"Don't worry about him, let's go!"

Zhan Wuque secretly transmitted a voice.

"Master, why don't we return the blood crystal to him, otherwise when Emperor Xia catches up, he will definitely die." An Lan felt a little reluctant.

"You're thinking too simple. In the world of warriors, are there less intrigue and intrigue?"

"Give him the Blood Crystal, I'm afraid we will be the first one to die!"

Zhan Wuque said coldly.

This old man is the highest among the many prisoners. Once he is allowed to recover his cultivation, he can easily deal with them even if he only recovers 10% of his life.

At that time, the old man will definitely treat them as stepping stones so that he can escape by himself.

At the critical moment of life and death, what is the little life-saving grace that Zhan Wuque has given him? Besides, the two are just a deal.

The old man told Zhan Wuque to Jingwu that Zhan Wuque let him out. Now that the transaction has been completed, the two have nothing to do with each other.

Zhan Wuque could not hand over his life to others!

"Catch my arm!"

Zhan Wuque took out the Dunjia Plate, and a gray light immediately appeared under his feet. He took a step forward and the three of them immediately disappeared from the spot.

"The power of the earth master?"

The old man couldn't help but be stunned.

"Damn little beast!"

He was so angry that he cursed, and had to change direction and continue to run away.

After half a cup of tea, Emperor Xia chased him to the ground.

His face was gloomy and there was still a lot of blood stains on his dragon robe.

The escaped prisoners were basically dead at his hands, but one of them ran away by chance.

That is, the old man who makes a deal with Zhan Wuque.

"Li Xiuyuan actually let him run away. It's so damn, damn it!!"

Emperor Xia yelled in anger.

"Jingwu is gone, the person who comes may have something to do with Xiaomingsi!"

Emperor Xia did not see Zhan Wuque and An Lan, so he could only speculate in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of An Lan.

"It shouldn't be her. The blood prison is so secretive. The person who came must be very proficient in the formation. Which old monster is it?!"

"Who is it!"

Emperor Xia was furious.

The key is that all the blood crystals were taken away by that man. His preparations over the years were like a waste of water from a bamboo basket.

Emperor Xia let go of his spiritual sense and swept around, but found no clues. In the end, he had to give up unwillingly.

After returning to the palace, he immediately sent someone to Xiaoming Temple to investigate.

If Jingwu returns to Xiaoming Temple, it means that the person who breaks the blood prison is related to Jingwu. As long as you grasp Jingwu, you can find the real murderer.

On the other hand, he also sent someone to investigate the Yuansheng Church.

Because, the escaped old man Li Xiuyuan is the leader of the Yuansheng Sect!

"The blood crystal must be recovered, and the secret of the blood array must not be revealed!"

"No matter who you are, you will definitely kill you!"

Emperor Xia clenched his fist violently, and his powerful aura shook the eunuchs and palace maids who were caught off guard into blood mist.

...

At the foot of Xiaomingsi Mountain.

Zhan Wuque is saying goodbye to Jingwu.

"Master Jingwu, it's best to avoid the limelight after going back this time."

Zhan Wuquedao.

They made a blood prison, and Emperor Xia must be almost mad. If Emperor Xia learned the truth, even if Xiaoming Temple had been named a national temple by Emperor Tang, Emperor Xia would not dare to do anything on the surface and would definitely make trouble in secret.

"Amitabha, the little monk understands the meaning of the donor's words."

Jingwu double ten in ten, "I would like to thank the donor for his life-saving grace this time."

"This incident happened because of me, so I naturally cannot stand by and watch."

Zhan Wuque shook his head and signaled that Jingwu didn't have to care.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the main temple of Xiaoming Temple.

It can be seen from afar that a group of people are fighting.

One of them is Jingkong and others from Xiaomingsi.

The one who takes the lead is Koni.

There are also a group of monks on the opposite side, and the monk's robes worn are somewhat similar to those of Xiaoming Temple.

"Amitabha Buddha is from Daming Temple, and the little monk has to go and support him!"

Jingwu said that he was about to set off, but was stopped by Zhan Wuque.

"Master Jingwu, your identity is now sensitive. Once your whereabouts are exposed, it may cause unnecessary trouble to Xiaomingsi."

"Amitabha, it's the little monk who is reckless!"

Only then did Jingwu remember that he could not appear in front of outsiders yet.

If Emperor Xia learned about it, he would definitely come and catch him back just by blood prison!

At that time, not only Xiaomingsi, but also Zhan Wuque will be exposed.

"An Lan, come with me, Master Jingwu, you will stay here for the time being and wait for our news."

Zhan Wuquedao.

"Amitabha."

Jingwu stayed.

In this special period, he can only avoid the limelight.

Zhan Wuque and An Lan looked at each other and flew towards the main temple.

By the time the two arrived, the battle was coming to an end.

In other words, the combat power of both sides is not on the same level at all.

Kong Nie, the old monk who is the largest and the only martial master, is lying quietly in Jingkong's arms, his eyes closed and his breath is as if he is a wandering spring.

"Master Kong Nie!"

Zhan Wuque immediately fell down, reached out and sighed, and said intimately that it was broken.

Master Kong Nie's life is rapidly losing, and now he is powerless to turn things around!

Master Kong Nie has not had much lifespan. He just now had a strong move, which damaged his vitality. Even if Zhan Wuque is helpless now, he is helpless.

"Fight the donor!"

Jingkong's face was filled with sadness and anger, and a hint of helplessness.

"Amitabha, fight for the donor, Xiao Mingsi owes you a great favor," Kong Nie suddenly opened his eyes and his face showed a red light.

"Uncle Master!"

Jingkong and others couldn't help but shout.

They knew that Kong Nirvana was a return to light.

"Amitabha, senior brother, if you listened to junior brother early, how could you be so far?"

A seemingly kind fat monk said.

His eyebrows were snow-white and connected together, very long and hung under his chin.

His Buddha's name is Kong Xuan, Junior Brother Kong Nie. He was once a native of Xiaoming Temple. Later, he turned to Daming Temple. He just took action and defeated Kong Nie in just two moves.

"Amitabha, junior brother, Daming Temple has become a demonic path. I hope you can get lost as soon as possible!"

Kong Ni recited the Buddha's name and sat up.

"Just, you can't even protect yourself, so come and care about me!"

Kong Xuan sneered, "When you die, this Xiaoming Temple is my Daming Temple!"

"It just so happens that Xiaoming Temple and Daming Temple have long been related. Now it is the will of God!"
To be continued...