When Sifu left, she happened to encounter Liao Zhijian coming to Jiang Yan with medicinal materials. Sifu glanced at Liao Zhijian lightly.
Just at this glance, Liao Zhijian felt like a needle pricked his heart and almost jumped up.
He thought to himself:
Who is this? Why are your eyes so sharp? Is it because I stayed in the Miao settlement for too long or is Mr. Jiang surrounded by strong men?
…
At this time, in a deep mountain about fifty kilometers away from Bei'an City, buildings with a black overall color stood on the top of the mountain.
The style of the jet-black buildings is very similar to the Miao architectural style, but the Miao residents living not far from here are full of fear of them. These jet-black buildings are where the Black Witch Cult is located.
It is said that the first generation of the leader of the Black Witch Cult was the first generation of the alliance human race to open up Beixuan Star, and the religion has been established here for hundreds of years.
Among the tallest buildings in the black building complex, there is a black stone hall that is completely cast from black stones one meter square. In the center of the black stone hall stands a black statue of a foot high.
The whole body of the statue exudes a jet-black luster, and its face is ferocious. Only its eyes glow red against the backdrop of a pair of rubies.
In front of the statue, a group of people covered in black robes and exuding a sinister aura sat in a row on futons.
Among these people, the youngest looked to be over fifty years old, and the oldest looked to be about ninety years old, with a skinny face and a face as black as withered tree bark.
Affected by these people, the entire Wushi Hall took on a cold atmosphere.
A man in black robe said:
"His Majesty, it seems that our Black Witch Cult has been away for a long time. These people have forgotten the power of our Black Witch Cult. A newly promoted fifth-level transcendent dares to kill the candidate saint son of my Black Witch Cult. This is obviously a disservice to our Black Witch Cult." Taught in blatant contempt!”
"That's right, since that stinky Niubi from Qingyang forced his way into the mountains decades ago, our Black Witch Cult has never suffered such a shame and humiliation." Another man in black robe also said angrily.
"A mere fifth-level transcendent dares to kill the candidate saint son of our Black Witch Cult. Doesn't that mean cats and dogs dare to poop on our Black Witch Cult's head?" Another man in black robe snorted coldly.
An old man in his sixties who was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue raised his head and glanced at the crowd, then slowly said:
"Clan Chief Yang, please bring Yang Lei here and ask him clearly before talking about anything else."
This old man had skinny cheeks and dark skin. He looked like he was about to die, but if you got close to him, you could feel the thunderous heartbeat.
He is the second generation leader of the Black Witch Cult and a powerful monk who has touched the threshold of foundation building.
After Yang Lei walked into the Wushi Hall tremblingly, he bowed to the head of the Yang clan and the many black-robed men from the Black Witch Cult to say hello, and then very respectfully recounted what happened in the past few days.
"You said that person is not only a fifth-level extraordinary, with sharp sword skills, but also can shoot out two beams of light, one gold and one blue, from his eyes? It was these two beams of light that easily destroyed Yang Bi's ghosts in the world? Even Yang Bi After being decapitated by him, he was burned to ashes?" A man in black robe frowned and said:
"Since he is so powerful and Yang Ben is dead, how can you survive?"
"I was hit by him casually and hit the iron wood and fainted. They probably thought I was dead, so I was lucky enough to survive and report the news to the clan leader." As he spoke, Yang Lei's eyes gleamed with hatred.
"He dared to kill Yang Bi. Didn't Yang Bi tell me the name of my Black Witch Cult?" The man in black robes standing aside said in a deep voice.
"The young patriarch said, not only did he talk about Yang's reputation, but he also greatly promoted the power of the Black Witch Cult. But, that Jiang Yan, he...he..." Yang Lei hesitated to speak.
"What did he say?"
"If you have something to say, just say it. I'll forgive you!"
Yang Lei swallowed and whispered: "He said that not only did he want to kill the young patriarch, but he also wanted to destroy the black witch sect!"
"boom!"
"Shuzi!"
"What a loud tone!"
"The yellow-haired kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky!"
As soon as Yang Lei said these words, it seemed as if the entire Wushi Hall was detonated in an instant. The originally calm men in black robes began to curse, regardless of their image.
"He's just a junior who has just been promoted to the fifth level of extraordinary. He actually utters wild words about destroying my Black Witch Cult?"
"Our Black Witch Sect has been here for hundreds of years. Except Qingyangzi, who used his identity as the direct descendant of the Taoist sect to break into the mountains and take away a precious medicine? Who else will come to our Black Witch Sect and act arrogantly in the future!"
"Even the sixth-level legend of the Jin family came here before, and he respectfully paid homage to the mountain before entering the mountain. This junior is really looking for death!"
"His Majesty, the elders and I are going to come out right away. No matter how powerful Jiang Yan is, can he stop us from joining forces?"
The man in black robe was furious and wished he could kill Jiang Yan immediately.
Apart from being a little angry at first, the leader of the Black Witch Cult became increasingly calm. After the men in black robes gradually became quiet, he asked:
"In addition to destroying ghosts, does the two beams of light, one gold and one blue, shot out of Jiang Yan's eyes have any other abilities?"
Yang Lei shook his head and said, "I don't know anything else."
"Okay, then you can go."
Yang Lei respectfully bowed to the elders of the Black Witch Cult and the Yang clan leader, and was about to leave when he suddenly screamed:
"ah!"
His head was instantly sliced open by Yang's patriarch with a knife. Until he died, he still didn't understand why the patriarch wanted to kill him.
Yang's clan leader rubbed the blood-stained sword on his clothes and said sadly: "The master is dead, and a dog who ran back to report the letter will of course go down to accompany the master."
"What's this?"
After saying that, the Yang clan leader suddenly jumped to the side and looked at Yang Lei's body in shock.
The men in black robes in Wushi Palace also looked at the changes in Yang Lei's body on the ground with great horror, as if their throats were being strangled by invisible hands.
I saw a golden and blue light spot emerging from Yang Lei's fallen body. The light spot was only the size of a needle at first, and then golden and blue flames gradually erupted from his entire body from the inside out.
After the flames emerged, it quickly covered Yang Lei's whole body. In almost a moment, there was only a handful of fly ash left on the ground.
There was deathly silence in the entire hall!
The breathing sounds of many men in black robes could be heard clearly, and even the expression of the leader of the Black Witch Sect changed drastically.
The Black Witch Cult has various weird spells, but none of them can completely incinerate a person in a matter of seconds. He racked his brains and could only think of the legendary Samadhi True Fire or the Red Lotus Karmic Fire having this ability.
But the golden blue light that appeared on Yang Lei's body was obviously not the two kinds of real fire. What on earth was it?
Just when they were wondering what it was, a golden and blue light suddenly appeared under the fly ash turned into Yang Lei's corpse on the ground.
"Peng"!
The golden and blue flames turned into little needles and dispersed towards the people in the Wushi Hall.
