Speaking to this disciple of the Witch God Temple, he is one of these people who has been with Nanjiang Gu Lao for the longest time, and is also one of the most trusted disciples of Nanjiang Gu Lao except Hongyang.

Therefore, he still needs to know a little more.

For example, the name of the Black Witch Cliff was once heard of by his master Nanjiang Gu Lao.

This Black Witch Cliff is a major sect in the Zhenwu Realm, with thousands of disciples under his sect. Even in the entire Zhenwu Realm, there are not many whose strength can be compared with the Black Witch Cliff.

Not only that, there is another more important thing about this Black Witch Cliff. This disciple also heard before when he accidentally heard his master and Hong Yang discussing.

At that time, Nanjiang Gu Lao once said that the ancestors of their Witch Temple actually had a deep connection with the Black Witch Cliff.

In fact, the ancestor of their Witch Temple had previously escaped from the Black Witch Cliff and founded the Witch Temple after coming to the secular world.

As for the ancestor of the Witch Temple, this disciple is not sure why he escaped from the Black Witch Cliff.

However, I heard from the other party that they were disciples of Heiwu Cliff, which also confirms the previous words of Gu Lao Nanjiang.

Their Witch Temple is really related to the Black Witch Cliff!

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

To them, the Zhenwu Realm was extremely mysterious, just like the residence of immortals and gods.

Everyone who comes out of the Zhenwu Realm must be a master with terrifying strength!

"I've actually heard of Black Witch Cliff? It seems that you're quite aware of it!"

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

In fact, he has his own arrogant capital.

The black robe is named Geng Peng, and his cultivation is approaching the middle stage of Earth Immortals. His status is also among the inner disciples in the Black Witch Cliff.

In fact, this is in the Zhenwu Realm.

If it were in the secular world, with Geng Peng's cultivation level, I am afraid that almost few people could defeat it.

Even those dark giant-level strong men are not Geng Peng's opponents at all.

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

Hearing Geng Peng's arrogant words, the disciple of the Witch Temple not only did not get angry, but instead showed a flattering smile on his face.

"We are merely secular people, how dare we make rash things in front of the immortal masters, and make the master laugh!"

The disciple said with a smile.

"Immortal Master? You still have some vision! Hahaha..."

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

The two disciples from the Black Witch Cliff who were following him also laughed.

Seeing Geng Peng and the others laugh, the disciples of the Witch Temple were relieved.

"The little one is Ding Da. He was originally a disciple of the Witch Temple. I wonder what the reason why several immortal masters came to my Witch Temple in person this time?"

The disciple named Ding Da asked cowardly.

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

Geng Peng said with disdain.

The dignified Lord of the Witch God Temple and the Gu Lao in the Southern Xinjiang are completely insignificant in the eyes of ordinary black witch cliff disciples like Geng Peng.

When Ding Da and the others heard Geng Peng’s request, they all looked embarrassed.

"To be honest, my master passed away a few days ago!"

Ding Da said with a bitter look on his face.

"pass away?!"

Geng Peng snorted coldly, "You masters can choose the time. If you don't die sooner or later, you will die when I come to find him. You are afraid you are not trying to deceive me!"

As he spoke, a powerful pressure suddenly burst out from Geng Peng.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

A few muffled sounds.

In the hall, several disciples of the Witch Temple actually vomited blood and died on the spot as the pressure spreads!

"hiss……"

Those surviving people, seeing the scene in front of them, were all so scared that they took a breath of cold air and cold sweats surged out.

At this moment, the disciples of the Witch Temple were already extremely frightened.

With just one's own pressure, one can directly kill people. Such power is simply too terrifying, and it is beyond their imagination!

"Suppose you are the Immortal Master! Suppose you are the Immortal Master!"

Ding Da and the others hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy.

"Immortal Master, we are all right! Our master was indeed killed by a master! At least thousands of people were present at that time, and they could all testify for us!"

Ding Da hurriedly explained.

"Killed?"

Hearing this, Geng Peng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Geng Peng knew very well that under his pressure, the ordinary people in front of him would not dare to lie at all.

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

However, Geng Peng came here because he had something important to do, so he naturally would not give up because of this.

"Who is the one 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 he still had to ask more questions.

Ding Da dared not hide anything, so he roughly told Geng Peng about what happened that day.

After listening to Ding Da’s story, Geng Peng couldn’t help but snorted coldly.

"It's really unlucky!"

Geng Peng originally thought that he would be able to successfully complete the tasks assigned to him by the sect this time, but unexpectedly, such a variable occurred, and he felt very unhappy.

But then, Geng Peng remembered something again.

"Yin Shenjian, where is it now?"

Geng Peng asked directly without any roundabout way.

"Yin...Yin Shenjian?"

After hearing this name, Ding Da and the others looked at each other in an unknown way.

"Immortal Master, you...what are you talking about? We have never heard of it..."

Those disciples of the Witch Temple said with a confused look on their faces.

"have no idea?"

Geng Peng snorted coldly, "Okay, then I'll let you know..."

As he spoke, a stronger pressure burst out from Geng Peng's body.

For a moment, the disciples of the Witch Temple felt as if they were a mountain with a huge pound, and they were directly pressing on their heads.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

All the disciples of the Witch Temple fell to their knees on the ground.

Starting from the weakest disciples, blood flowed out of their seven orifices one after another.

"Ah! No!"

"Help!"

The disciples of the Witch Temple let out shrill screams.

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

All of these people were bleeding from their seven orifices before their death, and their deaths looked terrible.

In a blink of an eye, there were only the last three disciples of the Witch Temple left in the entire hall!
Chapter completed!