It took a long time before the rolling emotions in Shenzong's eyes calmed down again.
"Let me think about it, you think it will take at least a few hours for Xianyou to break the formation. Then she will be unable to fight anymore. And I, a ghost who practices swordsmanship, will naturally face the temple disciples you sent.
It will also be delayed for a while and a half. When Xianyou and I finally arrive, according to your plan, I am afraid that what you have to do will have been completed by then. And both of us are exhausted, plus Yin Haibing
The dragon is still trapped in the dragon formation and is unable to escape, so of course nothing can be done to you. Even if I really can do anything to you... By then, you will have reinforcements coming."
Shenzong looked at her quietly for a moment, "Were you pretending to be injured in the Baicao Garden just now?"
Mu Lingbo shrugged nonchalantly, put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips and smiled, walking casually in circles in front of Shenzong, "Yes, I am still a ghost tribe in my hands, so I shouldn't have appeared unscathed so soon.
In front of you, I am also very surprised, what is going on? Master Shenzong, you are very knowledgeable, can you tell me?"
The corners of Shenzong's lips curved in a strange way, "Even if it exceeds my expectations, do you think you can control me? Do you know where this place is?"
"Yes, this is the temple, a place I have never been to. Of course, the chance of winning is slim." Her smile suddenly became fierce, "But what if your dragon trap does not trap my dragon?"
"Impossible." Shenzong said slowly, word by word, "Since I have confidence in that magic formation, I naturally know how difficult it is to crack it. If your dragon really follows you out of the formation, then where is it? If it is a dragon
To resist the disciples of my temple, where is Xianyou? Why did you come alone?"
"Shen Zong is indeed calm on the surface. Are you panicking in your heart?" Mu Lingbo sneered, "As for Xian You...what do you think?"
A pure white figure appeared from behind the lush trees, "Sure enough, Shenzong has no feelings for his disciples."
There was a hint of sarcasm in Shenzong's eyes, "I thought Xuan Ye would be the best candidate, but it's a pity..."
"After Mo Jiuling was imprisoned in the Red Lotus Water Prison, you didn't teach him anything." Xian You's eyes became colder, "So the 'Zeng' in your words was before that. You already knew it from that time
Already?"
Shenzong only raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, probably thinking it was too early, "After all these years, the night feels so long again."
"Looking at you, you are clean and your hair style is intact. You can get away pretty quickly." Mu Lingbo said with a wink.
"I killed Zhiyuan in the shortest time. Once he died, all the dragons were leaderless. It was naturally simple." Xianyou looked at the hall behind Mu Lingbo, his expression solemn as never before, "Shenzong delayed in every possible way, but it was so that he could enter smoothly.
Sacrifice hall...what illusion is so important that Shenzong needs to be in charge of it personally?"
Mu Lingbo was startled. Behind him was the sacrificial hall of the temple.
Even though she knew nothing about the temple, she knew before she came that the sacrificial hall was the most inviolable place in the entire temple. Only Shen Zong and the Goddess could freely set foot there. Because powerful magic circles were usually used here.
The location, for example, opens the Red Lotus Water Prison.
"The sacrificial hall is great!" Mu Lingbo remained highly vigilant and said suavely, "I heard that the place is very high-end, and I just want to go in and have a look. Lord Shenzong, why don't you tell me what illusion skills you want, maybe we can
