The voice of the Witch King carries a strong power of bewitchment.

The disciples were slightly startled, and then their eyes became bloodthirsty.

They looked at Xu Dong like wild beasts, as if they wanted to cut him into pieces.

Xu Dong frowned slightly.

He has killed so many people. These disciples of the Blood Witch Sect should have been afraid long ago. Why do they still dare to do this?

After a moment, he suddenly understood...

This Witch King is really not simple. He secretly used a kind of spiritual magic to influence his disciples' will to fight.

Drive them like zombies.

Among the Blood Witch Sect, only three worshipers were unaffected.

But they also looked at the Witch King in disbelief, their throats were blocked, and they wanted to ask why.

"Everyone, your Witch King seems to be deliberately letting you die!"

"What's his purpose?"

Xu Dong glanced at the ground inadvertently.

The blood of those dead Blood Witch Sect disciples flowing on the floor has disappeared silently.

It was as if it had never appeared.

Xu Dong's eyes flashed with something strange, and he looked deeply at the Witch King.

It seemed that he had guessed the plan of this strong man.

"What nonsense!"

"The Witch King is our belief and a totem-like existence. How could he let us die?!"

One of the worshipers shouted with a livid face, and then he violently activated his magic power and rushed forward.

His eyes were bloodthirsty and ferocious, as if he wanted to die with Xu Dong.

But before it could escape more than ten meters, the body of the worshiper suddenly bent, and like a bat, it shot away in the direction outside the altar.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away!

Presumably he also saw the devil's plan and no longer wanted to be the scapegoat!

When Xu Dong saw it, he immediately became happy.

This guy is really talented.

Even if he ran away, he still didn't forget to show his loyalty and stabilize the Witch King.

But the Witch King had finally played such a big game, and finally succeeded, so how could he let him go so easily?

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the other worshiper and said, "According to the rules of the Blood Witch Sect, what should happen to those who escape from battle?"

The worshiper looked extremely ugly and looked at the Witch King in fear. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Take out the soul and burn it for thousands of years."

"Go and take him down."

The Witch King said calmly, "He dies, you live, he lives, you die, it's your choice!"

When the priest heard this, he gritted his teeth, and finally rushed out with the thought of killing his Taoist friend and not dying as a poor Taoist.

He spat out a mouthful of blood essence and directly activated the evil spirit escape technique, immediately blocking the surroundings of the offering.

"He wants to sacrifice us! Can't you see it? He actually stopped me?!"

When the fleeing worshipper saw this, he suddenly showed a cruel look on his face and roared loudly.

"I can see that, but I'm sorry, I have no choice. If you don't die, I will die."

After saying the words of pursuit, he took action with all his strength, carrying a terrifying evil spirit, and attacked violently.

The two men immediately started fighting to the death.

"Boom!"

Evil energy filled the sky, and blood fell like rain.

In just ten breaths of time, accompanied by a shrill scream, the worshiper who originally wanted to escape fell from the sky.

His eyes were wide open and he was breathless.

He never thought until his death that he would die in the hands of his former classmates.

At this moment, all the worshipers of the Blood Witch Sect have been destroyed.

There was only one left, and he was also seriously injured.

He came staggeringly

He stood in front of the Witch King, clasped his fists slightly, and said respectfully, "Witch King, you have fulfilled your mission, I have killed him!"

"good."

The Witch King nodded with satisfaction, a smile that looked uglier than crying appeared on his stiff face.

"You did a good job, but it's a pity that you're still a little behind."

"What's still missing?"

The worshipper was startled for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and his expression changed drastically.

"It's time for you to be loyal to the Blood Witch Sect."

The Witch King said calmly, then clapped his hands and headed towards the enshrined head.

"Witch King! You went back on your word!"

The worshiper looked horrified and wanted to run away.

But even in his heyday, he was no match for the Witch King, let alone now.

Immediately, there was a bang, and his head exploded like a watermelon, with countless blood dripping down.

"ah!"

"what's the situation?"

"Why are the people of the Blood Witch Sect killing each other?"

"The Witch King killed the last worshipper..."

The many monks who were watching looked horrified when they saw this scene, with fear and confusion in their eyes.

He seemed to not understand why the Witch King did this.

As for the other disciples of the Blood Witch Sect, because their levels were too low, they didn't know what was going on.

But seeing this situation, they were not fools and immediately fled in all directions.

I regret that my parents didn’t give me more legs.

But the Witch King looked at them coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"It's a pity, it's still a little bit worse, still a little bit worse!"

"So, it's time for you to be loyal to the Blood Witch Sect."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his palm, faced the front, and gave it a sharp squeeze!

In an instant, countless strong evil spirits

Qi surged in overwhelmingly, surrounding all the disciples of the Blood Witch Sect in the center, like a cage.

And as the Witch King clenched his fist, the cage tightened suddenly.

Those people seemed to be pressed down by a jack, their bodies gradually deformed, and their bones made an unbearable crunch.

In the end, the whole person was torn apart and turned into corpses and rain of blood, falling in the sky.

The top of the huge altar was dyed red, as if it had suffered a doomsday disaster.

The strong evil spirit and bloody aura will never dissipate no matter how the strong wind blows.

Then, the Witch King's calm eyes fell on Xu Dong.

Xu Dong also looked at the Witch King and said calmly, "I know what you are doing."

"But if you can attack anyone, you can be considered a beast worse than a pig or a dog."

Hearing this, the Witch King suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"A fellow disciple? What kind of fellow disciple is that? They're just ants."

"I just crushed dozens of ants to death, what's the point?"

After a pause, he looked at Xu Dong with strange eyes, and continued, "Boy, you are really extraordinary, it is an eye-opener for me."

"Your body definitely contains a lot of secrets. I really want to dig them out one by one and pry into them."

Xu Dong was so young and had the strength to conquer a state. If he said there was no secret, he would not believe it.

Moreover, leaving aside other secrets, Xu Dong's thunder body was also a great temptation for the Witch King.

After all, corpse puppets are made from the corpses of monks, and the stronger the corpse, the more powerful the corpse puppet will be.

If Xu Dong could be made into a puppet, the Witch King believed that it would definitely give him a big surprise.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and come on!"
Chapter completed!