Heir of Hawman.

Talking to this disciple of the Wu Temple is one of these people who has been with Gu Nan Lao for the longest time, and besides Hong Yang, he is also one of the most trusted disciples of Gu Lao in South Xinjiang.

Therefore, there is a little more of what he knows.

For example, the name of the Black Witch Cliff, this disciple had heard it from his master Nan Jiang Gu.

This Black Witch Cliff is a big faction in the Zhenwu Realm, with thousands of disciples, even in the entire Zhenwu Realm.Few are comparable to Black Witch Cliff.

Not only that, there is a more important thing about this Black Wizard Cliff.This disciple also heard it when he overhears the discussion between his master and Hong Yang.

At that time, Gu Lao of Southern Xinjiang once said that the ancestor of their Wu Temple, actually had a very deep relationship with the Black Wizard Cliff.

In fact, the ancestors of their witch shrines had escaped from the Black Witch Cliff before.After coming to the secular world, this witch temple was founded.

As for the ancestor of the Witch Temple, why did he escape from the Black Witch Cliff.This disciple is not clear.

However, listening to the other party just said that these people are disciples of Black Witch Cliff, which can be regarded as confirming the old words of the old Jiang Gu.

Their witch temple is really related to the black witch cliff!

At this time, the disciples of the Temple of Witches on the side heard that the other party was from the Zhenwu Realm, and all their faces suddenly showed horror.

For them, the true martial world is extremely mysterious, like a dwelling place of immortals.

From the real martial arts world, every one must be a master of terror!

"Have you ever heard of Black Wizard Cliff? It seems that you are a bit knowledgeable!"

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

In fact, he also has his own arrogant capital.

The name of this black robe is Geng Peng. Cultivation is already approaching the mid-century of Dixian. In the Black Wizard Cliff, the status of the inner disciples is not low.

In fact, this is also in the real martial arts world.

If it is in the secular world, with Geng Peng's cultivation practice, I am afraid that few people can beat the enemy.

Even those who are dark giants.It is simply not Geng Peng's opponent.

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

Hearing Geng Peng's arrogant words, the disciple of the Wu Temple didn't have any anger, but instead had a flattering smile on his face.

"Why don't we dare to make an order in front of the fairy master, so that the senior people laughed!"

The disciple said with a smile.

"Fairy Master? You still have some insight! Hahaha..."

Geng Peng laughed proudly, obviously pleased with the other party's favor.

The two disciples of Black Witch Cliff that followed him also laughed.

Seeing Geng Peng laughed, the disciple of the Wu Temple was relieved.

"Small name is Ding Da. I was a disciple of the Wu Temple, I don't know how many fairy masters came to my Wu Temple this time, why?"

The disciple, Ding Da, asked timidly.

"Every ordinary disciple is also worthy of talking to us! Let your master get out and see me in person!"

Geng Peng said disdainfully.

The majestic master of the Wujin Temple, Gu Jiang in the south, is totally worthless in the eyes of ordinary black Wuya disciples like Geng Peng.

Hearing Geng Peng's request, Ding Da and they were all stunned.

"Nothing to hide. The teacher has passed away a few days ago!"

Ding Da said bitterly.

"pass away?!"

Geng Peng snorted, "Your Master will choose the time. Whether he will die sooner or later, but he will die when I come to him, you are not talking about me!"

During the speech, a powerful coercion burst out of Geng Peng.

"Puff puff!"

Several mumbles.

In the hall, several disciples of the Wujin Temple actually spit blood on the spot with the spread of this coercion!

"hiss……"

The survivors saw this scene in front of them, and they all took a breath of fright, and the cold sweat poured out.

this moment.The hearts of the disciples of the witch temple are already terrified.

With its own coercion alone, people can be directly shocked to death. Such a power is simply too scary, it is beyond all their imagination!

"Fairy Master spares life! Fairy Master spares life!"

Ding Da and they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately for mercy.

"Master Xian, what we said is true! Our master was indeed just killed by an expert! At least thousands of people were present at the time, and they can all testify for us!"

Ding Da hurriedly explained.

"Slain?"

Hearing this, Geng Peng raised his brow slightly.

Geng Peng is very clear that under his own coercion, these ordinary people just dare not lie.

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

but.Geng Peng came here because he had something important in his life, so he would not give up because of it.

"Who killed your Master? Why did you 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 it is still necessary to ask more clearly.

Ding Da did not dare to hide anything.Then he told Geng Peng about that day.

After hearing Ding Da's story, Geng Peng couldn't help but snorted.

"It's really grumpy!"

Geng Peng thought that he could successfully complete the task assigned to him by the martial arts, but he did not expect it.Even with such a variable, I was very upset.

But then, Geng Peng thought of something again.

"Yin Shen Jian. Where is it now?!"

Geng Peng asked directly without any corners.

"Yin...Yin Shenjian?"

Ding Da and several of them looked at each other after hearing the name.So unknown.

"Master, you... what are you talking about, we have never heard of it..."

Those witch temple disciples.Said blankly.

"do not know?"

Geng Peng sneered, "Well, then I will let you know..."

During the speech, a stronger coercion came out of Geng Peng.

For a time, the disciples of the Wu Temple only felt as if they were a huge mountain, directly pressed against their heads.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!"

All the disciples of the Wujin Temple fell to the ground.

Starting from the weakest disciples, among their seven tricks, blood flowed out one by one.

"Ah! No!"

"Help!"

The witch-temple disciples screamed screamingly.

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

Before they died, all of them were bleeding from the Qiqiao, and the state of death looked terrible.

In the blink of an eye, among the entire hall, only the last three disciples of the Wu Temple were left alive!