This fire snake is the spirit of the witch ghost of Venerable Wu Hua.

But he did not hesitate at all and directly exploded himself.

A witch and ghost spirit in the Dharma Refining Realm needs to consume countless energy to grow up.

This time, Venerable Wu Hua was too straightforward.

The witch and ghost spirit in the Dharma Refining Realm self-destructed, and the huge power generated directly hit Zhou Wen.

"grass!"

Zhou Wen cursed in his heart and quickly activated the Five Elements Escape Technique.

His body entered the stone and quickly emerged from another place.

This powerful force, accompanied by the strong wind of flames, rushed out of the cave.

As for whether it will attract other people's attention, Zhou Wen no longer cared about it at this time.

Venerable Wu Hua desperately moved towards the night pearl next to him.

Must be blocked!

Zhou Wen's body flashed and appeared beside Venerable Wu Hua.

"Shocking Dragon Thorn!"

A huge spiritual power surged out from the middle of his eyebrows and hit the body of Venerable Wu Hua.

"ah!"

Venerable Wu Hua screamed in his mouth, and his face turned white in an instant.

He is not one of the best venerables among the Witch Ghost Sect.

Even the strongest Venerable Qingyou, the Witch War Sect, could not withstand Zhou Wen's mental attack, let alone him.

"Zhou... Zhou Wen, you... will definitely die in the hands of Lord Wu Shen!" Venerable Wu Hua said tremblingly.

Zhou Wen's spiritual pressure suppressed his spiritual power tightly and could not resist at all.

After experiencing Qingyun tempering, Zhou Wen's spirit has surpassed the original.

This realm is so mysterious, and he doesn't understand it very well.

It is enough to deal with a mere Venerable Wu Hua.

"Where is Muxia?" Zhou Wen said coldly.

Venerable Wu Hua's face turned aside, as if he was about to commit suicide.

"Phantom Dragon Pile!"

Another magnificent spiritual attack.

The body of Venerable Wu Hua suddenly stopped.

After a moment, blood emerged from his orifices and he collapsed on the ground.

"Muxia was actually imprisoned in the volcano." Zhou Wen looked solemn.

He rushed outside and took down the mirage beads.

In the superman's sense, countless auras floated outside the cave.

"You can't go out directly, otherwise you will definitely be discovered." Zhou Wen said in his heart.

"Hidden dragon power!"

Zhou Wen used this spiritual secret technique in the Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret scripture.

In an instant, he felt that the breath in his body disappeared, only his eyes could see it, and no other sense could be sensed.

Hiding the Dragon's Power is one of the most difficult spiritual secret techniques recorded in the Feng Shui Secret Sutra.

Completely hide the aura in your body. Even if you stand in front of the other person, as long as the other person's eyes cannot see, he will not be able to feel your existence.

In other words, after being tempered by Qingyun and becoming stronger in spiritual power, Zhou Wen could use this move.

Unless his mental power is stronger than him, he will not be able to sense it.

Zhou Wen activated the Five Elements Escape Technique and walked through the ground.

In my mind, there is the entire map of Wushen Mountain.

These were all retrieved from the head of Venerable Wu Hua using the secret method of spirituality.

But this also has its drawbacks, that is, the other party will definitely die after getting it done.

Fortunately, I learned from the memory of Venerable Wu Hua that Muxia is fine now.

Not only is it okay, but there are people taking care of three meals a day, but their living conditions are definitely not that good, and they are restricted from freedom.

"Muxia, wait, I'll save you."

With his perception, Zhou Wen quickly walked through the ground and avoided the crowd outside.

At this moment, outside the cave of Venerable Wu Hua, there were many disciples of the Witch God Sect standing.

The disciples stood at the door and pointed at the cave, but they didn't dare to go in.

Without the instructor of the Venerable, these disciples dared not enter the cave.

"Sansheng Venerable!"

A disciple suddenly said.

The Three-Sheng Venerable walked slowly and said in confusion: "What are you all gathering here for?"

"Sir, a huge wave came from Venerable Wu Hua's cave just now, and flames emerged from it. We didn't know what happened, so we gathered here." The disciple reported.

"Flame? Wave?" The face of Venerable Sansheng changed.

He knew that the spirit of the witch ghost of Venerable Wu Hua was a fire snake.

"Stay all here, don't move!" Venerable Sansheng said sternly and rushed in.

At this moment, in the crowd, a disciple's legs were trembling, almost kneeling on the ground, and it was Fang Jiu who brought Zhou Wen in.

"Don't have anything wrong." Fang Jiu prayed in his heart.

Not long after, Venerable Sansheng hurried out from the cave.

"No, Venerable Wu Hua is dead! Who has entered our Wu Shen Mountain today?" Venerable Sansheng roared.

The powerful pressure belonging to the sorcerer fell on everyone present.

thump!

thump!

Many of the disciples present fell to the ground.

Among them, Fang Jiu.

At this moment, his face turned pale and he had goose bumps all over his body.

Venerable Wu Hua is dead!

These words echoed in his mind.

He remembered that he had just taken that man into the cave of Venerable Wu Hua. Not long after that, Venerable Wu Hua died.

It is absolutely impossible to say that it has nothing to do with that person!

But Fang Jiu instinctively didn't want to say it, because he might die if he said it.

"Sansheng Venerable, I just saw Fang Jiu bringing someone here!"

At this time, a disciple suddenly called out.

With this disciple speaking, everyone else shouted.

"I also saw that Fang Jiu said a lot to a stranger and walked with him!"

"That's right! This has nothing to do with us, Fang Jiu must know!"

Don’t worry about whether each disciple meets you or not. Anyway, it’s said that Fang Jiu has seen it.

Everyone pointed their hands at Fang Jiu.

Everyone scattered and threw Fang Jiu and others in the middle.

The Three-Sheng Venerable looked cold and came to Fang Jiu.

"Which line of disciple are you?" Venerable Sansheng said sternly.

Fang Jiu cried out and begged: "Sir, I am a disciple of the Wuling Sect. This really has nothing to do with me!"

"That person is a magician!"

Fang Jiu cried bitterly, shook out all the things he had met Zhou Wen, led the way for Zhou Wen, and said, and did not dare to hide it at all.

"Sir, I really can't blame me. He has the spirit of the Witch Ghost, which is the magic of the Witch Ghost Sect. I don't know anything. The disciples guarding the gate can testify!" Fang Jiu cried.
To be continued...