Chapter 450: Black cult

Myanmar is a neighbor of Huaxia. The land area is not large, and the economic environment is not as good as Huaxia. However, here the people are strong and the three religions and nine streams are endless. It is a paradise that many evil powers or criminals like.
There are many deep forests and old forests, and lakes and rivers, and it is also a paradise for stowaways.
It's sun and rain, and the whole world is shrouded in a hazy sky, which makes people feel depressed.
Huh! !! !!
Suddenly, on the top of a continuous mountain range in Myanmar, two figures appeared out of nowhere, standing proudly on the top of the mountain, their eyes stared into the distance.
"According to the information provided by the intelligence, the headquarters of the Black Witch Church is deep in a mountain twenty miles away from here. King came, did we break in directly or something else ..."
Wang Ziqiong said, this time Qiao Bin and others did not come. Only Pei Junlin and Wang Ziqiong came here because this is Burma. Although the people of the Yanhuang organization are not afraid of a projectile, if they are the people of the Yanhuang organization Openly stepping in, it will inevitably be caught in the international arena.
And more importantly, the Pope of the Black Witch religion is a strong man in the middle of the divine realm. Qiao Bin and others can't do much at all, so Pei Junlin and Wang Ziqiong are here!
When Wang Ziqiong's words fell, Pei Junlin was in the depths of his black eyes, and immediately a sharp light flashed away, his tone indifferent: "Of course I broke through!"
"We're here to kill people this time, why are we going to get that kind of courtesy ?!"
"Ziqiong, you and me will be fighting against the Dark Pope in a while!"
Prince Qiong nodded, and there was a spirit of killing on Qingli's peerless face. She is now a strong performer of Qipin, even if she is not equal to Jiujipin, if she wants to save her life, there is absolutely no problem.
The pure yin body that is rare in a thousand years is not a rhetoric. Wang Ziqiong's current practice is no problem in leapfrog battles.
"Okay! Let's take a look today. The so-called black witch religion is powerful!"
boom! !! !!
At the moment Pei Jun's voice fell, the breath of the whole body was directly released. In a moment, the heavens and the earth changed its color, and the rainy sky directly sounded the sound of thunder. The dark clouds shrouded the heaven and earth energy began to boil.
In the discoloration of this world, Pei Junlin had reached out to embrace Wang Ziqiong's soft waist, turning it into an aurora, and emerged from the sky.
In mid-air, Pei Jun's tongue burst into spring thunder, and his thunderous voice sounded all over the world: "Where is the Black Witch Pope? Pei Junlin visit !!!"
Deep old forest, continuous mountains, Pei Junlin's voice has caused countless echoes between the mountain ravines and the endless stream.
At this time, in a deep mountain more than twenty miles away, there is an ancient and incomparable bluestone palace, and the bluestone palace is surrounded by dense villages, all inhabited by people.
This is the famous black witch altar, and is also a spiritual leader in awe and worship of countless people in Myanmar. Because the current pope ’s strength is unpredictable, the legend has the ability to rise from the dead, and was directly sealed by the king of Myanmar. To protect the country's mage, there is a supreme existence of more than 10,000 people.
This led to the rise of the status of the black witch religion, and the name of the black witch religion is also known throughout the country.
A few days ago, there was a spring rain in Burma, and the rain continued for several days, which caused many people to do nothing and pass the time in the house boringly.
Suddenly, a voice like Tianwei came: "Where is the Pope the Black Witch? Pei Jun came to visit !!!"
Suddenly, all the shamans were shaken, and the children of the shamans all jumped up from the ground, showing anger.
When the disciples ran out of the house, they found that there was already a crowd of black crowds outside the Bluestone Palace. Among them was a group of people wearing black cloaks. The whole figure was shrouded in the cloak.
These cloak people exude powerful coercion one by one, they are the high-level of the black witch religion, is the most powerful camp besides the pope.
There are many innate level strong men, and there are many great masters.
As the No. 1 religion in Myanmar, its power and heritage are naturally extremely powerful. After years of accumulation, the Pope is as strong as a dragon.
"Who is so bold to offend me?
Some angry cape men shouted, never thinking that, as soon as the words fell, they immediately came to the eyes of the partners around them, and you looked like an idiot.
"Pei Junlin? How do I feel familiar with this name? As if I heard it somewhere?" Another man in cape whispered to himself.
"A bunch of stupid people, Pei Junlin is the one who recently became famous on the dark web, and even cut the two strongest in the early days of Divine Realm! Now he is seventh in the global rankings of the early Divine Realms!"
As soon as this word came to an end, everyone who was still angry suddenly showed shock.
"What? So this Pei Junlin is a terrible wonderland powerhouse ?!"
"Broken, Lord Pope, he is still retreating in Houshan Retreat. Now that this Pei Junlin has suddenly visited, we must not be able to resist it!"
Someone exclaimed that it is the shadow of the so-called human tree. Pei Junlin's fame now spreads all over the world. Almost everyone knows that powerful forces like the Black Witch are naturally mixed in the dark web. Of course, Pei King Lin's recent deeds.
"What panic, Lord Pope is just a latent cultivation and not in the general altar, even if the Pei Junlin is strong, don't forget, Lord Pope is a strong man in the middle of the divine realm!"
An old and majestic reprimand sounded. The old man seemed very prestigious. As soon as the reprimand fell, the original panic gradually recovered its quietness.
Yeah, their Pope is a middle-aged powerhouse, which is a level higher than that of Pei Junlin. What are they afraid of? !!
Huh! !! !!
At this time, a fierce sound of breaking air rang out sharply, and two figures in the distant void broke into the sky, appearing over the black witch religion, exuding a mighty coercion.
The atmosphere that belongs to the powerful gods shrouds more than half of the black witchcraft altar, which weighs down all the black witch disciples, their chests are breathless, their breathing is not smooth, their faces are pale, and many of the bottom disciples have simply vomited Bai Mo fell to the ground.
Under such terrible spiritual coercion, even those cloak men feel like they are overhead, there are invisible mountains pressing, and they have to fight against each other.
"Pei Junlin, my black witch teaching has no injustice and revenge against you. You are so unscrupulous, appearing in my general altar, are you bullying me?
It was the very prestigious old man who spoke before, angrily.
"No revenge? Oh!"
In the void, Pei Junlin, who was standing in the air, laughed directly when he heard the words, and decided to remove the mana mask directly, revealing the unique beauty of Prince Qiong around him.
"Your sons of black witchcraft, bully my wife, broke into my house wantonly, and now say that I have no revenge against you, you really have shame!"
"Today, you black witch teaching will not give me an explanation, just wait to be destroyed !!!"
Bang!
With the moment when Pei Junlin's last voice sounded like a thunder, a more terrifying consciousness than before was overwhelming and immortal.
Suddenly, there were screams of pain full of pain below. A poorly-trained black witch disciple hugged his head with both hands, and fell to the ground with blood and sorrow. His expression was painful, and then he died in a blink of an eye. Hundreds of people.
Even some of the great masters are also stingy, spitting blood, without any resistance.
This is the horror of the Divine Power!
In the face of the weak, a mental coercion can completely kill the weak!
"Pei Junlin, how dare you ?!"
The furious roar sounded, and everyone in the cape saw the horrible scene of hundreds of people being killed or injured in the blink of an eye.
However, Pei Junlin seemed to have done a trivial little thing, looking cold and without any mood swings.
As a former Shura warlord, killing by heart, not to mention the destruction of hundreds of people, even if it is a horde of tens of thousands of people, that is commonplace.
The black witch dared to keep an eye on Wang Ziqiong and attempted to break into Pei's house without authorization. That definitely touched the inverse scale of Pei Junlin. This time in Myanmar, the trip was exclusively for killing.
"Zhang Long, you will never come out again, and you should blame me for killing one of your minions !!!"
Pei Junlin ignored the wrath of a group of black witch teaching children. As a powerful god, he has a pride in his heart. Even if there are as many ants killed, it is difficult to satisfy his heart's desire.
"Zhang Long? Who is Zhang Long ?!"
Hearing the icy voice of Pei Junlin, the children of the black witch religion faced blank faces.
And just as the children of the Dark Witch Church were at a loss, suddenly, a terrible breath of coercion erupted in the peaceful back mountains, and this breath was even more outrageous than that of Pei Junlin. , Magnificent, like Tianwei.
"Pei Junlin, now that you know who the Master is, why dare to break into my Dark Witch teaching? Do you want to find death?"
At the moment when that terrible majestic pressure emerged, a husky and dry, like a cold sound rubbing out of the cracks of the stone, rang throughout the sky ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Whereever the black witches who heard this voice Children, one by one, showing an unbelievable surprise, bowed down to salute, shouting: "Welcome to the lord! The lord is majestic and omnipotent!"
That look and gesture was filled with an insatiable passion, as if the faithful believer saw the leader in his heart appear.
In the void, Pei Jun squinted his eyes, and the light in his eyes exploded, staring coldly at the depth of the back mountain of the black witch religion.
Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he pushed the Prince Joan standing beside him and shouted, "Back!"
The next instant, he shook his fist with one hand, squeezed his fist prints, and banged his fist against the void!
Bang!
The terrible sonic boom swept through the air, the energy boiled and covered the sky.
The countless children of the Black Witch Church trembled on the ground, trembling, and when the terrifying energy of the heavens and earth was dissipated, I saw the sky, and I did not know when a tall figure with the same black cloak covered him appeared.