Without the men in black, flying insects are scattered everywhere and are not integrated.

Chen Yuan walked much faster, and the Miao Yin Knife surrounded the surroundings and killed the flying insects like headless flies.

Soon, he came outside a building and saw an old woman on the second floor.

Looking at each other, Chen Yuan had no expression on his face, and the old woman looked ugly.

"Fellow Taoist, isn't it enough?" the old woman asked in a deep voice.

Chen Yuan sneered: "First kill my spiritual pet, then bully me at a young age. Now I'm telling me if it's enough? Do you think I'm a good old man?"

The old woman said: "The fault lies in us. My old man is willing to apologize and compensate fellow Taoists. I hope that fellow Taoists will show mercy."

Chen Yuan said: "Okay, first, compensation of 5 billion yuan, second, I want to take someone away, Wu Feiming."

The old woman was stunned and then narrowed her eyes: "Fellow Taoist is for Wu Feiming."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Is it important now?"

The old woman sighed: "It's really not important, but fellow Taoist, whether it's five billion, is it too high, we can't come up with it."

Chen Yuan said: "If I just came, you wouldn't have to say that so much. But now, after repeated confrontations, I have already had aroused my intention to kill. Do you think it's better to be extinct from the Lingwu Sect, or to compensate?"

The old woman's heart sank.

"If you can't afford 5 billion, then use other things instead. As long as the person is still there, the Lingwu Sect will still be there. If the person is gone, the Lingwu Sect will be abandoned. You are old and you should understand this principle. Without further ado, I will be here and give you three minutes to prepare." Chen Yuan said Youyouyou.

The old woman said, "I agree, fellow Taoist wait."

Chen Yuan smiled and waited silently.

Time passes little by little.

Finally, the building door opened and a group of men came out in a row. The old woman was led by five or six and a half old men, and a group of young men.

Their faces were not good-looking, but no one dared to speak.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Not only was the flying insect formation broken, but even the special envoys they relied on were killed. These people had lost their confidence in a war and only wanted to live.

The crowd separated, an old man was supported by someone to walk out. It was Wu Feiming, who looked very bad and seemed to be injured.

He was a little confused. When he saw Chen Yuan, his eyes widened and his face looked incredible.

Chen Yuan smiled: "Are you surprised? I, a cheap disciple, didn't accept it in vain?"

Wu Feiming was stunned for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter.

After laughing enough, Wu Feiming looked at the old woman: "Uncle Master, have you seen it? This is the Lingwu Sect under your leadership. Tsk tsk, my Wu Sect will not say that the ancient power is in the world and suppresses all directions. Just say that hundreds of years ago, it was also rampant, and no one dared to deceive. Now, a young man oppressed the entire Lingwu Sect bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, my goodness will be, what kind of face will you have to meet the ancestors and sects after you die?"

The old woman looked very ugly, but she had nothing to say.

Other old men and young men also glared at Wu Feiming, trying to suppress the urge to curse and chop people.

Wu Feiming was fearless and sneered: "You are all, a bunch of waste. This time, I will burn blood and incense to pray to the Witch God. The young people don't know that it doesn't matter. You old people, I want to see how the Witch God will punish you."

After saying this, a group of old men changed their faces and their eyes were frightened.

"Wu Feiming, you dare!"

"I dare? You all dare to do it. Do you really think that I am not like this, and the Witch God doesn't know? The eternal tradition, how many of the ancestors of the Witch Sect have become like this by you in just 30 or 40 years. Uncle Master, you ask yourself, when I took the accident of my master's cultivation, I seized the Lord of the Spirit Witch Sect and enjoyed the noble scenery, but led the Witch Sect to one day worse than the other. Now I regret it? You claim to be arrogant and blindly confident. You were the seedlings of the saint of the Witch Sect, but you insisted on being the leader of the Witch Sect. Hehe, I also want to see, after today, after midnight, will you wake up from the nightmare and be regretful?" Wu Feiming sneered, with sadness and sarcasm in his eyes.

The old woman still didn't speak, but her face turned pale, and her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling.

This is like a big family, who is not afraid of having a few prodigal sons, but is afraid of having some talent but not as capable as the head of the family. They also have to compete for the position of the head of the family, and then prodigal in the name of good for the family.

When the family was defeated and lost, they suddenly realized that they were not the material, but the family was out of reach. In the end, they took the risk and went astray, but still could not save the family.

It would be fine if I had no conscience, but I still have a lot of affection for the family. This kind of inner torment is hard for outsiders to imagine.

After saying a few words, Wu Feiming felt much more comfortable, and then he broke away from the support and walked towards Chen Yuan.

"Feiming."

Suddenly, the old woman spoke.

Wu Feiming paused.

"If I pass on the position of the leader of the Spirit Witch Sect to you, would you be willing to take the Spirit Witch Sect back on track?" the old woman spoke with expectation in her eyes.

Wu Feiming sneered: "Walking back to the right? Just this group of mobs? Uncle Master, I can accept the blame, but is it too difficult for you to lose a mess?"

"No, what I gave to you is not them, but a group of unknown new generations who have been secretly cultivated by me. Although those people are young and have low cultivation, they have not accepted any external influences. As long as you are willing to take over, in a few decades, they may not be able to return to the right path and revitalize the spirit witch sect in the sect." The old woman spoke.

Wu Feiming was stunned and turned around and looked at her in surprise.

The old and young people around the old woman were also confused and could not believe that the ancestors had even trained a group of disciples whom they didn't know!

The old woman said, "As early as ten years ago, I knew I was wrong, but I thought it would be impossible to turn back. The sect wind was broken and the hearts of people were broken. This is the evil consequence of my deeds. I must bear it and end it. However, the inheritance of the Spirit Witch Sect through the ages cannot be cut off in my hands. In that way, I would rather lose my soul than have no face to see the witch god and the ancestors."

"Mom, what are you talking about? We are all your direct descendants." An old man next to the old woman spoke hurriedly.

The old woman shook her head: "If you are wrong, you are wrong. I originally wanted to make up for it myself, but now I suddenly figured it out that the Spirit Witch Sect cannot continue like this. What I can do now is to end the destruction of the Spirit Witch Sect as soon as possible and let the new Spirit Witch Sect be reborn in the ashes."

Wu Feiming heard something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old men and young men around the old woman fell down one by one, screaming everywhere. "Old ancestor, please spare my life."

"Mom, I am your own son. Don't kill me, don't kill me."

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The screams of mercy gradually became weaker, and those who began to ulcerate their bodies, and those with weak cultivation would die directly.

Wu Feiming was stunned: "Uncle Master!"

The old woman smiled and said, "I am very satisfied if you call me Uncle Master. Over the years, Uncle Master has been absurdly wrong, so Uncle Master hopes that the new Lingwu Sect will restrict the rights of the saint of the Witch Sect in the future, otherwise the disaster today will inevitably reappear in the future."

As he said that, black blood also spilled out of the corners of the old woman's mouth, black air appeared on her face, and she looked a little ferocious.

"The spirit of the imperial revenge! Uncle Master, you actually..." Wu Feiming finally reacted and exclaimed.

The old woman couldn't hold on, so she sat cross-legged on the ground and continued, "Feiming, those people I secretly trained are on Magu's side, and she can find them with her spirit control technique, and she will do her best to help you. From now on, the Spirit Witch Sect will be handed over to you. I will go first and apologize to the Witch God."

Speaking of this, the old woman closed her eyes and her breath quietly stopped.

The ones who accompanied her were the people next to her, all of whom died with their eyes closed.

Don’t talk about Wu Feiming.

Chen Yuan was stunned.
Chapter completed!