Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

It didn't take long for Mo Fan to catch up with the Witch Clan monk, who then turned around and waved his sleeves.

In an instant, Mo Fan felt an extremely dangerous aura surrounding him.

His eyes sparkled, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he quickly discovered where the source of danger was.

It was actually a group of tiny bugs the size of fingernails!

These little bugs were exactly what the witch monk had sacrificed.

Facing these bugs, Mo Fan did not dare to be careless. This reminded him of the witchcraft Bai Shuang mentioned, and he immediately opened his mouth and spit out the Life-Destroying Sword Pill.

"I want to see which one is more powerful, your witchcraft Gu, or my Spider Gu!"

Mo Fan sneered, and with a thought, the Life and Death Sword Pill released endless poisonous mist to cover the area.

Supernatural power, Ten Thousand Poison Spider Gu!

Soon, a spider Gu the same size as those little bugs was born in the poisonous mist, and then rushed towards the group of witch Gu.

As the spider Gu approached, the witch Gu melted quickly like snow.

Wu Xiu's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this, and then he wanted to continue running away.

However, Mo Fan no longer gave him a chance, and with his body like lightning, he flew in front of the witch cultivator and punched out again!

boom!

This time the witch cultivator was blown away again, with half of his body broken.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Wu Xiu gritted his teeth and stared angrily, blood overflowing from the gaps between his teeth.

"Sorry, I got excited and forgot to stop my strength."

Mo Fan scratched his head in embarrassment. He had not used all his strength in the close combat with the witch cultivator, but he had used all his strength with this punch, so much so that he severely injured the opponent with one punch.

"You... poof!"

The witch cultivator was so angry at Mo Fan's words that he spat out a large mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"Are you really a wizard monk?"

Mo Fan looked at the guy in front of him seriously at this time and found that the tattoos on his face were much darker than before. Seeing that the other person didn't answer, he frowned and said: "As far as I know, the Wu Clan specializes in physical fitness and their bodies are extremely powerful. But you seem to be a little worse, even I, a demon general, can easily break through your physical defense."

"You're not a fake witch monk, are you?"

"You...don't insult me!"

The witch cultivator was furious and said in a deep voice: "I am the witch clan!"

"Then why can't you even beat me?"

After Mo Fan said one word, the sorcerer fell silent again. His chest kept rising and falling. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "This is the first time I have encountered a monster like you!"

"Okay, just think you are complimenting me!"

Mo Fan touched his nose and immediately said again: "I ask you to answer. If you can't answer, you will die. Do you understand?"

"After I answer your question, will you let me go?" Wu Xiu looked at Mo Fan angrily.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether you are honest or not." Mo Fan winked at him.

"..."

The witch cultivator was silent again, then looked up at Mo Fan, with a sinister smile suddenly appearing on his face.

"This time our clan will shock all of you, and the glory of the ancient times will eventually return to our clan!"

As Wu Xiu spoke, the tattoo on his cheek shone brightly again, even brighter than before.

At the same time, Mo Fan felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and felt an extremely crazy aura from the shaman cultivator in front of him.

"what are you going to do?!"

Mo Fan stared, raised his hand and punched half of the opponent's head into pieces.

"Hahahaha...ahem...it's useless, no one can stop our clan from coming!"

The witch cultivator was vomiting blood and laughing. The aura on his body became more and more chaotic, and flames began to spurt out of his eyes.

Mo Fan's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this, and his body suddenly stepped back. At the same time, he raised the bronze tower and covered the witch cultivator with a "bang" sound!

hum-

The next moment, a dull loud noise came from the bronze tower, and the earth trembled.

When everything calmed down, Mo Fan frowned, and then looked at the monks around him, only to see that they also fell to the ground one after another at this time, and soon black bugs crawled out from between their eyebrows, and then began to Gnaw.

Such a terrifying scene made Mo Fan's scalp tingle.

"Birth and death!"

Mo Fan snorted coldly, and the endless poisonous mist directly covered the corpses together with the Gu insects.

"Chi chi chi chi..."

The Gu insects screamed again and again, and finally they all turned into a pool of blood like the corpses on the ground, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.

"Your poison can actually kill these witches?"

At this time, Bai Shuang, dressed in white, flew to Mo Fan's side. A pair of jade feet were suspended above the mud dust, and he looked at the Gu insects that were quickly poisoned with a surprised look on his face.

"Isn't this normal?"

"No matter how powerful the insect is, it is still a living thing. Since it is a living thing, it is reasonable to be poisoned to death."

Mo Fan shrugged, not surprised by this, but breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's different. Most of the witches are highly poisonous. It's difficult for them to be poisoned by ordinary poisons." Bai Shuang shook his head.

"That's just right. It means that my poison of life and death is unusual."

As soon as Mo Fan said this, Bai Shuang was speechless.

She originally wanted to ask in detail, but it seemed that asking was in vain, so it was better not to ask.

Mo Fan ignored what the witch was thinking and walked to the bronze tower. With a thought, the bronze tower turned into the size of a palm and hung on his waist again.

Mo Fan looked inside and saw a pool of blood on the spot, but nothing else.

Supernatural power, working for the tiger!

Soon, tiger stripes appeared on Mo Fan's eyebrows, and golden light bloomed in his eyes. He began to observe the surroundings, wanting to see if the witch cultivator was really as soulless as the rumors.

The result really shocked Mo Fan, just as Bai Shuang said.

At least he didn't see the soul of the witch cultivator within a few miles. In other words, the souls of the witch clan really have no soul!

"What a strange race!"

Mo Fan shook his head, and then shot out a series of divine chains from his eyebrows, forcibly detaining the wandering souls stranded on the battlefield.

Then countless demons flew out from the tiger stripes and began to clean up the battlefield.

Although those human monks died, the storage spaces on their bodies still existed, and these naturally became Mo Fan's trophies.

"These witch cultivators are rarely seen on weekdays. How come they suddenly appear in this place of Dragon Ruins?"

"Did you find out anything just now?"

Bai Shuang frowned and then looked at Mo Fan.

"I don't know either. It's just that before he died, he was talking crazily, saying that he would return to the ancient glory and that the Witch Clan would come." Mo Fan said a little depressed.

He originally just wanted to find out information, but the other party's intensity was beyond his expectation, so he blew himself up.

"These guys have been hiding for so long, and they suddenly show up. They must have something to do!"

"It seems that this place of Dragon Ruins has something they desire!"

Bai Shuang analyzed, then looked at Mo Fan, and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that we were discovered too early, otherwise we could follow him to see what he is going to do."

"I always felt that that guy controlled those monks with witchcraft and had no good intentions."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Mo Fan nodded, then smiled and said: "Whatever! The soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, and the land of Dragon Ruins is not just us, there are many old guys and geniuses of various races.

If the Witch Clan really dares to cause trouble, these guys will not agree in the first place! "

"What you said makes sense."

Bai Shuang smiled immediately after hearing this, and then the two demons stopped staying and left the valley.

Not long after Mo Fan and his party left, several gray-robed monks with hoods covering their faces came to the valley. Looking at the messy scene on the ground, the leader raised his hand and grabbed it from the air, and endless blood flew from the ground. It gathered in front of him and formed a huge blood ball.

Soon, Mo Fan's appearance was reflected in the blood ball.

"Mr. Wu, do you need me to deal with this guy?" A gray-robed monk looked at the leader.

"Don't worry, let's take care of my clan's affairs first. When the time comes, I want all these so-called geniuses to be buried here!"

"These guys are all good combat puppets!"

"By the way, did that guy come in?"

"Thank you, Mr. Wu, we have already brought him in."

"Very good, he is an important chess piece!"