The eighth elder died miserably, his body was covered in blood and flesh, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his face was full of horror. He obviously saw something terrifying before he died.
There were no traces of the murderer left at the scene.
But Bai Xiong suddenly thought that it must be the result of those black shadows he encountered before.
Fortunately, Ji Mo just took action and defeated the black shadow, otherwise he and Du Juan would both be dead.
"It seems that those elders were also involved."
Bai Xiong knew in his heart that besides himself, there were several elders of Shura Palace who were also following Du Juan secretly, trying to take advantage of Ji Mo.
Apparently these people were also hiding in Yunkuo Canyon, and they were all teleported in.
Dujuan had a sullen face. None of these old guys were economical, but they dared to follow her secretly.
No matter if she dies now, the position of elder will be vacant, which is a good thing for her.
"It seems like it's not a good place to stay for a long time."
When Ji Mo saw the dead people, his desire for the witchcraft books dissipated a lot.
I feel that personal safety is the priority and I must escape from this hellish place as soon as possible.
They continued to move forward and came to a towering mountain.
I saw a towering stone statue carved on the mountain wall in front of me.
It was a tall man, wearing a crown on his head and standing with his hands behind his back.
Although it is just a statue, it reveals a supreme domineering attitude that stands proudly in the world and looks down upon the world.
People can't help but feel awe, and can't help but fall to the ground and worship.
Bai Xiong felt that the statue on the stone wall looked very familiar. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Ji, isn't this sculpture exactly you!"
Du Juan was stunned. She looked at the statue, then at Ji Mo, with a face full of disbelief, "Mr. Ji, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. It turns out that your true identity is the Emperor of the Wu Clan!"
The statue in front of him is almost exactly the same as Ji Mo.
Ji Mo's true identity can be imagined.
No wonder Ji Mo is so powerful with his physical body alone without using his spiritual power. He turns out to be the Witch King.
The two of them were inexplicably horrified, and the eyes they looked at Ji Mo were completely different.
Du Juan was terrified in her heart. She actually wanted to scheme against such an existence. She was simply desperate.
"King of the Witch Clan? Don't be kidding me. What are you looking at? Can't you see clearly that I don't look like a statue?"
Ji Mo spread his hands and was speechless.
There must be something wrong with these two people's eyes. They can't tell the difference between men and women, and they actually say that they look like this statue.
Although the statue in front of you is shrouded in a strange fog, at first glance it seems to be a man, but if you look closely, you will find that the sculpture is actually a woman.
Ji Mo stared at the statue, his pupils shining, not because the statue was extremely beautiful, but because he discovered that there were several murals carved on the cliff, which seemed to be a set of boxing techniques.
He made some gestures, then held his breath and punched the sky.
Dozens of miles away.
Several elders of Shura Hall were shaking like chaff, staring at the terrifying shadow in the sky with horrified faces, like lambs being slaughtered, desperately waiting for the arrival of death.
The phantom "Jie Jie" laughed and was about to end the lives of these people.
But within a second, its huge body was penetrated by an extremely terrifying force, and it was instantly torn into pieces, almost being punched into nothingness.
"Breaking the sky with one punch! How is this possible? Aren't all the Wu clan dead except for the sleeping one? How come there is still someone who can perform this supreme secret of the Wu clan's boxing technique?"
The phantom was severely injured and let out a shrill scream. It was so frightened that it turned into a ball of black light and disappeared into the distance.
"What a terrifying secret of boxing!"
"Who rescued us?"
"This fist seems to contain Ji Mo's aura. It must be Ji Mo who saved us."
These Shura Hall elders immediately burst into tears of gratitude.
If it weren't for Ji Mo, they would have died tragically.
White Bear and Du Juan were in a state of turmoil.
What did they see? Ji Mo just waved his fist lightly, and an astonishing fist wave surged, and then a terrifying crack appeared in the sky in the distance, as if the sky was broken open.
Break the sky with one punch!
This is the legendary strongest attack of the Witch Clan.
Really hammered!
Mr. Ji, you are the Witch King, otherwise how would you be able to display the supreme secrets of the Wu clan’s boxing techniques.
White Bear and Du Juan were convinced of their judgment.
"Hey, fake boxing manual."
Ji Mo withdrew his fist with a disappointed look on his face. He thought the mural was some advanced boxing technique, but in the end he felt nothing at all.
Under the effect of this punch breaking the sky, the black fog that filled the sky slowly dissipated.
On the top of the mountain, a magnificent palace was revealed.
"The exit should be right there."
Ji Mo pointed at the palace, feeling very sure that if there was an exit, it would be at the top of the mountain.
The three of them started going up the mountain to the palace.
After they left, the statue that originally looked like Ji Mo's face slowly returned to its original shape, and turned out to be a peerless beauty.
It turns out that all this is a conspiracy, a trap set by Xuying to hold back Ji Mo and the others.
I never thought that it would be self-defeating, but shooting myself in the foot.
Ji Mo made random gestures according to the mural, and unexpectedly punched the sky out of nowhere, almost beating the phantom to ashes.
The phantom has re-condensed its figure, its entire body has shrunk by one-third compared to before, and its green eyes have also become extremely dim.
Ji Mo's punch almost killed it.
"He is obviously a human being, how could he possibly learn the boxing skills of the witch clan?"
The shadow looked confused, this was beyond its understanding.
The Wu Clan's boxing techniques must be practiced by those with the Wu Clan's bloodline, but now, some people actually learn it after just a few glances!
Damn it!
"It doesn't matter if you learn the Wu Clan's boxing skills, you can't even think of escaping. There are many formations I have laid out on this mountain. It's impossible for you to get to the top of the mountain."
Xuying was so proud that he did not believe that anyone could break through his own formation. After all, his formation attainments had already reached the master level.
However, its proud smile soon disappeared.
The first layer of formation was broken through.
The second layer of formation was broken through.
…
The ninth level formation was broken through.
Xuying's mind went blank, and he couldn't figure out why Ji Mo cracked the nine-layer formation so quickly.
Doesn't it take a little time for him to break the formation?
It could clearly sense that Ji Mo and the other two people went up the mountain without stopping at any time, and the journey was smooth and smooth.
White Bear and Du Juan, who had been following Ji Mo, were completely dumbfounded.