"We must let the people from Tianxing Sect come out and give us an explanation!"

"Where is Head Zheng!? I saw him just now at the entrance of the valley!"

"We must not sit still and wait for death! We must resist!"

Many warriors were extremely angry.

"Master, what is the situation now?" A female disciple came up and asked Su Lengyun.

Su Lengyun looked solemn and shook her head.

All she knew was that the danger still existed.

Since the other party has already done such a thing, it is impossible to let it go.

They will definitely continue to take action.

"Didn't Fang Yu say he was going to find someone from Tianxing Sect to inquire about the situation? Why haven't he come back yet? Has he slipped away alone?" Liu Liansha walked up and complained dissatisfiedly.

Su Lengyun frowned slightly, Fang Yu had been gone for more than an hour and there was still no news.

Are you in trouble?

"Fellow Taoists! If Master Zheng doesn't come out, we'll work together to call him out again! Until he comes out!"

At this time, Liu Mo once again used his true energy to transmit the message.

"Yes. Call out Old Dog Zheng again! This old bastard, after taking our money, still wants to kill us?" Many warriors echoed.

Warriors above the master level release their true energy together and prepare to use their true energy to amplify the sound again.

"No need to shout, he won't come."

At this moment, a voice came from the air and reached the ears of every warrior.

Everyone's expressions changed and they all raised their heads.

At this time, a circle of light appeared in mid-air.

Under the flickering light, a figure appeared, standing in mid-air with hands behind his back.

This is a man wearing black robes with scars on his face.

The man glanced at the more than a hundred warriors below, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he were looking at a pile of corpses.

Liu Mo raised his head and stared at the man, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Wood God Cult, Bishop in Black, Yuan Shaoqin." The man replied coldly.

Witch God Cult?

Upon hearing this name, Liu Mo's expression changed.

As far as he knew, the Wushen Sect was a powerful sect, but they were more secular and did not have much contact with the major sects in the martial arts world.

But now, the black-clothed bishop of the Witch God Sect appeared in front of them.

What does it mean?

Could it be...

Thinking of those people who died in strange ways before, Liu Mo was shocked!

People from the Tianxing Sect probably don’t have such skills.

But that’s not necessarily the case with the Witch God Cult!

Liu Mo looked at Yuan Shaoqin in the air with stern eyes and was about to ask.

"You are right. Today, all warriors who enter Fallen Immortal Valley must die." Yuan Shaoqin's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something that was destined to happen but was insignificant.

But after hearing these words, the expressions of the warriors below changed.

"Bitch, why did you kill so many of us? Do you have this kind of strength?"

"It was indeed premeditated! Fortunately, we discovered it early and gathered together, otherwise we might have been defeated by them individually!"

"Let's kill Yuan Shaoqin first..."

Most of the warriors were furious and cursed loudly.
Chapter completed!