Zhang Ziyu was a little aching. His father-in-law wanted to destroy Tianyin Temple. He knew the reason as soon as he thought about it.
It was nothing more than the bald man Pufang who used the golden bowl of pagoda to destroy Huqi Mountain, killing Baguio's grandma and the little idiot.
For the Ghost King, this is a huge hatred. In addition to fighting for hegemony, his greater purpose in refining the Four Spirit Blood Array is revenge.
In fact, despite the fact that my father-in-law looks gentle and elegant, he looks like a middle-aged scribe.
But he is also a master who must avenge himself. For example, in the original trajectory, the Albizia Faction once asked Baguio for the Albizia Bell.
The old boy made a joke to cover up the matter, and when the beast god sent all the beasts to attack, he would directly trap the entire Acacia sect to death.
Now it is completely normal to set conditions for Zhang Ziyu, the son-in-law.
"People go"
Wanwan looked at Xiao Chi, but saw her shaking her head slightly and saying: "Then the matter is over. I don't want you to take risks and cause killings again."
"Little idiot, you..."
Ten thousand people were not willing to give in, but seeing Xiao Chi's extremely determined eyes, he knew that he really couldn't do that.
Xiao Chi died once and came back to life. She has figured out many things. What she wants now is that her family can be together well.
"Ahem, it's not easy to kill, but Uncle Wan, I can help fund some equipment. It's still okay to fight twice in three days."
Tianyin Temple is a good sect, and the majority of good people in it include Puhong and Faxiang.
Pu Fang had a bad temper and made many mistakes.
There is no need to overthrow the entire sect, but to destroy Pu Fang alone, not even Pu Hong can say anything about it.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Thousands of people had just responded to the call, when suddenly the entire wild temple began to rumble and shake, and was about to collapse.
Zhang Ziyu frowned and found that countless scarlet stones began to swarm crazily, the huge stones that made up the wild temple began to crack, and the earthquake became more obvious.
Thousands of people's expressions changed drastically, and his breath suddenly became cold: "How dare he?!"
As a full participant in the Four Spirits Blood Array and a member of the main array, I can already feel the evil power that is about to move.
He stood up suddenly: "Take Xiaochi and the others and leave first."
"There's no need to go to such trouble. Uncle Wan can dismiss all his disciples. The power of Shura accumulated in this wild temple is not a gadget like the Fulong Cauldron."
Zhang Ziyu had already guessed what happened when he saw ten thousand people acting like this.
With Mr. Ghost's intelligence, how could he not discover the changes in tens of thousands of people during this period of time?
Ever since Xiao Chi came back, Wan Wan Chang was no longer the person who focused on his career.
He began to hesitate.
And hesitation will lead to defeat.
Mr. Ghost saw the signs, and now he knew that Zhang Ziyu had arrived at the Wilderness Temple. This was his last chance.
If the Four Spirits Blood Formation is not activated, then he will never have the chance to see the power he has been pursuing all his life, the power that spans many practitioners.
Mr. Ghost is an extremely decisive person, so he rebelled.
Quickly leaving the Wilderness Temple, the rumbling boulders kept falling. The huge Wilderness Temple began to collapse. Red power gushes out from the ground bit by bit, twisting and frantic spiritual power continued to emit. Many disciples had no time to escape and were already dead.
His eyes were red, like a zombie, guarding around the temple that was about to collapse.
"Rumble"
The holy temple completely collapsed, and terrifying cracks appeared on the ground. The dark red color spread with the cracks, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared at the source of all the cracks.
Red light filled the air and soared into the sky.
A crimson figure gradually floated up from the deep pit, its black robe stained with blood, and red energy lingering. It looked more like an evil ghost than a person.
"Mr. Ghost, you disappoint me."
Thousands of people looked at the figure who appeared and said coldly.
"Sect Master, you have become indecisive. You should let me control this power of Shura."
Mr. Ghost changed his usual low-key and cold tone and became arrogant. His eyes had turned scarlet, and more power of Shura vaguely poured into his body.
He raised his arm, and the blood-red cauldron suddenly flew up from the deep pit. The blood was swirling, and the ghost face on the cauldron was clearly visible, becoming more and more ferocious.
This is his imitation of the Fulong Cauldron. It was originally intended to guide and control some of the Shura power, but it is no longer needed.
"Click"
The tripod body shattered, as if a seal had been broken. The cracks in the ground became even more terrifying. A stream of terrifying crimson energy rose from the ruins of the wild temple, condensing into a huge ghost-faced blood shadow that merged with him.
Fulongding wants to limit the power, but he is not. He is too proactive in opening the formation and integrating the power of Shura. Now he has become one with the power of Shura and turned into a monster.
In fact, if it were not for Zhang Ziyu, in the original trajectory, tens of thousands of people would have used the power of Shura through the Fulong Cauldron very carefully.
At the beginning, he controlled the power of Shura and was so powerful that no one among the many forces in China could stop his advance.
But later, the influence of Shura's power became more and more profound, and he became a demon and gradually lost control.
Now that Mr. Ghost has taken the initiative to break any restrictions, you can imagine how powerful he is.
"There is such power above Yuyang."
A hoarse and terrifying voice sounded from Mr. Ghost's mouth. Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes. He was talking about Yuyang, not Taiqing.
Good guy, could this guy be the number three figure in Fenxiang Valley?
Yun Yilan, the owner of Fenxiang Valley, the second person is Shangguan Ce, followed by the fourth person Lu Shun, but the third person is missing.
"Forget it, we're all going to die anyway."
If Zhang Ziyu doesn't think too much, Mr. Gui probably won't be able to ask anything like this.
He waved his hand to summon the vicious snake god and ordered: "Tear it into pieces."
"Roar"
The vicious snake god shot out, and the gray and violent energy swept towards Mr. Ghost. Mr. Ghost was possessed by Shura, how could he be afraid? The red light in the sky counterattacked, and the collision immediately caused the feeling of the earth falling apart.
In this state, Mr. Ghost already has the fighting power of the Hedao realm, and he is inextricably linked to the fight with the vicious snake god, with the terrifying red light constantly colliding with the vicious energy.
Every attack that landed in this desert would cause unimaginable damage, and soon everything within a kilometer radius was reduced to ruins.
Zhang Ziyu had no intention of taking action, but watched quietly, knowing that the vicious snake god would not be defeated this time.
The more they fought, the more their anger grew. In the battle after battle, the vicious snake god not only did not become weak, but on the contrary, his aura became more stable.
On the other side, although Shura's power is powerful, he has a faint consciousness and completely replaces Mr. Ghost in controlling the battle.
However, it extracted the power of Ba Snake, Qiongqi, Yaozhu and Dangkang, and supplemented it with its own Shura power to fight.
Although it is strong, it has not yet reached the level of infinity.
Sure enough, the balance of victory gradually tilted, and the vicious snake god seemed to have taken the initiative, blasting Mr. Ghost away again and again.
Mr. Ghost's body was in pieces and he could no longer hold on.
He is a mortal body. If it were not for the constant support and repair of Shura's power, it would have collapsed long ago.
Being able to persist until now is already his limit.
Just when the body collapsed, the red light quickly gathered, vaguely forming a ghost face, and it actually wanted to soar into the sky.
"Can you run away?"
Countless vines rushed out of the ground instantly, binding the power of Shura in an instant. Zhang Ziyu had already activated the Ancient Vine Ring.
"Containment"
As the silent words of containment fell, the power of Shura disappeared.