"Boom Guy Click, Beep Boom Boom ......"

The natives with black wooden staff in their hands hummed strange spells in their mouths. 八?一?Chinese Net? ≥≠≈．≥８＝１≤Ｚ＝≈．ＣＯＭ

"Boom ......"

A thick black fog rushed out of the black wooden staff and rushed towards Rika Ozawa.

This black fog contained a strong resentment and murderous aura.

This old native man with a black wooden staff in his hand is a master of spells.

Rika Ozawa slashed at this terrifying black qi with a sword.

Poof!

The terrifying black qi was cut open, but it was like an invisible thing, and then it rushed towards Rika Ozawa with ferocity.

"Bang!"

Rika Ozawa's spirit was disturbed, she paused, and her body was hit by this terrifying black qi.

Her body flew out, and her head was in a state of paralysis.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to Ozawa Rika's side with a swish, pressed a palm on the back of Ozawa Rika's head, and injected a pure Shennong true qi into Ozawa Rika.

Rika Ozawa regained her look.

"The host ......"

Rika Ozawa was apologetic.

"Let Me ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in front of Lika Ozawa.

Rika Ozawa is a master of swordsmanship, she is fast with swords, and her sword moves are lethal, but her mental power is still relatively weak, after all, she has not deliberately cultivated spiritual power.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is different, he is an immortal cultivator, his divine soul is very powerful, he devoured the powerful divine soul in the black wooden sword, and also devoured the powerful soul of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master and the Purple Clan's Qingyue, Zhang Xiaoqiang's divine soul is growing, he is such a master, it is too easy to deal with this indigenous old man who is good at divine soul attacks and spells.

"Boom Guy Click, Beep Boom Boom ......"

The old man waved his black wooden staff, and his mouth was again croaking.

With a bang, a thick black evil mist rushed out from the black wooden staff of the indigenous old man, and this black evil mist contained tens of thousands of resentful spirits, and endless terrifying murderous aura and resentful soul aura rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The evil attack of this indigenous old man is no worse than the soul attack of Sultan Haji and Manupa, Zhang Xiaoqiang has to admire, this Southern Witch Sect is indeed profound, and it is worthy of being the first dark force in the South, that is, these natives who protect the witch gods have such powerful roles, and they are not inferior to the existence of the Nanyang Great Head Descending Master when pulled out alone.

Zhang Xiaoqiang used to underestimate this Southern Witch Sect.

However, no matter how deep the Southern Witch Sect is, in the eyes of Brother Xiaoqiang, it is still vulnerable.

The spell master in front of him, in the eyes of Brother Xiaoqiang, is not worth mentioning.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes widened, and two bright golden lights burst out from Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.

These two golden rays of light rushed towards the black mist of evil air.

"Sneer......"

The black mist was destroyed by the golden light in an instant.

The powerful soul power of Zhang Xiaoqiang's golden light in the wheel eye shattered the soul of the indigenous spell master.

"Poof!"

The old aborigine, who couldn't hold back, spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You...... Your soul power is so powerful?"

The indigenous old man looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with an expression of disbelief.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's wrist flicked, and with a snap, he held a five-meter-long snake bone whip in his hand.

This snake bone whip has been tempered by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and its physical attacks are indestructible, and it also carries a powerful spiritual attack.

"Old thing, die!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his wrist violently, and with a snap, the snake bone whip made a blasting sound in the air, like the violent explosion of a firecracker.

The tip of the snake bone whip conjured up a five-meter-long poisonous snake phantom.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the poisonous snake phantom of Xuanwu King Kong in Longma Temple, he created a kung fu by himself, which is the poisonous snake phantom of the snake bone whip.

This poisonous snake phantom, like a substance, is indestructible and powerful.

The snake bone whip poisonous snake phantom is more powerful, or the powerful soul power that Zhang Xiaoqiang infused into it.

In the snap of his fingers, the snake bone whip and the viper phantom rushed in front of the indigenous elder.

The indigenous old man was already seriously injured, and when he encountered Zhang Xiaoqiang's snake bone whip poisonous snake phantom, he instinctively waved the black wooden staff in his hand to block it.

"Bang!"

The black wooden staff was shattered by the snake bone whip and the viper phantom.

The chest of the indigenous old man was directly pierced by the phantom of the snake bone whip and poisonous snake.

After killing the indigenous elder, Zhang Xiaoqiang then swung the snake bone whip and killed the rushing natives.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's cultivation is profound, and the lethality of the snake bone whip is also extremely powerful, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang has killed hundreds of witch god guardians.

Rika Ozawa took her sword and rushed towards the Guardian of the Witch God, swinging her sword non-stop.

Ozawa Rika's sword qi can cut through the air, and the physical bodies of these witch god guardians are not particularly strong, they are all killed by Ozawa Rika with a single sword.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Ozawa Rika were killed like this, and hundreds of indigenous witch god guardians were quickly killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang and Ozawa Lixiang without being killed.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Rika Ozawa were like hellish Shura killing gods, and they were completely addicted to killing.

"Master, have we killed the people?"

Rika Ozawa looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly frowned.

"Someone is here again, and he's still a master!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang groaned.

"Someone again?"

Rika Ozawa was stunned.

It's coming, it's killing it.

What master is more powerful than the master?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Four figures flew from the bottom of the mountain.

When these four figures flew close and landed on the ground, they saw the stumps and severed arms of dozens of Southern Witch Sect Witch God Guardians on the ground, and these four people all looked nervous.

"Did someone come to the Southern Witch Sect Mountain Gate first, also for the Witch God's immortal law?"

One of the old men with fluttering white beards and a purple compass in his hand frowned.

Another middle-aged man wearing a leopard skin who held the flame in his hand said: "Whoever wants to compete with us for the Witch God Immortal Law has to be buried by the Witch God!"

The other middle-aged man dressed in white and holding a water balloon in his hand waited for an opportunity to move without speaking.

The last person, dressed in a cyan robe, has a long figure, and holds a cyan bamboo flute, looking chic and dusty.

"You four old things, are you here for the immortal law of the witch god?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said suddenly.

In the face of these four masters, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not afraid.

"Boy, who are you? Guardian of the Witch God, did you kill them?"

The man in leopard skin, who controlled the flames, asked.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly: "In the next Zhang Xiaoqiang, this is my maid Ozawa Lixiang, these indigenous mountain people, I and the maid killed them!"

"You can kill so many Witch God Guardians, which is a bit capable, are you also here for the Witch God Immortal Method?" the man who controlled the flames continued to ask.

"That's right, I'm here for the witch god's secret method of cultivating immortals!" Zhang Xiaoqiang admitted very calmly.

He came here this time to ask the witch god about the secret method of cultivating immortals, to learn about other secret methods of cultivating immortals on the earth, and then to kill the witch god, which is nothing to hide.

(End of chapter)