Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Chapter 1068

'boom. ’

Wen Qihang and his group, who were the first to rush out to show their loyalty to the Red Miao, were instantly blasted away by this sinister aura.

'puff! '

During this process, each of these Black Miao traitors coughed up blood.

"Ow."

As it landed heavily on the ground, it let out a piercing scream.

'bass.'

Shi Shan, who had sensed the abnormality in advance, immediately mustered his strength to protect his family members.

Even Wu Di, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo were blocked behind him.

'boom.'

After the two energies collided powerfully from a distance, Shi Shan, who did not retreat even half a step, crossed his hands to protect his face.

After a few breaths, as he slowly lowered himself, he smiled and said, "The power of witchcraft?"

"The Black Miao Great Shaman, Wen Jing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly thin figure blocked the way for Wen Wanwan and her group.

Upon seeing her appear, the Black Miao people shouted in unison, "Grandma!"

Upon hearing this, the Black Mountain Shaman, while keeping a watchful eye on the stone mountain directly opposite, quietly channeled his inner energy into Wen Wanwan.

Shi Shan, who had keenly observed all of this, sneered, "Great Witch Wen, your own aura is unstable. This means that you have not yet fully refined the petals and roots of the Other Shore Flower."

"If you continue to hide in the forbidden area of ​​the Witch Ancestor Temple, it may take me some effort to break in."

"But at this moment, you took the initiative to run out..."

"That's like deliberately courting death."

As Shi Shan finished speaking with a playful expression, Wen Qian, her eyes filled with coldness, glared at him and said, "Shi Shan, you've gone to great lengths to force my Black Miao people to retreat to the Witch God Temple..."

"Isn't this just to force me to show myself, paving the way for your attack on the forbidden area of ​​the Witch Ancestor Temple and the seizure of the [Witch Spirit]?"

"Why bother with this hypocrisy!"

"Haha."

When Wen Jing saw through the other party's intentions, Shi Shan laughed arrogantly and conceitedly.

They led elite Red Miao troops into Wenshan Village, awakened their spies planted within the village, and even dispatched the Bo Dao elites to surround and intercept them...

The goal is to force Wen Jing to show up.

If she had stayed inside the Temple of the Witch Ancestor and set up barriers, it would have been very difficult for them to break in.

But Shi Shan knew that Wen Jing "loved the people like her own children," and as long as her methods were ruthless enough, the other party would definitely show up.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as he had planned.

"Great Wizard Wen, now that you know the purpose of my visit..."

"They're preparing to sacrifice the [Witch Spirit] and hand over the Holy Maiden of Literature to Coffin Mountain."

"Or shall we settle this with a test of strength?"

"Although the outcome is the same, the endings are different. In the former case, you Black Miao people completely sacrificed your totem and became vassals of my Red Miao. But in the latter case..."

"The Wenshan Black Miao have been wiped out from Miao territory from this day forward."

'Crackle.'

As he spoke, the stone mountain, its fingers clenched tightly, emitted a chilling sound.

"It's better to take a gamble than to live a life of mere survival."

"Wanwan!"

"The more we, mother and daughter, kill today, the greater the chance that Imperial Envoy Xu will flatten Coffin Mountain, right?"

Upon hearing Wen Jing's words, Shi Shan burst into laughter again, "Who? Xu Shan, Xu the Hound?"

“As I just said, he cannot enter the Miao territory.”

"In the Death Swamp, we Red Sprouts have prepared a generous gift for him."

After he finished speaking, Wen Wanwan said with certainty in her eyes, "He will accept it with pleasure, and..."

"His greatest strength is his vindictiveness."

After Wen Wanwan finished speaking, Shi Shan, his smile fading, said, word by word, "You really are stubborn and incorrigible."

"You're all on the verge of death, yet you still expect someone surnamed Xu to come and save you from this dire situation."

"Come, I'd like to see..."

"Will you be able to see Xu Shan before you die?"

"Everyone, listen to my command."

"Have."

"Since they want to die, then leave no one alive."

"Yes."

"Wenjing, hand her over to me."

"Apart from Wen Wanwan and her two lowly maids, I want no one alive."

"kill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two sides, who had just stopped fighting, attacked again.

But this time...

Seeing that Wenjing had left the Wuzu Temple and was no longer worried about the future, Shishan no longer held back.

From the very start of the battle, he went all out and dominated Wen Jing.

"Old Lady Wen..."

“Previously, our strengths were evenly matched. Now, your old injuries have not yet healed, while I am blessed with the [Witch's Curse].

"With this shift in power, you're doomed."

'Bang, bang!'

Despite suffering severe damage to her body and soul from the successive attacks, Wen Jing persisted.

"Even if I die, I will still beat you, Shishan, back to the eighth rank!"

'boom.'

On the other side, Wu Di, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo were besieging Wen Wanwan, who had been backstabbed and ambushed earlier.

If she were in her prime, she might have been able to go toe-to-toe with them.

But now, being constrained at every turn, Wen Wanwan is suffering repeated defeats.

Not only her, but also Youyou and Lulu, who were desperately protecting their clansmen, were injured one after another.

Faced with the menacing gazes of Wen Qiming and his group, the two women were prepared to face death at any moment.

With the [witchcraft pill] hidden in their mouths, they will not hesitate to crush it once they are exhausted.

"Youyou, Lulu, don't bother."

"You can't hold on for long."

"Save your strength for serving us."

"Haha."

When Wen Qiming, who was leading the group, uttered these words, they instantly resonated with many people.

At this moment, Youyou, Lulu and the others, who had nowhere left to retreat, had a look of despair on their faces, but their eyes were filled with determination.

"Farewell, my beloved..."

This was the first time the two of them had addressed Xu Shan in such a tone.

Even if they had a romantic relationship with him before, they would still call him "Lord Xu".

But now, with their lives on the verge of collapse, they rarely dare to utter such a title.

"What? Xu Lang?"

"Your Xu Lang is probably already in the underworld by now."

Wen Qiming and others, blindly praising the strength of the Red Miao, shouted wildly.

'bass! ’

But at that moment, a blade enveloped in crimson energy rushed toward them from afar.

'boom. ’

'Boom.'

After piercing through the bodies of several Red Miao elders and slicing through the bodies of several Red Miao guards, it struck Youyou and Lulu squarely in front of them.

The moment the blade pierced the ground, the crimson energy attached to it exploded instantly.

The violent and rampant energy not only sent Wen Qiming and the others flying, but also shattered their ribs and meridians.

"Ow."

The shrill screams instantly resounded throughout the venue.

'Buzz!'

The blade, still brimming with residual force, swayed from side to side, emitting a piercing screech.

Youyou and Lulu, who were already preparing to bite into the [Witchcraft Pill], were overjoyed when they saw the familiar and highly recognizable patterns on the blade and exclaimed, "The Zheng Yang Blade?"

"Yes, Lord Xu!"