After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 588 War Witch

Having confirmed that Mo Lin was not dead, Huang Shang had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

It must have been Wuwei who did something that allowed Molin to escape alive from the Yellow Springs Prison.

Looking at Su Yunling's cold body, Mo Lin felt a pang of emotion.

If he had died in the Yellow Springs Prison, he would have ended up like Su Yunling, becoming Huang Shang's puppet.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and the next moment, the Azure Cloud Sword flew out to meet him.

The jet-black Azure Cloud Sword slashed down at Su Yunling.

Su Yunling did not take the attack head-on. Instead, she leaned back and dodged the sword strike that was coming at her.

"Don't get so agitated, I'm not here to take your life."

Huang Shang waved his right hand, and a silver-white invitation flew out and landed in Mo Lin's hand.

"See you in Wanhua Village in three days."

After leaving those words, Su Yunling turned and walked away.

Mo Lin did not stop Su Yunling from leaving.

After all, Su Yunling is not Huang Shang's true form. Even if Mo Lin kills Su Yunling here, Huang Shang will still be alive.

It doesn't have much effect.

After Su Yunling left, Mo Lin slowly took out the white invitation card.

He was very curious about what kind of invitation Su Yunling had given him.

Mo Lin examined it carefully; it was a birthday invitation.

There was an invitation to a birthday banquet from someone who claimed to be the local earth god of Jiangzhou.

Huang Shang deliberately handed this invitation to Mo Lin, so there must be some special purpose behind it.

Mo Lin slowly put away the invitation, preparing to go to Wanhua Village in three days.

The matter of the invitations was temporarily put on hold, and Mo Lin took Feng Ge and Luo Xiaoxiao to the Witchcraft Cult.

The shamanistic religion is located in the south.

It is located at the southernmost point of the East District, adjacent to the South District.

The main hall of the shamanic religion.

Two people, a man and a woman, sat there with dignified expressions.

“I heard them talking. That man named Mo Lin is on his way with Feng Ge.”

The man in black slowly asked the elderly woman with white hair directly in front of him, "What should we do? Should we return the supernatural powers, or not?"

The elderly woman with graying hair turned around and looked at the woman on the high platform behind her.

The woman was wearing elaborate headdress.

She is the holy woman of the witchcraft religion, Luoqin.

"Holy Maiden, are we Zhan Molin? Or should we hand over our supernatural powers?" the old woman asked Luo Qin.

Luo Qin didn't speak. She held a few copper coins in her hand, put them into the bowl, and began to perform divination.

Mo Lin, along with Feng Ge and Luo Xiaoxiao, arrived at a distance of about one kilometer from the Witchcraft Cult.

Just as Mo Lin was about to move forward, he suddenly saw a group of people dressed in black standing directly in front of him.

The group consisted of both men and women, and the leader was a woman wearing silver jewelry.

"This woman is a holy maiden of the witchcraft sect," Feng Ge quickly reminded Mo Lin the moment he saw her.

Mo Lin nodded, then stared warily at Luo Qin.

Luo Qin squinted and smiled, "My name is Luo Qin, and I am the Holy Maiden of the Witchcraft Cult."

I know why you've come.

Luo Qin introduced herself to Mo Lin.

"Hand over Feng Ge's two younger brothers, and return their supernatural powers as well." Mo Lin bluntly stated his demands to Luo Qin.

Luo Qin didn't answer whether or not to release the person; instead, she changed the subject.

Are you sure you want to offend our witchcraft religion?

If I'm not mistaken, you've offended Huang Shang, the Burial Immortal Organization, and even the evil spirits won't tolerate you.

You've already made enemies on all sides in the East District.

Are you sure you want to make enemies of our witchcraft sect for the sake of two people who have little to do with you?

Mo Lin stared coldly at Luo Qin.

"I won't lie to you, the leader of the witch cult is my sister."

She is the wife of an immortal from Immortal Island. Luo Qin said to Mo Lin again, "If you make an enemy of our Witchcraft Cult, I guarantee you will have nowhere to hide in the Eastern District."

Feng Ge, standing to the side, frowned, her face filled with worry.

He especially hoped that Molin could save his brother.

But he also sensed the danger in Luo Qin's words.

"How about we just let it go for now?" Feng Ge said slowly to Mo Lin through gritted teeth.

He really didn't want Mo Lin to offend too many people. Mo Lin completely ignored Feng Ge's words and coldly said to Luo Qin, "Either release the people, or I will destroy the Witch Cult."

Mo Lin's tone was very assertive.

As for Luo Qin's nonsense, Mo Lin didn't listen to a single word.

Luo Qin's face instantly turned ashen.

She never expected that Mo Lin would be so unyielding, whether she was being persuaded or not.

Luo Qin stopped talking nonsense and snapped her fingers.

"Snapped!"

As the snap of fingers ended.

The entire sky turned pitch black.

The disciples of the Witch Cult behind Luo Qin immediately surrounded Mo Lin.

Luo Qin was really unwilling to hand over Feng Ge's two younger brothers.

Those two supernatural powers are of great use to their witchcraft religion.

Luo Qin didn't believe that Mo Lin would actually dare to destroy the Witchcraft Cult.

The witchcraft cult is actually connected to the immortals of Fairy Island.

Does Mo Lin still dare to offend Immortal Island?
Seeing that Luo Qin had no intention of releasing the person, Mo Lin stopped talking nonsense.

Then Mo Lin summoned the two generals, Heng and Ha.

The two divine generals' enormous bodies immediately appeared in mid-air.

He exhaled a breath of yellow gas, engulfing all the witchcraft disciples at the forefront.

At the same time, Mo Lin rushed towards Luo Qin.

Luo Qin raised her right hand and muttered some kind of incantation.

The next moment, black tattoo-like marks appeared on her skin.

An eye pattern appeared between Luo Qin's eyebrows.

Then she raised her right hand and performed witchcraft.

The pitch-black smoke coalesced into a skull.

The skull emitted a sharp, piercing cry.

At first, the sound was just piercing, but then I felt a splitting headache.

Mo Lin felt as if his head was being chopped with an axe; it hurt terribly.

Mo Lin gathered immortal energy, attempting to use it to counter Luo Qin's witchcraft.

The celestial energy condensed and slashed down at the skull directly in front of him like a waterfall.

"Boom."

The two forces collided, and the skull shattered instantly.

A surprising thing happened.

The already tattered waistband was rapidly splitting apart.

One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes six.

Black skulls floated in the sky.

Merlin was quickly trapped by the group of skulls.

Ha leaped to Molin's side, smashing his vajra down at the skull in the air.

It broke the skull off directly.

Mo Lin remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

He just stared at Luo Qin coldly.

In contrast, Luo Qin's forehead was covered in sweat from nervousness.

Luo Qin clasped her hands together, and then a jet-black spider slowly crawled out.

The spider is at least two meters tall, and its upper body is human-shaped.

The spider spat out a white, spiderweb-like substance and charged towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Netherworld Fire appeared.

The moment the Netherworld Fire was stained with spider webs.

It's like gasoline getting on fire.

The pitch-black Netherworld Fire instantly surged forth with flames over two meters high.

The next moment, the Netherworld Fire enveloped the pitch-black spider.

The spider writhed and struggled in the flames.

Unfortunately, none of them were of any use.

The flames were not extinguished; instead, they grew stronger.

(End of this chapter)