This seventh young master is usually afraid of death, but today

"You..."

The patriarch of Jiuyou clan also took a deep breath.

But the next moment.

His face was cold again.

"Nineteen of you, go in with Qi'er!"

Looking at the nineteen people in front of him, the patriarch said coldly.

"Go quickly!"

"Yes, yes!"

……

Figures, trembling, walked towards the temple.

In front of the temple.

"Boss, it's weird!"

The voice of magic heaven rings out in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Weird? It's not just weird, it's evil!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, it's extremely cold.

The temple looks ordinary on the surface, but in this temple, Mo Wentian feels an extremely evil breath.

Coming from the pavement, the breath seemed to devour everything, making people hair at the bottom of their hearts.

"Evil?"

The look of magic sky changed slightly.

"Be careful later, and wait for my order!"

Don't ask the low voice of heaven, sounded in fantasy's mind.

"Yes, boss!"

Huan Tian didn't hesitate at all and hurriedly agreed.

"Boom..."

Don't ask the sky. Just before the twenty people reached the temple, the whole temple shook.

The door of the temple.

Open automatically.

"How cold!"

A group of Jiuyou disciples shivered slightly.

As if in the temple.

There is something terrible hidden.

"Go in!"

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan was indifferent in his eyes.

"Are you afraid? If you are afraid, go back!"

"The young master is gone!"

Despised a dozen people, Mo Wentian turned around and entered the temple.

"The seventh young master has gone in. It should be all right!"

"We'll go in too!"

……

A dozen people saw Mo Wentian go in, and one by one, they also followed in.

"Boom!"

A dozen people just entered, and the door of the main hall closed automatically.

"Twenty, not a few, Jie Jie...!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came.

The smell of evil came from the pavement. Don't ask the sky. Look up and see three pairs of green lights in the temple.

Stare at yourself.

That look, very hot.

It seemed to see prey.

"Who are you and why do you appear in our temple?"

Looking at the three ancestors in front of him, a man trembled and shouted.

Those three eyes.

Incomparable evil, 20 people's hearts, suddenly raised a bad premonition.

"A group of dying people, what nonsense!"

The eldest of the three ancestors glanced at the noisy disciple with his eyes suddenly cold and boundless, and the smell of evil rolled out of the banquet.

The disciple who just spoke felt his legs a little weak.

"You... Who are you... Exactly?"

Before the disciple could finish his words, the middle-aged man standing in the front slapped his hand instantly.

"Bang!"

Terrible palm power came in an instant.

The man didn't even have the slightest resistance, and his head exploded directly.

Red and white things.

Sputter everywhere.

The strong smell of blood filled the whole temple.

"Jie Jie... Boss, give me this!"

Strange laughter came, and in the astonishment of the people, I saw countless evil gases spread out crazily on the man.

These evil gases enveloped this person, and the blood on this person spread frantically towards him.

Just a few breathing rooms.

The man in front of him turned into a mummy.

"Well, it tastes good!"

The strange man looked satisfied, as if he had tasted the best taste of time.

"Click!"

The skull broke to the ground, and the skull rolled directly to Mo Wentian's feet.

Mo Wentian looked at the skull under his feet, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, as he expected, the head of the Jiuyou clan sent someone.

Not for cultivation, but to die!

The voice of the skeleton falling came, and the people instantly slowed down and looked around.

On the ground, bones on the ground.

"Li Yan is dead!"

"No... I'm going out!"

"Let us out!"

“……”

Except for Mo Wentian and Huan Tian, all the others swarmed towards the gate.

But the door of the temple was closed, no matter how hard they tried.

The door of the temple is motionless!

"Do you want to go out after entering?"

Suddenly, three figures came in an instant.

Three pairs of green eyes glowed with evil light, and the bottom of the viewer's heart was cold.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

"Let me do anything, don't..."

Three figures approached, and a dozen people only felt a strange and extremely evil gas sweeping through.

The body trembled subconsciously.

Even in the face of death, everyone knelt down and kowtowed to the three.

"Boss, the disciple of Jiuyou clan, is so good!"

"What a shame!"

Looking at the Jiuyou disciples who knelt down and begged for mercy, magic heaven's eyes were full of disdain.

"The patriarch of Jiuyou clan can even give up his own son for the sake of interests!"

"Is the face important to them?"

Don't ask the sky with a slight grin, and the voice of sneer rang out in Huan Tian's mind.

"Yes, the boss is right. They are shameless!"

For this group of disciples of Jiuyou clan in front of you, don't ask heaven and don't have the slightest favor, and magic heaven is the same.

"The strength of the three old dogs cannot be underestimated. Be careful!"

Suddenly, don't ask what heaven seems to think of, and the cold voice is remembered in fantasy's mind.

"Yes, boss!"

Magic sky answered in a hurry.

"It's your blessing to be swallowed up by my ancestors, Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, a strange laughter came.

A pair of green awns burst out, emitting a terrifying boundless light.

As the words fell, the next moment, one of the three ancestors shot in an instant.

A big hand with a hundred feet appeared in the void, rolling with evil gas.

Instantly, all the disciples of Jiuyou clan who knelt down on the ground were trapped in it.

"No..."

"Don't kill me!"

"I don't want to die!"

……

Startling cries rang out.

But the next moment, the countless evil Qi on the giant palm twisted frantically towards a group of disciples of Jiuyou clan.

"What the hell is this? My vitality and strength are passing, no..."

"Let us go, let us go!"

……

A group of disciples, their eyes are very impressive.

I saw the evil spirit shrouded, and a group of Jiuyou disciples instantly rose around their faces.

Become a 70 year old man.

Then, it turned into seeping bones.

But a few breaths, screams, suddenly stopped.

In the temple.

Only bones on the ground are left.

"It's just a group of mole ants. They even want to escape from the palm of my ancestor!"

The middle-aged man's eyes are extremely wanton. As these people turn white bones, the middle-aged man's face actually looks as if he is a little younger, and his breath has also increased for a few points.

"Boss, your cultivation recovers faster!"

"At this speed, we will recover soon!"

Behind the man, the other two also hurriedly stood out and said.

"Boss, there are two more!"

But at this time, the three seemed to find something, and their eyes fell in the corner of the temple.

In the corner, don't ask the sky and magic sky.

Standing there quietly.