Chapter 1139 Mental attack, return it!

"Divine cauldron?"

Ye Qingcang was shocked one after another, his face full of fear.

At this time, the darkness in the void became even more blazing. Countless white bones, poisonous insects, and ferocious beasts came from all directions, surging like waves, like a torrent.

"Roar!"

Ye Fan raised his breath suddenly, his chest suddenly became fierce, and then he roared, and the roar like a dragon's chant swept across.

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless white bones, poisonous insects, and ferocious beasts exploded under the roar of a dragon, bursting into a mist of ashes and blood.

"Witch Blood Cult, this seat Ye Fan, come to exterminate the sect, get out and die."

With a swish, Ye Fan's body soared above the sky, his blood vibrated, his voice was powerful, and the sound waves vibrated in all directions.

"Boom!"

The sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring shook the world, and countless evil spirits were broken.

The elders of the Witch Blood Sect were all horrified, the number of Witch Blood Sect disciples were dazed, their souls trembled, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and many weak Witch Blood Sect disciples even fell down straight.

"What a strong cultivation base, who did Ye Qingcang invite?" The white-haired old man, who is also the great elder of the Witch Blood Sect, turned pale with shock.

With a whoosh, Ye Fan flew to the top of the mountain and stood in front of the Qingshi Hall.

Looking at the towering stone tablet, it says Witch Blood Cult.

A burst of energy shot out from his eyes, and the stele exploded, turning into powder on the spot.

"Looking for death, how dare you come to my Witch Blood Cult to be presumptuous."

Hundreds of guards flew out from the Bluestone Hall, glaring at Ye Fan one after another.

These guards parted ways like a tide, and then dozens of black-robed elders came out.

The white-haired old man in the lead was full of evil spirits.

Ye Fan saw through the opponent's cultivation level just by glancing at him.

This white-haired old man is roughly equivalent to the peak cultivation level of an immortal master, and is only one step away from Jindan.

As for the black-robed elders behind the white-haired old man, most of them are equivalent to the mid-stage cultivation of Xuanmen immortal masters, and there are even a few evil cultivators comparable to the late-stage cultivation of Xuanmen immortal masters.

No wonder this Witch Blood Cult is so bold, daring to travel across the sea to Kyushu.

There are so many strong people under the emotional seat, and the background is so deep that it is unimaginable.

Without competing for peak combat power, the Witch Blood Sect is enough to sweep the entire Kyushu.

Ye Fan guessed in his heart that the leader of the Witch Blood Sect is very likely to be a strong Golden Core, or even stronger.

"Today, I will slaughter all your Witch Blood Cults."

Ye Fan's eyes shot with murderous intent, his heart was full of fighting spirit, and he felt his blood boil.

It's not that he has serious murderous intentions, but that if he doesn't kill these people, he will be sorry for the common people in the world.

"Your Excellency is strong, but you have offended my Blood Witch Cult and you are not ashamed to say anything. Don't even think about leaving alive today."

The white-haired old man stared at Ye Fan with sinister eyes, snorted coldly, and waved his hands: "Do it, I want him to die."

"Yes!"

In an instant, more than a dozen old men in black robes walked out behind the white-haired old man.

They waved their sleeve robes, and black talismans flew all over the sky. Suddenly, the dark wind gathered and rushed towards them like a tornado.

In an instant, the temperature plummeted, and it was extremely cold, and a powerful evil spirit emerged from each gust of wind.

These evil spirits all have the cultivation base of the spirit king, hold evil underworld weapons, and attack Ye Fan with their teeth and claws.

These ghost weapons are extremely extraordinary, and they specialize in attacking the primordial spirit and spirit. As long as they are hit by the ghost weapon, the primordial spirit and spirit will be instantly shattered.

In this way, people become fools and become real walking dead.

Ye Fan sneered disdainfully: "The fire of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon!"

Pinch the seal formula, mobilize the mental power, and the violent mental power swept out from his Niwan Palace, and suddenly the steam exploded continuously, and the sky trembled.

Bi Luo Bi gathered and attacked the evil spirits ahead.

Mental attacks are invisible and colorless, and they are the most unexpected.

The terrifying coercion shook, and screams sounded in the air.

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Everyone in the Witch Blood Cult didn't notice anything unusual, they just felt a violent coercion appear.

In the blink of an eye, those evil spirits and the weapons in their hands were torn apart and exploded one after another.

The guards and Witch Blood Cultists all lost their luster and stood there in a daze.

Seeing this, the members of the Witch Blood Cult rushing up from behind all showed terrified expressions and dared not go forward.

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