In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to the front of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, and slammed the Southern Witch Sect Witch Lord's chest with a punch.

"Bang ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's fist collided with the chest of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, and a huge explosion was released.

The body of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master flew out and came to a hundred meters away, the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master stood in the air, pushed his glasses frames, looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang indifferently, and said: "I have cultivated the Immortal Witch Body, your fist can't hurt my ......."

"Immortal Witch Body?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders and sneered.

"What a dog's fart can't destroy the witch body, it's just an introductory body forging secret art......"

"Come again!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's body once again rushed towards the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master.

This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his bow left and right, and threw two punches at the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

Bang bang!

The body of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master flew out again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's two punches failed to kill the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, but they made the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master's chest shook.

The face of the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect froze, this kid has a lot of brute strength.

"Boy, it's my turn......"

On the body of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, a black mist miasma suddenly appeared.

This is followed by a second red miasma, a third orange miasma, a fourth blue miasma, and a fifth purple miasma.

Five-color poisonous miasma, the stunt of the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

"Boy, let you taste my five-color poisonous miasma......"

The body of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the five poisonous miasma of different colors followed him closely, and at the same time rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Boom!"

When the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master and Zhang Xiaoqiang were ten meters apart, five poisonous miasma frantically surged towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's cultivation is profound, his body is strong, and he is not afraid of the poisonous mist of the elders of the Southern Witch Sect.

At this moment, in the face of the five-color poisonous miasma of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a strong sense of oppression, and he didn't dare to face the five-color poisonous miasma head-on.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's body flew away with a swish.

No matter how fast the speed of the five-color poisonous miasma is, how can it be faster than that of an immortal cultivator who has cultivated at the sixth level of qi induction?

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran away, and the five-colored poisonous miasma lost its target, and the face of the Southern Witch Sect Master turned even pale.

Five-color poisonous miasma, not afraid of water and fire, not afraid of thunder and lightning, Zhang Xiaoqiang is really helpless with magic powers.

This five-color poisonous miasma did not help Wu Xiaoman's cultivation, and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to release Wu Xiaoman to fight with the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

Zhang Xiaoqiang patted his waist.

The ruler-length sword turned into a flying sword.

With a snort, the flying sword turned into a ten-meter-long golden rainbow, dragging a long comet-like tail.

Among Zhang Xiaoqiang's current attacks, the most powerful is, of course, the flying sword, that is, Wu Xiaoman and the Fire Feather Phoenix may not be able to catch up with the Fire Feather Phoenix.

In an instant, the flying sword Jin Hong killed the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

In the face of the sudden flying sword, the body of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master suddenly deviated to the side, and then eagerly retreated, dodging the flying sword attack.

"Five-color miasma, go to ......"

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master once again urged the five-colored poisonous miasma.

This time, five poisonous miasma of different colors, all twenty meters long, like five colored pillars of light, surrounded and killed Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The five-color poisonous miasma is invisible and tasteless, but if you touch it, you will die, this five-color poisonous miasma is made by extracting the poison of tens of thousands of poisons from the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

"Slash ...... again"

Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged the five-colored poisonous miasma, and at the same time, his fingers flew, dragging the flying sword, and continued to kill the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master wiped his waist again, clutching a dark black piccolo in his hand.

The piccolo seems to be made of dog bones, and the surface of the piccolo has various charm patterns of different sizes, and the lines faintly shimmer with a dark black light.

Reiki fluctuations?

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

The piccolo of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master actually had a very strong aura fluctuation.

This is a ritual weapon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang got the magic weapon Jiuli urn.

This piccolo is the second magic weapon that Zhang Xiaoqiang encountered.

This Southern Witch Sect is really profound, and the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect actually has a magic weapon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, since it was a magic weapon, then the master was not polite, killed the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect, and snatched his magic weapon piccolo.

"Boy, my ghost flute, my Southern Witch Sect ancestor with the bones of a wild wolf that opened the spiritual wisdom carved out, after hundreds of years of worship in my Southern Witch Sect, absorbing the power of thousands of ghosts and gods, with the ability to summon a hundred ghosts, arrange the ghost array, today I will let you see the power of my Southern Witch Sect to raise the ghost flute, I will let the ghost king devour your flesh and blood, the flesh and blood of a master like you, the ghost king likes it the most......"

With a faint weird smile on his face, the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang as if he was looking at a dead man.

"You're talking too much nonsense......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang danced with both hands, and his ten fingers flew over.

Swish!

The flying sword rolled up the golden rainbow sword light, tearing the space through a passage, and killing the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master in an instant.

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect put the ghost raising flute in front of his mouth, and then he used his true qi and played the ghost raising flute.

The sound of whimpering, like a ghost crying wolf, sounded one after another.

A black centipede flew out of the ghost flute.

This centipede is also the length of a finger, and after flying out, it suddenly grows in size and becomes a giant centipede two meters long.

The giant centipede met the golden rainbow sword light.

Bell!

The body of the giant centipede was as hard as iron, as if it was cast from stainless steel, and the flying sword Jin Rainbow slashed at the giant centipede's body, only cutting off the two thin feet of the giant centipede.

"Hiss......"

When the sword light fell, the giant centipede opened its mouth and stood proudly in the air.

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect continued to play the ghost flute, and its sound whined, like a baby crying, like a ghost crying wolf, like a wolf howling, like a beast roaring.

A colorful poisonous snake flew out of the ghost flute.

Then, a toad flew out of the ghost flute.

A poisonous scorpion flies out of the ghost flute

A green-colored gecko flies out of the ghost flute.

Centipedes, poisonous snakes, toads, poisonous scorpions, geckos, five poisons are eyeing each other.

"Woo ......"

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect plays the flute of raising ghosts, and the sound rises and falls.

Five poisons, from five directions, flew towards Zhang Xiaoqiang at the same time.

These five poisons have been raised by the Southern Witch Sect for nearly a hundred years, and they are big poisons at the level of the Poison King, and Zhang Xiaoqiang can't eat them when he is bitten by any poison.

Rao is Zhang Xiaoqiang is now an immortal cultivator of the sixth layer of Qi Induction, and in the face of the poison of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, he still does not dare to have the slightest contempt.

"Boy, this is the king of the five poisons that I raised with the ghost flute and essence blood, you are waiting to be bitten off by my king of the five poisons......"

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master chuckled.

"Really?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders senselessly, with an indifferent smile on his face.

"Xiao Jin, give you a big meal, let's have a good time......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind communicated with the golden cicada gourd, and the six-winged golden cicada spread its wings and flew out.