"Those puppets can only exert the power of the virtual realm. It seems that they are made by the Supreme Taboo specifically for the Road to Underworld. They are really powerful. I can only deal with five of them." The person who said this is none other than
The most supreme being in China, the God of Swords, Yan Wudi.
He was in a very miserable state at the moment. There were several wounds on his chest, thighs, and back that were deep enough to show the bones. They were simply bandaged with bandages.
His face was pale, his pupils were a little dilated, and his soul was obviously seriously injured.
"In that battle, fortunately, Senior Yan Wudi and you fought hard to drag the auxiliary temple of the temple, otherwise, there would be no chance of us surviving," said a man sitting on the ground.
"That man is so powerful. It can be said that he broke the suppression of the virtual realm. It's unbelievable. Ahem."
Not far away, a similarly scarred young man sat cross-legged. Hearing someone mention that man, he opened his eyes. His face was as pale as Yan Wudi's, and his eyes were a little distracted.
He is none other than Jiang Yao, whom Zhang Cheng has been looking for. As a natural totem with unparalleled talent, he has never been so weak since he followed Zhang Cheng.
"If it weren't for the damn soul curse of the temple, wouldn't we be their opponents? Every time they take action, they activate the soul curse to attack you, making us busy dealing with it. Despicable!"
Many people showed angry expressions. The reason why they were in such a mess that even Jiang Yaoyan was so injured that she had to hide away from the enemy for a while was because of this reason.
Yan Zhengjie was also seriously injured, but he didn't know why he was obviously better than the others. He said: "No, you underestimate that man too much. Even if it is a fair fight, this man is extremely terrifying. In that battle, we have more
Even if people join forces to deal with him, they are no match for him. In the end, if Senior Wanmo had not gone into a state of madness and stopped the opponent alone, we would not have been able to escape from that man."
He used the honorific title "senior" for Wan Mo. In that battle, Wan Mo sacrificed himself to turn the tide and buy time for everyone to escape, which deserves everyone's respect.
Jiang Yao nodded, convinced: "Yes, this man is too powerful. The deputy master of the temple is incredibly strong, as if he has not been suppressed by the Road to Hell. I think his body is close to the supreme taboo.
Already."
"Thanks to Wan Mo's sacrifice, we were able to escape. But I don't know if he escaped in the end?" Yan Wudi missed his opponent and said.
No one answered the call.
They all know that Wan Mo is afraid of danger. Wan Mo has entered a state of complete madness, and the power of the Demon God's sword is infinite, which is indeed terrifying. It can suppress the opponent for a short time, but the opponent is also powerful and invincible. The result of the contest between the two sides is very not optimistic.
"Senior Sword Demon sacrificed for us. We cannot let him down. We must live and seek revenge from the temple." Chen Xiaolong's wounds were no less than those of the others. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have never hated a group of people so much.
These beasts! We ventured from the secular world to the cultivation world to save the secular world, but we didn't know that we were tricked by our own people. Instead of being hunted down by the people in the cultivation world, we were hunted down by the people in the temple. It turns out that we are the most ruthless."
Yes, it turns out that we are the ones who attack the most ruthlessly. Everyone feels the same way and agrees very much with what Chen Xiaolong said.
"Yan Zhengjie, don't you have anything you can do? As long as the curse on the soul is released and there is no drag on the soul, we can escape even if we lose to the temple." Everyone looked at Yan Zhengjie. Along the way, this former member of the Yan family
The head of the family, the Pope of the Dark Church, showed amazing strength and wisdom.
It was he who discovered the conspiracy of the temple, it was he who saved everyone and turned the tide, and it was the bottle magic weapon in his hand that took them all the way to the second space. It can be said that without him, everyone would have died at the hands of the temple, or
Even if it fell into the hands of the temple, life would be worse than death.
"When Lady Angelina sent us away with the prophecy staff, she gave me the way to undo the curse of the soul, and I told you too. Under normal circumstances, it can be untied by casting spells for half a month. But
Half a month has passed, and it still hasn't been solved, but it has become more serious. That's because the temple is playing tricks behind the scenes, triggering a curse and trying to kill us."
Yan Zhengjie placed a silver staff in his hand, which was wrapped with circles of mysterious lines, which was mysterious and unpredictable. "Fortunately, I have the treasure bottle in my hand, which can temporarily suppress everyone's spiritual curse. Logically speaking,
There will be no major problems with the inner curse for some time to come, but some time ago, the inner curse began to mutate, become more troublesome, and want to kill us. It is precisely because of this that our battle with the temple will continue to be restricted and affected.
Combat strength."
After a pause, he continued: "I speculate that the temple should have done something behind the scenes, causing the curse to mutate, and our souls to be injured."
"But the question is, why is your soul not in trouble?" Someone asked in confusion.
Yan Zhengjie did not hide anything and said frankly: "Let me tell you the truth, even if the spiritual curse breaks out completely or even mutates, there will be no problem with my soul. Because my soul and that vase are already inseparable and inseparable. It will hurt my soul."
, is tantamount to harming the Aquarius. You have already seen its power, so I won’t say more. We are all in the same boat and I have no intention of hiding anything."
Everyone was silent, thinking of Yan Zhengjie's treasure vase.
It is indeed incredibly strong. It was able to kill so many people in the temple in an instant on the Road to the Underworld. When the vase poured out, the tadpole tsunami that appeared made their scalps shiver to this day.
"It's a pity that you can't fully master this vase. And you have to pay a high price every time you use it. Otherwise, we wouldn't be forced into this by the temple. Are we really going to die here? I'm really unwilling to do so.
"Someone said.
"Even if we die, we have attracted the attention of the temple. Liu Zhimi Zhuangzhu and the others have gone to the third space. Perhaps, they have reached the fourth space now. As long as we can get the Nine Heavens Immortal Land, then our hometown earthly world
There is still hope, then our death will not be in vain." A man who lost both hands and a foot coughed and said, his eyes were gloomy, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. The reason why he can persist until now is that he has a completion
The belief in the mission is supporting him to survive.
They divided a small group of people to take away all the magic flowers and headed directly towards the third space, with the target being the seventh space.
"Now that things have happened, even the temple has betrayed the secular world. Can we really be saved in the secular world? If the secular world loses, my parents, brothers, sisters and friends will all become slaves in the cultivation world."