you're not deceiving me! "

While talking, a powerful force suddenly came out of Geng Peng.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! "

A few muffled noises.

In the hall, several disciples of the witch Temple vomited blood and died on the spot with the spread of this coercion!

"Hiss..."

Those who survived, seeing the scene in front of them, were so frightened that they took a breath and burst out in cold sweat.

At this moment, the hearts of the disciples of the witch temple were extremely frightened.

Only by their own authority, they can directly shock people to death. Such power is simply too terrible, which has exceeded all their imagination!

"Immortal, spare your life! Immortal master, spare your life! "

They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately for mercy.

"Immortal, what we said is true! Our master has just been killed by an expert! At least thousands of people were present, and they could testify for us! "

Dingda quickly explained.

"Killed?"

Hearing this, Geng Peng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Geng Peng knew very well that under his own coercion, these ordinary people did not dare to lie at all.

In other words, the target he was looking for was indeed dead.

However, Geng Peng has something important to do this time, so he will not give up.

"Who killed your master? Why kill your master? "

Geng Peng asked coldly.

Geng Peng felt that it was a coincidence that the other party was killed at this time, so he still had to ask more clearly.

Ding Da didn't dare to hide anything, so he told Geng Peng about what happened that day.

After listening to Ding Da's story, Geng Peng couldn't help humming coldly.

"What bad luck!"

Geng Peng thought that he could successfully complete the task assigned to him by the sect, but unexpectedly, such a variable happened, and he was very unhappy.

But then Geng Peng remembered something.

"Yin Shenjian, where are you now?!"

Geng Peng asked directly without any beating around the bush.

"Yin... Yin Shenjian?"

When dingda heard the name, they all looked at each other and didn't know why.

"Immortal master, what are you talking about? We've never heard of it..."

The disciples of the witch temple said blankly.

"Don't know?"

Geng Peng snorted coldly, "well, I'll let you know..."

While talking, a more powerful threat came out of Geng Peng.

For a moment, the disciples of the witch temple only felt as if a mountain with ten thousand Jun was directly pressing on their heads.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

All the disciples of the witch Temple fell to their knees.

Starting from the weakest disciples, blood flowed out of their seven orifices one by one.

"Ah! No! "

"Help!"

The disciples of the witch Temple screamed bitterly.

Then, one by one, they fell to the ground and were killed on the spot.

All these people were bleeding from their seven orifices before they died. Their death looked terrible.

In the twinkling of an eye, only the last three disciples of the witch temple were alive in the whole hall!