Giving a warning to Ji Feichen ordered the four beauties to set up tables, chairs, and tea, and he himself stood alone on the spot to stop everyone. At his feet, a black river was like the Chu-Han River boundary, separating the mountain where Yinming Sect was located from the outside world.

Not far away, several men in black robes from the Black Holy Sect stood.

The Black Holy Sect sacrifices to the Black Heaven Demon Lord, which is a heritage left over from the ancient Black Heaven Demon Sect and is known for its mysterious witchcraft.

They were talking a lot and speculating on Ji Feichen's methods.

"As long as you get close to this River Styx, you will be sensed by him and then swallowed by weak water?"

"The realm of divine appearance. He has passed the initial stage of concentration shortly after he refined the fruit of Taoism. Is this the blessing of the Yuanzu, or has he been like this long ago? If so, wouldn't he be close to the level of the descendant of the Holy Land?"

"From the situation of Lingwei Immortal Palace at that time, his level was much worse than the successor of the Holy Land. Facing his brother, even if he used many tricks and secretly attacked him, he did not kill him."

The grudges between the two brothers of Ji Feichen are now the topic of conversation between Xuanyuan and his friends. Even the Black Holy Sect, which is not informed, knows them clearly.

"So, is it the Yuanzu blessed?" said a man in black: "That's how it looks the same as His Highness the Holy Son. Tell your Highness and see if he wants to come over and see."

One person secretly contacted the Ming Demon Son of the Black Holy Sect, while the other person took out a rough black jade carving.

This jade carving is like a bridge, the size of a palm. It is thrown into the Styx in a blink of an eye and turns into a jade bridge and builds it on the Styx.

"Huh?" Seeing Yuqiao, Ji Feichen moved his body. Diao Chan was slowly fanning him, and Xi Shi on the other side had already prepared fragrant tea.

Several men in black robe walked over, Ji Feichen waved his hand and asked Xi Shi to serve them tea: "It seems that this bridge is imitated with the Netherworld Naihe Bridge?"

The Netherworld Naihe Bridge is originally built on the Styx River in the Netherworld, and of course it can cross Ji Feichen's Ruoshui River.

Ji Feichen recorded this: magic weapons like Naihe Bridge can restrain my Styx Avenue.

"No," one of the men in black robe spoke slowly: "This is Naihe Bridge. Lord, we want this mountain."

The demon sects are so straightforward.

Since it’s a mess, don’t say anything fake, just start fighting!

Several men in black took out their crutches and spears, which were accompanied by the curse unique to the Black Holy Sect.

Ji Feichen didn't say anything. He silently tapped the handrail and suddenly pointed at the man holding the Naihe Bridge and said, "Leave the bridge in your hand, and then kowtow to me respectfully. I only have two feet and turn around and climb out for me." As he said that, the Styx automatically split a passage, revealing the sand and stones on the ground.

Black Holy Sect is crazy, Ji Feichen is even more crazy than them. After saying that, he crossed his legs and picked up the jade cup on the tea table. He said, "As for the others, I will give you a cup of tea. During this period, I will not kill you. But if you still refuse to leave after a cup of tea, then cut off two legs like him."

It seems that the first time that several people know Ji Feichen, but seeing him saying this, they are a little overwhelmed. The Black Holy Sect is used to being arrogant in southern Xinjiang, and now many of them are the ones who treat Ji Feichen alone, so he is still so arrogant?

"Boy, what did you say?"

"Little beast, I wish you had been so crazy after practicing for a few years! I will teach you a lesson on your adults."

Several people were furious, but the leader stopped them. The man held the Naihe Bridge in his hand and said calmly: "You are blessed by the Yuanzu like His Highness. In fact, you are also the son of the Holy Spirit of our Yuandao. If you are willing to join our Black Holy Sect, we can worship you as the Holy Son and not blame you for your rudeness. But if you say such words in the Yinming Sect, we can only kill you first and turn back and apologize to Lord Yuanzu."

Yuanzu? He can't protect himself, can he still control you?

But when Ji Feichen heard the Holy Son of the Black Holy Sect, he couldn't help but pay attention. The Demon Son of Ming is not an easy-to-deal master.

"Sorry, I don't have a good impression of you Black Holy Sect. As for that guy Ming Demonic, hehe... why not turn around and I cut down your heads and serve as a ball for him-"

Before Ji Feichen could speak, the opponent suddenly burst into tears: "Take it!" Everyone took action together, and the lights and evil and strange witch curse fell on their heads.

Those witch curses were mysterious and turned into bats, birds and other forms, surrounding Ji Feichen's side was tightly airtight. The four beauties next to them saw this scene, and they all lost their appearance and escaped from Ji Feichen.

"These guys are very spiritual. I wonder how Zheng Qiong cultivated them?" Faced with these murderous attacks, Ji Feichen had other thoughts. A barrier rose from the Styx River under his feet, and a thin layer of weak water was like a tough city wall, fighting against all the curse attacks one by one.

Water conservancy to all things without fighting, Ji Feichen's control of weak water is like an arm and finger. Under his will, two black dragons flew out of the river.

One black dragon holds a long mace, while the other black dragon's claws hold a magic snail.

This is Ji Feichen's Styx Avenue. On that day, Ji Feichen evolved into Jiulong and broke through the limit of one yuan. If Ji Feichen let go with all his strength, he could condense into nine black dragons and attack together. Now there are only two black dragons, and obviously he still retains a lot of strength and can handle it with ease.

The two dragons activated the long mace and magic snails, and they were hard to distinguish from the demons. Ji Feichen himself slowly sipped the tea and observed the way of the Black Holy Sect.

"The Black Holy Sect is the most complete lineage among the major sects that preserve the ancient witchcraft."

Witches are a self-protection method used by the ancient human race in the face of the wilderness. The ancient human race developed witchcraft to fight against the heaven and earth, and fought a bloody path in the wilderness. But later, witchcraft dominated by sacrifices was replaced by the Taoist priests who practiced their own Qi Refining.

But in the Black Holy Sect, the customs of the ancient times are almost perfectly preserved. These demons are flying around them. They are all products from the mortal blood sacrifice. This is the ghost spirit produced by the blood sacrifice of the wilderness era, and is a self-protection method used to protect the tribe from being invaded by foreign enemies.

Ji Feichen pointed lightly, and misty yellow sand was sprayed out from the Huangquan magic snail to kill the ghost spirits. He thought to himself with a bad taste: "The custom of blood sacrifice and cannibalism in the ancient times is completely preserved by them. So, should there be customs like skin cutting and baptism?"

Weak water and yellow sand perfectly offset all attacks.

Until the cup of tea was finished, Ji Feichen placed the jade cup on the table: "Xi Shi, come again." A beautiful woman came to see the tea obediently.

"This kind of use of people is good. Why don't I find a way to find a few maids to serve?" The thought flashed through and was then abandoned by Ji Feichen. He did not dare to recruit people in the Demon Sect, because he was worried that one day after leaving the Demon Sect, these people would not be able to settle down.

"Forget it, think about it again." Ji Feichen put aside his thoughts and looked at the man in the lead.

"I have given you a chance. Finally, I asked again, do you want to cut your legs and then give them to the Naihe Bridge and I will spare your life."

"Do you think it's possible?" the man sneered: "Cut my legs, how can I survive the killing disaster in the future?"

"Then let's die." Ji Feichen said lightly, and then he bounced his fingers. The tea stem floating inside suddenly sank into the bottom of the cup.

Suddenly a golden light flashed, and the man's head exploded in public, splashing onto his companions beside him, making everyone stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!