Chapter 445
Yu Diewu's words fell. The whole hall of the cult fell into silence, and no one spoke.
The other party is about to destroy the witchcraft, which doesn't pay attention to the witchcraft at all. It can be said to be arrogant to the extreme.
It's just that the word "Tianxuan Holy Land" is too famous. 100000 Miao areas, one of the six holy places above, is inherited from the main vein of the witch sect, which is far from comparable to such a branch of witchcraft. It's impolite to say that with the strength of Tianxuan holy land, any elder can hang and beat the leader of witchcraft.
If the Wushen cult goes to war with Tianxuan holy land, the whole sect will be destroyed in half a day.
So SuYue, who was still unconvinced just now, completely stopped fighting. She had to bow her head and could only swallow it.
"It turned out that the saint of Tianxuan holy land came."
The leader of Wushen cult came down from his seat to meet him.
Who knows, Yu Diewu just snorted softly with his nose to the sky and said coldly, "take my sister and refine the witch soldiers. Although you finally put my sister back, you can avoid death and live."
"Yu Diewu is not the one who killed all of us. I heard that your witchcraft cult is very famous for refining witch soldiers, so I contributed the skills of your sect and gave me 300 more witch soldiers."
As soon as Yu Diewu said this, the face of the cult leader suddenly became bitter.
It's not impossible for him to contribute the method of refining witch soldiers. 300 witch soldiers will kill him.
You know, he has accumulated 49 witch soldiers for half his life. I'm afraid 300 will take away most of the witch soldiers of the Wushen cult, and people like Yu Diewu must want the witch soldiers of the witch general level.
In this way, at least 70% of the strength of Wushen religion will be lost, which is really drastic.
He couldn't help looking at Lausanne, the leader of tianwu sect next to Yu Diewu.
Sure enough, Lausanne sneered. Obviously, he came up with the idea.
If there are no witch soldiers in the Wushen cult, it is not the opponent of tianwu cult at all. In the future, it will be worried every day, and even exterminate the door.
Cruel, it's too cruel.
But can you refuse?
If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid Yu Diewu can't pass today.
"Why? Is it difficult for you? If you refuse, our Witch sect can speak according to its strength. As long as the strength of your witch God cult can surpass me, I'll turn around and leave immediately. Anyone can."
I butterfly dance words fall.
The cult leader's face is even worse.
Although he had never seen Yu Diewu before, he had also heard of the majesty of the holy woman of Tianxuan holy land. He was already the peak of the innate realm when he was young, and he had the ability to fight across the border. Even in the early stage of the realm of King Kong, he was able to win.
It is said that she still has many powerful magic tools. Under the blessing, she is not her opponent at all unless she is in the middle of the Vajra realm.
If the forty-nine witch soldiers were still there, the cult leader could still fight with her. Although there was little hope of winning, there was still hope.
But now those witch soldiers are destroyed by Li Changsheng. If he starts with Yu Diewu, I'm afraid he can't even stop others.
He is still the leader of the cult. Other people of the cult of witches and gods have a gap between mole ants and elephants.
In the hall, the people of Wushen cult fell into silence and felt deeply powerless. The gap of strength could not be made up.
Yu Diewu snorted coldly and shook his head: "I don't understand the significance of the existence of your side sects. There is no master who can take action. It's like losing the face of our Witch sect."
"The cult leader of Wushen sect, quickly hand over 300 witch soldiers. Otherwise, as soon as our army of Tianxuan holy land arrives, your sect will be completely removed from the world."
Yu Diewu's tone was filled with high and dismissive.
The cult leader of Wushen cult lowered his head and didn't speak. His face had turned purple.
"Saint, tell me that the cult of witches and gods is not clean up. You have given them a chance, but none of them dare to fight, and they are unwilling to offer up the witch soldiers. Just flatten him."
Lausanne, the leader of tianwu cult, added fuel and vinegar nearby. The people of Wushen cult wanted to swallow him alive.
However, no matter how much you hate in your heart, you have to admit that there are no figures who can take action at all.
"If you don't fight or hand over the witch soldiers, is it good to be a saint?"
Yu Diewu frowned, lost patience and was about to get angry.
Just then, a sound came up.
"The cult of witches and gods has released people and promised not to catch ordinary people and refine witch soldiers in the future. Why are you aggressive?"
As the sound came out.
When they looked back, they saw a figure standing at the door. It was Li Changsheng who had been practicing in the pulse of the witch for half a month.
"It's Mr. Li! He's not dead!"
The cult leader suddenly raised his head and showed a surprised light in his eyes.
With the appearance of Li Changsheng, all the people of the cult seemed to see hope.
"My God! I'm not dazzled, am I? He can come out alive when he enters the land of witchcraft and evil spirits?"
SuYue also opened her mouth.
In fact, all members of Wushen cult don't think Li Changsheng can come out alive. The land of witches and evil spirits is notorious. It's too few to live, but Li Changsheng has created a miracle.
"Are you?"
Yu Diewu frowned.
"I'm Li Changsheng."
Li Changsheng opened his mouth lightly, then strode in and stood in front of Yu Diewu.
"You didn't say that as long as the people of Wushen cult defeat you, they can spare them. Then let me have a few moves with you."
Li Changsheng said faintly.
Although he is not a member of Wushen cult, Wushen cult needs to cultivate with the help of the pulse of Wusha. Now there is no drop of the pulse of Wusha absorbed by him, which has helped him break through the realm. Naturally, he has to make compensation.
It's one of the compensations to help the sorceress sect get through a disaster.
Yu Diewu gently frowned and glanced up and down at Li Changsheng.
In his eyes, Li Changsheng didn't have the powerful momentum of a monk. He looked more like an ordinary man.
It was just that the other party dared to stand up, which made her a little more curious.
"There are really people in Wushen cult who are not afraid of death, but can you?"
Yu Diewu smiled coldly and suddenly raised her jade hand to attack Li Changsheng without warning.
"Sister, don't do it!"
At this time, the beautiful girl exclaimed.
So Yu Diewu's palm stopped three centimeters from Li Changsheng's throat.
"Butterfly dream, why stop me?"
Yu Diewu turned her head and looked at her sister suspiciously.
"Sister, he was the one who saved me once in the cell, so please don't hurt him."
Hearing her sister's words, Yu Diewu took her hand back, looked at Li Changsheng and said, "boy, you've picked up a life. If my sister speaks a second late, you'll be a corpse."
The other party is about to destroy the witchcraft, which doesn't pay attention to the witchcraft at all. It can be said to be arrogant to the extreme.
It's just that the word "Tianxuan Holy Land" is too famous. 100000 Miao areas, one of the six holy places above, is inherited from the main vein of the witch sect, which is far from comparable to such a branch of witchcraft. It's impolite to say that with the strength of Tianxuan holy land, any elder can hang and beat the leader of witchcraft.
If the Wushen cult goes to war with Tianxuan holy land, the whole sect will be destroyed in half a day.
So SuYue, who was still unconvinced just now, completely stopped fighting. She had to bow her head and could only swallow it.
"It turned out that the saint of Tianxuan holy land came."
The leader of Wushen cult came down from his seat to meet him.
Who knows, Yu Diewu just snorted softly with his nose to the sky and said coldly, "take my sister and refine the witch soldiers. Although you finally put my sister back, you can avoid death and live."
"Yu Diewu is not the one who killed all of us. I heard that your witchcraft cult is very famous for refining witch soldiers, so I contributed the skills of your sect and gave me 300 more witch soldiers."
As soon as Yu Diewu said this, the face of the cult leader suddenly became bitter.
It's not impossible for him to contribute the method of refining witch soldiers. 300 witch soldiers will kill him.
You know, he has accumulated 49 witch soldiers for half his life. I'm afraid 300 will take away most of the witch soldiers of the Wushen cult, and people like Yu Diewu must want the witch soldiers of the witch general level.
In this way, at least 70% of the strength of Wushen religion will be lost, which is really drastic.
He couldn't help looking at Lausanne, the leader of tianwu sect next to Yu Diewu.
Sure enough, Lausanne sneered. Obviously, he came up with the idea.
If there are no witch soldiers in the Wushen cult, it is not the opponent of tianwu cult at all. In the future, it will be worried every day, and even exterminate the door.
Cruel, it's too cruel.
But can you refuse?
If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid Yu Diewu can't pass today.
"Why? Is it difficult for you? If you refuse, our Witch sect can speak according to its strength. As long as the strength of your witch God cult can surpass me, I'll turn around and leave immediately. Anyone can."
I butterfly dance words fall.
The cult leader's face is even worse.
Although he had never seen Yu Diewu before, he had also heard of the majesty of the holy woman of Tianxuan holy land. He was already the peak of the innate realm when he was young, and he had the ability to fight across the border. Even in the early stage of the realm of King Kong, he was able to win.
It is said that she still has many powerful magic tools. Under the blessing, she is not her opponent at all unless she is in the middle of the Vajra realm.
If the forty-nine witch soldiers were still there, the cult leader could still fight with her. Although there was little hope of winning, there was still hope.
But now those witch soldiers are destroyed by Li Changsheng. If he starts with Yu Diewu, I'm afraid he can't even stop others.
He is still the leader of the cult. Other people of the cult of witches and gods have a gap between mole ants and elephants.
In the hall, the people of Wushen cult fell into silence and felt deeply powerless. The gap of strength could not be made up.
Yu Diewu snorted coldly and shook his head: "I don't understand the significance of the existence of your side sects. There is no master who can take action. It's like losing the face of our Witch sect."
"The cult leader of Wushen sect, quickly hand over 300 witch soldiers. Otherwise, as soon as our army of Tianxuan holy land arrives, your sect will be completely removed from the world."
Yu Diewu's tone was filled with high and dismissive.
The cult leader of Wushen cult lowered his head and didn't speak. His face had turned purple.
"Saint, tell me that the cult of witches and gods is not clean up. You have given them a chance, but none of them dare to fight, and they are unwilling to offer up the witch soldiers. Just flatten him."
Lausanne, the leader of tianwu cult, added fuel and vinegar nearby. The people of Wushen cult wanted to swallow him alive.
However, no matter how much you hate in your heart, you have to admit that there are no figures who can take action at all.
"If you don't fight or hand over the witch soldiers, is it good to be a saint?"
Yu Diewu frowned, lost patience and was about to get angry.
Just then, a sound came up.
"The cult of witches and gods has released people and promised not to catch ordinary people and refine witch soldiers in the future. Why are you aggressive?"
As the sound came out.
When they looked back, they saw a figure standing at the door. It was Li Changsheng who had been practicing in the pulse of the witch for half a month.
"It's Mr. Li! He's not dead!"
The cult leader suddenly raised his head and showed a surprised light in his eyes.
With the appearance of Li Changsheng, all the people of the cult seemed to see hope.
"My God! I'm not dazzled, am I? He can come out alive when he enters the land of witchcraft and evil spirits?"
SuYue also opened her mouth.
In fact, all members of Wushen cult don't think Li Changsheng can come out alive. The land of witches and evil spirits is notorious. It's too few to live, but Li Changsheng has created a miracle.
"Are you?"
Yu Diewu frowned.
"I'm Li Changsheng."
Li Changsheng opened his mouth lightly, then strode in and stood in front of Yu Diewu.
"You didn't say that as long as the people of Wushen cult defeat you, they can spare them. Then let me have a few moves with you."
Li Changsheng said faintly.
Although he is not a member of Wushen cult, Wushen cult needs to cultivate with the help of the pulse of Wusha. Now there is no drop of the pulse of Wusha absorbed by him, which has helped him break through the realm. Naturally, he has to make compensation.
It's one of the compensations to help the sorceress sect get through a disaster.
Yu Diewu gently frowned and glanced up and down at Li Changsheng.
In his eyes, Li Changsheng didn't have the powerful momentum of a monk. He looked more like an ordinary man.
It was just that the other party dared to stand up, which made her a little more curious.
"There are really people in Wushen cult who are not afraid of death, but can you?"
Yu Diewu smiled coldly and suddenly raised her jade hand to attack Li Changsheng without warning.
"Sister, don't do it!"
At this time, the beautiful girl exclaimed.
So Yu Diewu's palm stopped three centimeters from Li Changsheng's throat.
"Butterfly dream, why stop me?"
Yu Diewu turned her head and looked at her sister suspiciously.
"Sister, he was the one who saved me once in the cell, so please don't hurt him."
Hearing her sister's words, Yu Diewu took her hand back, looked at Li Changsheng and said, "boy, you've picked up a life. If my sister speaks a second late, you'll be a corpse."
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