"If you want to know where the Divine Sword is, take Wu Jiu's head!"

In the Witch God Temple, the Witch God suddenly slapped the table in front of him to pieces.

"Sir, I'm sorry, that's what the news said." A trembling monk was kneeling in the hall.

Just now, he told the Witch God the news that had spread throughout the past few days, which aroused the Witch God's furiousness.

The Witch God said: "How many strong people have arrived in the Ksitigarbha Realm now?"

The man in the hall said tremblingly: "Sir Hui, according to the current information, except for the Formless Realm, there are great gods from all walks of life. Among them, the strongest ones are Bai Tao, the Great God of the Yuanshi Realm, the Great God of Tongguan in the Vajra Realm, and the Great God of Zhao Jinglei in the Wanxiang Realm."

After hearing this, the Witch God's face became solemn. Obviously, these three people also brought him great pressure.

"Sir, this news was obviously spread by Han Xu. He clearly wanted to kill someone with a knife!"

"Do you still need to tell me such a simple truth?" the Witch God said angrily.

"Sir, the news only tells you whereabouts of the Divine Sword, and does not promise to hand over the Divine Sword. Other great gods should not be enemies of you for a message."

"What do you know? It is related to the inheritance of the Nine-Level Heavenly Venerable God. Any hope is enough to make people fight desperately. As long as you kill me, you can get the first-hand news of the Divine Sword. You said that if you have the opportunity to kill me now, can you withstand the temptation?"

Under the cold gaze of the Witch God, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the subordinate, and drops of sweat beads as big as beans flowed down his face.

"I'm talking about if, why are you so nervous?" The Witch God walked step by step in front of this person until he was only one step away from him.

"Subordinate...subordinate is not nervous."

"You just wanted to kill me."

"I don't have any subordinates, I don't dare." The man's heart was calm and he was almost scared by the words of the Witch God.

The Witch God stretched out his hand, helped the subordinate up, patted him on his shoulder three times, and said, "How long have you been with me?"

"It's been one hundred and twenty years."

"It's rare that you still remember so clearly, I believe in you."

The Witch God said nothing. He suddenly raised his foot and continued to walk forward, and walked past the man in one step.

Just when he passed by, his subordinate suddenly gritted his teeth and a black dagger appeared in his hand. He burst out as fast as he could in his life and stabbed behind the Witch God.

He was sure that there were no signs before this action, nor any fluctuations of divine power, and his eyes and expression were also in place. Even though he and the Witch God were three small realms different, he was still 40% sure he could succeed.

But as soon as he turned around, the dagger was only one finger away from the back of the Witch God, his body suddenly froze and his movements stopped. The sharp dagger stopped weakly halfway.

Immediately afterwards, a black air surged into the sky spirit cover from the soles of his feet. At the same time, his facial expression became extremely frightened. He wanted to say something to the Witch God, but opened his mouth a few times but couldn't make any sound.

The Witch God did not turn back. When he took the second step, the man behind him had turned into a pool of pus and merged into the underground of the black hall.

The Witch God murmured, "Han Xu, your move is really cruel. Don't let me find you, otherwise I will make you worse than death."

As he spoke, his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared out of thin air? The entire Witch Temple disappeared with him.

One hour later, dozens of powerful auras descended to the Witch Temple, and powerful men descended to the void, looking at the original site of the Witch Temple, which was empty in front of them.

"Running so fast." said a middle-aged man in a white robe. Unlike others, his pupils were golden.

"Bai Tao, your speed is not slow either. It took a lot of time to come from Yuanshi Realm." said Tong Guan, who was full of strong muscles.

Zhao Jinglei, who had short hair like a steel needle, said nothing, but turned into a lightning and disappeared.

Bai Tao and Tong Guan looked at each other and left each other. After the three of them left, the other strong people gradually started to talk. It was obvious that the three of them put a lot of pressure on them.

"Bai Tao, Tongguan, Zhao Jinglei." Among the crowd below, there was an inconspicuous young man mingling among the crowd and watching this scene silently. He was Han Xu after disguised.

A few days ago, Han Xu had already changed his identity and mixed into the crowd, so he naturally spread the news himself.

These days, by dealing with other monks, his understanding of the Three Thousand Worlds has increased day by day. He learned that the popular gods who compete for the Divine Sword this time are Bai Tao, Tong Guan and Zhao Jinglei, and the three of them almost represent the highest strength under the holy god.

Therefore, Han Xu chose to spread the news after all three of them arrived at the Ksitigarbha Realm.

But Han Xu didn't expect that the Witch God would be so decisive and look-free, so he ran away directly. What surprised Han Xu was that the Witch God actually escaped with the Witch God Temple.

Could it be that the Witch Temple is a powerful artifact? Han Xu slowly disappeared into the crowd with some doubts.

Han Xu was actually a little risky when he came to the Witch Temple this time, but he had to verify whether Thousand Faces could be seen through under the divine consciousness of the Sixth Heaven God. The facts proved that it could not be.

The spiritual object of Thousand Faces is really amazing. Han Xu himself never thought that a treasure from the lower realm could accompany him all the way to the present.

The news released this time was exactly what Han Xu used to kill people by using a knife. The reason why he chose the first stop of the Three Thousand Worlds in the Ksitigarbha Realm was that Han Xu's target was the Witch God.

The Witch God was the only powerful god realm he vowed to kill. Since Han Xu was still repairing in the lower realm, the Witch God was determined to get rid of him, and even wiped out other creatures in the three realms, and supported alien races, Wu Xiuxian, who slaughtered the people of the world.

If the Witch God is not dead, who knows what he will do in the future? If he cannot kill Han Xu, he might attack the Three Realms again, so Han Xu decided to solve the Witch God first to avoid any worries.

So, Han Xu thought of this way to kill people with a knife. Don’t those strong men want the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hands? If they don’t make good use of them, wouldn’t they let their enthusiasm down?

After staying away from the crowd, Han Xu released the divine power of the empty consciousness world, and the vast divine thoughts extended out overwhelmingly, and then he headed towards the east.

This direction is also the direction chosen by the Witch God when he escaped.

In less than a day, the news of the witch god's escape spread. At the same time, Bai Tao, Tong Guan and Zhao Jinglei gathered in the Ksitigarbha world to offer a reward for the witch god and Han Xu. Anyone who provides any of the whereabouts of them can take a considerable reward from the three of them.
Chapter completed!