Six years of family affection has been wasted. Don't regret it if you dare.

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two of them were in a state of panic.

In Wutuo Mountain, the wind was cold and the wind was biting. A cold woman whispered to another woman beside her with a solemn face: "Sister Hongyue, that person... disappeared!" There was a trace of anxiety and confusion in her voice.

Jiang Hongyue frowned slightly, and was also confused. She thought to herself; with her own strength, she would never lose the other party, unless there was only one possibility, that is, the two of them had been discovered long ago and planted a trap for others.

As for the wizard who said he was going to send food to Dr. Ying just now, he deliberately led the two of them here.

Seeing that Jiang Hongyue didn't speak, Gu Qingcheng was obviously a little anxious. After all, Gu Qingcheng was only eighteen years old.

"Qingcheng, we have been plotted against." However, Jiang Hongyue was not panicked. After all, this was all expected. Jiang Hongyue did not think that she and Gu Qingcheng could rescue Dr. Ying from the Old Witch Cult silently. If it were not for Gu Qingcheng's master, that is, her own master uncle, saying that the two of them had a great opportunity here, no matter how conceited they were, they would not dare to go to the Old Witch Cult alone.

Suddenly, a cold laugh came from the dark corner, and then a thin figure gradually appeared in the sight of the two.

Wu Tan, turned out to be the young witch master of the Old Witch Cult, with the peak cultivation of the Tao, and the old witch cult's sacred object, the white bone Qiang flute, in his hand. It is said that with this object, he can fight against the master.

"Daxia people, come uninvited, isn't it a bit rude." Following the cold voice of the young witch master, an attendant immediately moved a big chair over, and Wu Tan lay comfortably on it, playing with the white bone Qiang flute in his hand, looking at Jiang Hongyue and Gu Qingcheng with a cat-and-mouse look.

"Wu Tan, you kidnapped Dr. Ying from Da Xia and brought him here. Have you ever thought about being disrespectful?" Jiang Hongyue's face turned cold, and her eyes were as sharp as torches, looking coldly at the young witch master.

The arrogant and wretched young witch master was frightened by Jiang Hongyue's gaze for a moment, as if there was a mysterious power that was shocking his soul.

But after a moment, Wu Tan, the young witch master of the old witch cult, regained his composure, and then smiled wretchedly and said to Jiang Hongyue: "Disrespectful? That's easy, I will bless you two in person later, isn't it?"

The word "bless" instantly excited the wizards around, and they shouted loudly, "Bless, bless."

For a moment, Gu Qingcheng didn't understand what it meant, but Jiang Hongyue knew what Wu Tan meant by blessing, and immediately his face was furious, and two layers of light white true energy condensed in his palms instantly.

"Jiang family's mysterious skill, Chansi Jin."

"Peak of inner strength, half-step master?" Because the white true energy always surrounded Jiang Hongyue's palm, Wu Tan concluded that Jiang Hongyue had not yet achieved the master of transformation, but facing a peak of inner strength, it was also difficult. Then he waved his hand and said coldly: "Take them down."

Instantly, more than a dozen wizards rushed towards Jiang Hongyue and Gu Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, follow me closely." Then he clapped his hands and two white Qi Jins were slapped towards the two wizards in front of him. Then the two figures flew backwards directly, and Gu Qingcheng pulled the sword box, and a pitch-black ancient sword was already in his hand.

Then Gu Qingcheng's ancient sword, with a touch of pitch-black sword intent, slashed at the person who rushed over, and heard the sound of metal and iron mixed, and then the wizard was directly bounced away by the ancient sword, but the man actually stood up directly. Although his clothes had been shattered by the ancient sword, his skin seemed to be made of diamond, without even a scar.

Jiang Hongyue's side was similar. The two people who were blown away by the silk-winding force only had their shirts torn, and only two shallow palm marks were left on their bodies.

Jiang Hongyue understood instantly and asked loudly: "Wu Tan, you actually used living people to practice corpses?"

Wu Tan laughed and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with practicing corpses with living people? Our old witch sect has been passed down for thousands of years. Don't you know there are still many more?"

Then he pointed at Jiang Hongyue and Gu Qingcheng and ordered loudly: "Kill them?"

Jiang Hongyue frowned for a moment, and instantly swallowed a mouthful of true energy into his stomach. Then there was a crackling sound in his body, as if something was about to be blasted to pieces, and then Jiang Hongyue's aura suddenly changed.

Then the white aura in Jiang Hongyue's hand instantly came to life like a spirit snake, and transparent silk threads gathered by the white true energy wrapped around the wizards around.

After a while, more than a dozen wizards were entangled together by the silk threads, and they couldn't move no matter how they struggled.

"It seems that the people of Daxia

I still underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to borrow the power of the Grandmaster. Then let me show you the true foundation of my Wumen. "

Then Wu Tan quickly brought the white bone Qiang flute in his hand to his mouth and blew it slowly. Then a devilish sound like hell slowly came out of the bone flute. At the same time, a door to hell seemed to be opened in the space, and dark ghost energy rolled out from the door.

Then ghosts flew out from the ghost energy. Several ghosts picked up the wizards on the ground and threw them directly into the air. Then they began to fight and tear them apart frantically. After a while, pieces of blood fell like raindrops, and the bodies torn apart by the ghosts were caught by the ghosts in their mouths, and then they began to chew them.

In less than a moment, more than a dozen corpses were devoured by hundreds of ghosts. Finally, the ghost floating in the air finally looked at Jiang Hongyue and Gu Qingcheng with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Sister Hongyue? "Gu Qingcheng on the side was obviously frightened by the dozen ghosts. Fortunately, Jiang Hongyue was very calm. He stepped on the ground with one foot and white light flashed around him, illuminating the surrounding five meters. It was actually the steel force.

A ghost with a single horn, after eating a piece of flesh and blood, looked at Jiang Hongyue and Gu Qingcheng with a pair of scarlet eyes.

Then he stretched out his bright red tongue, licked his bloody lips, and then used two claws covered with black hair to grab the two directly.

Just when the two claws grabbed Jiang Hongyue's body-protecting qi, a scream suddenly sounded, and then the whole ghost was evaporated by the qi.

Then more than a dozen ghosts were like this, and they were directly evaporated by Jiang Hongyue's body-protecting qi, and then the remaining dozens of ghosts were all terrified and floated in the air. Although they roared continuously, they did not dare to come down.

"Girl, I want to see how much true qi you can squander. "Then Wu Tan blew the white bone Qiang flute again, and the originally frightened ghosts seemed to become irritable for a moment, and rushed towards Jiang Hongyue and the others.

One, two, three, in less than three minutes, eighty or ninety ghosts were evaporated by Jiang Hongyue's protective aura, but Jiang Hongyue's face became more and more ugly.