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Chapter 505 The fate of betraying the Witch Temple

"Purple Killing Gu...my Purple Killing Gu..."

Mo Zhonghua sat on the ground, completely crazy and confused, but the fierce aura on his body had disappeared.

Ling Feng glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. This person should be handed over to the Witch Temple for disposal!

"The leader is crazy!"

"What a crazy thing? What a crazy leader? What a crazy leader? This guy is just a crazy man!"

"I almost killed me. What a fucking damn!"

What appeared around was a burst of yelling and scolding.

The amazing leader, who was regarded by them as a powerful existence that could overthrow the Witch Temple, was now despised by them, and there was no more slag left!

Judging from their appearance, if they hadn't been afraid of standing there with Ling Feng, they would have even gone up and killed Mo Zhonghua with their own hands!

"There is no movement outside!"

Under the protection of the Black General's Invincible Fortress, Lin Shuainan was the first to notice that the "dingding" sound outside completely disappeared, and couldn't help but scream.

Everyone listened, but before they could tell whether there was any danger outside, the black general around them had already shrunk quickly.

Finally merged into a black ball, which looked like an unhatched insect egg, and fell into the hands of the Lord of the Witch Temple in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, it's really okay! Big brother!"

Lin Shuainan breathed the fresh air outside and saw Ling Feng at a glance, and couldn't help but scream excitedly.

Seeing that Lin Shuainan was about to jump over, Uncle Lin and Xiuxiu stopped him at the same time.

The Lord of the Witch God Temple stepped forward and walked behind Ling Feng.

The witchcraft below couldn't help but hear a burst of panic when the Lord of the Witch God Temple appeared!

"None of them died!"

"The Lord of the Palace... Lord of the Palace is unscathed!"

"Give me your life, Lord Lord, please spare me, we know we are wrong!"

From fear to begging for mercy!

These witchcraftsmen clearly describe the word "Jumping Clown".

The Lord of the Witch God Temple did not say anything, but stood in front of Mo Zhonghua, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ling Feng walked step by step towards the dog sitting on the ground!

Everyone naturally noticed Ling Feng's actions and saw the dog sitting in a white circle.

Someone started to scream and scold.

"It's this bastard, he's going to create a witchcraft alliance!"

"This guy was so close to Mo Zhonghua before, and he was not killed by the Zi Killing Gu! This is impossible!"

"It must be this guy who knew that Mo Zhonghua would go crazy long ago. The medicine powder he brought could resist the purple killing Gu!"

"Kill him, wuwu, my elder brother has eaten all those hateful things!"

"My legs, I'm useless one!"

These people seemed to have woken up, and then vented all their anger and resentment on Ah Gou.

For the first time, Agou was yelled by so many people, and even these people were looking forward to his death. When he looked at Ling Feng in front of him, Agou's eyes suddenly widened.

call out!

Agou suddenly jumped up from the ground, shook his hand and hit Ling Feng with a golden light.

The sound of breaking through the air is extremely harsh!

Ling Feng could see clearly what was in front of him. It was two hidden weapons like golden needles, with blood-colored light faintly flickering on it, which was a hidden weapon for hardening poison!

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this thing is extremely fast, or even to the point where it cannot be avoided.

But for Ling Feng, the speed of this hidden weapon is like a turtle crawling!

After releasing the hidden weapon, Agou turned around and fled without any hesitation!

This reaction was too quick, and everyone around was stunned.

The Lord of the Witch Temple reacted a little, and was shocked by Agou's speed, but shouted loudly: "Thief, don't escape!"

But just as the Lord of the Witch Temple was about to pursue him.

Ling Feng raised his hand and grabbed two golden needles in his hand. This thing was completely fitted together. It seemed ordinary, and ordinary people might be able to withstand one.

But the other one will pierce into the flesh and blood of people, and the highly poisonous thing on it has the terrifying power of corrupting the natal Gu.

Ling Feng just took a look and saw the reality of this thing.

At the same time, he reached out to stop the movements of the Lord of the Witch Temple.

"Mr. Ling..."

Just as the Lord of the Witch God Palace was surprised, the golden needle in Ling Feng's hand had ejected out.

call out!

This time the harsh sound of breaking through the air is much sharper than before.

Everyone felt that their eardrums were about to be pierced, and subconsciously wanted to cover their ears.

But before they can cover their ears!

The dog in the air had already screamed: "Ah!"

Click!

Everyone watched Agou's body fall to the ground and struggled in great pain.

His hands kept scratching his neck, as if something was about to emerge from it.

Everyone was filled with coldness when they saw this scene!

Nowadays, Ah Gou can only be described in four words.

In pain!

"This...is this the thrombus golden needle of the Zu family that is rumored?"

"Golden needle of the tarsus? This guy turns out to be from the ancestral family!"

"Oh no, we were all bewitched by this guy. Even Mo Zhonghua is just a piece in his hand!"

"Sir, Lord, please spare me! We know we were wrong!"

Within a few words, everyone had completely confirmed Agou's identity.

The fear of death has already knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The Lord of the Witch Temple stared at these guys indifferently.

They may have been deceived by Agou because of their stupidity, but it is certain that there must be people who make trouble like Agou among them!

Moreover, even if they are bewitched, these people are disobedient towards the commander of the Witch Temple!

These are absolutely not allowed to exist in themselves!

But with so many people, can we still kill all of these people?

What can be done now is probably just killing the chicken to scare the monkey!

"The Mo family traitor! Die!"

Word by word, loud and powerful!

Then, under everyone's horrified eyes, Mo Zhonghua's whole body was covered with a large number of black insects.

Ah! Ahhh!

Flashes of inhuman screamed constantly.

Mo Zhonghua's body was constantly struggling on the ground, and it lasted for about a minute before he gradually lost his life.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and their souls were extremely tense!

This is the end of betraying the Witch Temple!

"Your stupidity is unforgivable!"

A sound full of murderous intent resounded throughout the audience.

Ling Feng opened his mouth!

Everyone was trembling in horror, knelt down and shouted to spare their lives!

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Ling Feng's terror was even higher than the Lord of the Witch God Temple!

Just now, this man miraculously killed all the purple killing Gu. If he could save them, he would definitely be able to easily kill them all!
Chapter completed!
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