Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

The black-robed old man sat there, like a black hole, breathing in and out, a huge evil spirit gushed out from the ground, and was swallowed by him into his dantian along his mouth, nose and pores.

However, the old man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes.

His whole body was shrouded in black air, making it impossible to see his face clearly, except for a pair of faint green eyes, staring into the distance like hungry wolves.

"Who is it? If you dare to kill my disciple and destroy my sect, the god will kill him!"

The black-robed old man is the evil god that Wu Tian said.

His voice was like a hungry wolf, and the vibration made the whole island hum.

All the disciples of the Witch Blood Sect under the altar turned pale with horror, they knelt down one after another, punched their heads on the ground, and trembled.

"Go and investigate! I will crush this person to ashes, extract his soul and refine his soul, and let him suffer the pain of purgatory life after life."

The black-robed old man looked cold and said violently.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The disciples kneeling on the ground kowtowed in unison and said in trembling voices.

These ancestors of the Witch Blood Sect, to be precise, are a clone of the real evil god, taking photos of the mortal world to collect beliefs.

Ever since this patriarch came to Nanyang, he has frightened the whole area with great power and power. He has been entrenched here for decades, and the kings around him all kneel down and worship him.

This person later stopped managing the Witch Blood Sect and let the sitting disciples manage it themselves.

The Witch Blood Sect respects power and strength is the most important thing, so each generation of leader is fought out from countless disciples.

Those who fail to fight for power will be sent to other parts of the world to develop and grow.

In addition to the evil gods, the Witch Blood Sect also has seven Golden Core-level powerhouses and tens of thousands of disciples.

In addition to eating, he also manipulated the warlords of the four countries in Nanyang, and his disciples even participated in the military administration, constantly supervised the construction of temples, displayed magical powers from time to time, and collected beliefs.

Those seven golden elixir-level powers combined their efforts to display the seven evil spirits to break the sky, which is called immortal.

These messages are all given by Yuanshen, the leader of the golden elixir in the yin-yang gourd.

"What a big ambition to control the state affairs, build temples, and collect beliefs."

Looking at the small island below, with a cold glow in his eyes, Ye Fan said lightly.

With a random move, he pulled out a primordial spirit from the yin-yang gourd, and in the palm of his hand, Nanming Lihuo burned the primordial spirit continuously.

Chapter 1156 The Sound Shocks Thousands of Miles Shocks the Evil God

"Xiaosheng, you promised that as long as I tell you the information, you won't kill me." The primordial spirit screamed in terror in Nanming Lihuo.

"Hehe, do you need to keep promises with people in the evil sect?"

Ye Fan sneered and said calmly.

He is not Xuanxiu, he is unrestrained and can do whatever he wants.

If you say you want to destroy the evil sects in the world, you will definitely do it.

"If you don't keep your promise, the evil god will definitely cast a curse and make you fall into Yama for life after life."

This primordial spirit looked painful and ferocious, and his voice became weaker and weaker under Nanming Lihuo.

After a few breaths, it was completely annihilated in the curling green smoke and ceased to exist.

After destroying the last primordial spirit, Ye Fan's figure flickered, and he shot out in a burst of shock.

On the altar below, many elders of the Blood Witch Cult gathered together.

The altar is just below the extinct volcano, with lava being drawn out.

Lava flowed and crackled around the altar.

The flames in the lava are constantly burning, not a few magma sparks bursting out.

The old man in black robe was entrenched on the altar, his eyes were lowered to practice.

During his breathing, countless evil spirits were swallowed by him, and at the same time, a lot of fire poison floated out from the lava, tempering his body.

"My God, look quickly, someone is flying from the sky."

In a corner not far away, in an iron cage, several people were imprisoned.

These people are male and female, look young, and have different skin colors.

"God must have come for us, these savages deserve to die."

Everyone else looked up one after another, and found that there was indeed a figure wrapped in golden light flying towards here.

These people were all captured by the Witch Blood Cult, and they didn't know what to do.

"Wu Xiu Ye Fan, come to worship the mountain!"

It was like a thunderous explosion in the void, lingering and lingering, shaking everyone dazzled.

"Not God?"

The people held in the iron cage were a little disappointed.

The old man in black robe sitting cross-legged on the altar suddenly opened his eyes, and two green lights shot out from his eyes, smashing the boulder several meters away.