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April 17 decisive battle ahead of schedule

"good!"

Xuanbei and other monks saw that the raid on their side had worked. Not only did they see that the phantom successfully entered the blood pool, but they also became more and more solid. Even the old ghosts were blocked by the five-colored light shield, and they were unable to rescue them in a hurry.

The monks knew that since the mission had been completed, they would not leave now, so they quickly pinched the Sumi-escape Talisman in their hands. Suddenly, they all threw themselves towards their own formation like meteors.

"Want to leave?"

Many old ghosts all looked ugly. Unexpectedly, humans were so insidious that they wanted to completely cut off their backs. But they just didn't investigate and actually fell into the trap of humans.

This also made them pour all this hatred onto these streams of light.

However, this Sumilius Exorcism Talisman is indeed magical. It can only be seen that it is like a rainbow bridge flying out of the human formation. Each rainbow bridge leads a monk who has crushed the talisman and retreats quickly towards his own formation.

But even so, how could all the old ghosts be easy?

They just didn't react before, but now once they reacted and all the means were used, many Hongqiaos led by the formation were immediately interrupted.

"ah!"

Just in front of Qian Yunsheng, he saw a dark claw penetrated into a rainbow bridge, and immediately pinched a monk from the rainbow bridge. He ignored the monk's various protective magic weapons and directly crushed him.

The monk didn't even have time to react. He could just call out the word "ah", and there was no sound.

"It's bitter!"

Qian Yunsheng also secretly complained when he saw this terrible scene. He had no better way than asking his heart bead in his hand.

Therefore, he could only pray silently in his heart and continue to rush towards the formation.

But the black claws seemed to be ecstasy, and every move would inevitably lead to a life.

In addition, the screams of "ah" came from elsewhere, which made Qian Yunsheng feel that every inch of time was extremely difficult. Looking at the short distance between himself and the formation, it was like a natural barrier at this moment.

"Don't chase after me, it's important to break this place quickly!"

Seeing the flowing lights flying closer and closer to the formation, although the old ghosts vented their anger and killed more than a dozen human monks, it was useless to solve the current situation.

Therefore, the black-armored man then spoke and summoned the old ghosts together, wanting to try whether he could shake the five-colored light shields and prevent the statue of the God Garula from really condensed in the blood pool.

Just as the old ghosts gathered together to discuss, the monks on Qian Yunsheng were finally taken back without any danger.

Although this trip seemed to be a victory in the end, for Qian Yunsheng, the feeling of losing his life at any time still made him speechless.

However, he also knew that this was not the time to care about this. Although he wore a mask when he was in contact with the old ghosts, that mask was no different from not carrying it to the old ghosts.

Although he felt that in the chaos just now, he had the Taoist talisman and the Sumeru Exit talisman to cover it, he might not have been discovered by the old ghosts that he was actually a fake black envoy.

But after all, under the current situation, the further away from the battlefield, the better. Who knows if something unexpected happens? If an old ghost really notices his appearance and becomes suspicious, it will really affect Hai Lanzhu's plan.

Just when Qian Yunsheng secretly cursed Xuande and the mysterious god, causing him to have no time to make more preparations.

I heard a "boom!" sound, and in the direction of the blood pool, it seemed like the void was broken, and countless black gas surged and exploded, like a demon coming.

I saw that above the five-colored light shield, the huge black gas was like a rolling black cloud, emitting an abyss-like aura, eroding towards the colorful light shield below.

These black gases were like centipede octopus lying on the light shield and sucking. The strange hands formed by countless hostility opened or closed, and they completely crushed the colorful light shield.

"vomit!"

This incident happened so suddenly. The Abbot Chan Jing, who was originally sitting on the high platform, was like his natal magic weapon being shattered, vomiting out a large pool of blood. Suddenly, his whole body became depressed.

And like Qian Yunsheng, the many monks who were fortunate to have escaped from the sky, suddenly became gloomy when they saw this shocking scene.

Even Qian Yunsheng forgot to hide quickly, and don’t be discovered by the old ghost opposite him, and Wen Xinzhu said in surprise:

"According to the fact that the abbot of the head sect was extremely successful this raid, why did the situation suddenly reverse? "

Wen Xinzhu said in a deep voice: "You forgot that those old ghosts have a huge number of demon spirit sons in their hands!"

"Originally, these demon spirits were probably the old ghosts who wanted to surprise Leiyin Temple, so they kept pressing them to no avail. Unexpectedly, when Leiyin Temple came to them like this, they forced them to use it first."

"So that's it!" Qian Yunsheng finally suddenly said: "I understand it all at once. It seems that Leiyin Temple's action this time is not a complete failure. At least it forces the old ghosts to make a backup plan."

Seeing Qian Yunsheng reacting, Wen Xinzhu continued to snort:

"However, Leiyin Temple paid such a great price and actually sacrificed such an amazing statue of gods, but it still failed to eventually leave many old ghosts. I'm afraid that the authority of Zen Jing in the temple will be given a discount."

Qian Yunsheng shook his head and analyzed: "No, although they fought against the ghost, they seemed to have not taken the advantage they deserved."

"And that statue was only half solidified, not completely solidified. But after all, it still had a great impact on the entry and exit of the ghosts in the blood pool."

"I think this battle can be regarded as a tragic victory in Leiyin Temple."

"After all, with the consumption of so many demon spirits from the old ghosts, with our understanding of the potential of the ghost land and the real situation of the old ghosts, their hopes of defeating Leiyin Temple will be even more slim."

"That's true!" After hearing Qian Yunsheng's analysis, Wen Xinzhu rarely agreed:

"The key is that there is an uncertain factor like Saint Gu in the ghost field. It can be said that after today, the ghost field's blood pool raid has basically been destined to have completely failed."

"Although from the perspective of Leiyin Temple, I feel that their actions have not been completely successful and are a failure. But as time goes by, they can still wake up. What they are doing today is to completely advance the decisive battle!"

"That's it!" Qian Yunsheng also agreed.

At this time, the monks also woke up from their initial shock. Under Xuanbei's leadership, they hurriedly retreated out of the formation in an orderly manner according to the original plan.

Qian Yunsheng also walked and said to Wen Xinzhu:

"So, even if the authority of the leader of Zen and Jing will be a little damaged temporarily, with the end of the Blood Pool War, the authority of the leader will probably be re-established."

"It should be as expected." Wen Xinzhu said in a muffled voice:

"But after this matter, we must also prepare for the matter of going to the small world of Huangquan."

"I believe that with today's incident, the time for the Saint Aunt to take action will probably be ahead of schedule. It should be eagerly looking forward to us going on!"

Qian Yunsheng said with a secret smile:
Chapter completed!
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