As the talisman was torn off, the chains and shackles suddenly burst out with bright rays of light, and a mysterious aura spread out from the chains, making everyone present feel a sense of palpitations.

Chiman and Meiyou's faces changed drastically.

"not good!"

Chi Man exerted his might and shook everyone away with his fist force. His figure flashed backwards and soon retreated to the center of the tomb.

Everyone did not pursue immediately, and they all looked at each other intently.

Chiman looked pale and his body trembled slightly, as if he was suffering.

In contrast, Meiyou looks even more miserable.

The woman's seven orifices were covered with green blood, her hair was dispersed, and her body was shaking like a sieve, as if she was being tortured.

"Ah!" Meiyou couldn't bear it in the end and let out a shrill scream.

"Madam, how are you? Is it okay?" Chiman said worriedly.

"Husband, I...I'm in such a pain!"

Meiyou hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face between her arms, and her shoulders could not stop trembling.

When the monks from the Tao and Confucian schools saw this scene from afar, they couldn't help but look happy.

After tearing off a talisman, they could clearly feel that Chiman's aura had weakened a lot, and there was no longer the oppressive feeling that was before.

It seems that these mysterious shackles suppressed part of his strength!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, I have to admire your eyesight. You can even find such weakness!" Mo Wuyan praised sincerely.

"This..." Shen Biyou was slightly stunned.

This weakness was told by Liu Xundao's voice transmission, but after looking at Liu Xundao, he didn't seem to want him to tell this, so he could only admit it with a bit of anger.

"Exceeded!" Shen Biyou smiled.

After this battle, the two factions of Taoism and Confucianism worked together to overcome difficulties, and the gap between the two sides seemed to have been reduced a lot.

Wu Chou said loudly: "This person's strength has been weakened. If you are no match for our seven, it is better to fight quickly and completely suppress him!"

"Young brother, don't worry, let's be more stable. We will tear the remaining two talismans together to see how he fights back!" Mo Wuyan said lightly.

"Don't make sense for fellow Taoists." Shen Biyou also agreed with his decision.

The seven of them stood in one position and surrounded Chiman in the middle, obviously not planning to let him go.

Chiman's face was pale, but his anger remained unabashed.

At this time, looking around, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Madam, it's time for us, so we probably have no choice."

This sentence has no beginning or end, but Meiyou understood it as soon as he heard it.

A pale smile appeared on her soft face: "Oh... that man had already calculated everything, so he left a backup plan in advance, even my husband and I were under his plan."

When Chiman heard this, he laughed: "Madam, don't worry. If it weren't for that man's supernatural powers, how could we leave the realm of reincarnation? It was just a little sacrifice. I believe he would not betray us and would definitely fulfill his promise. ”

Meiyou sighed softly: "You are the master of your husband."

Chiman no longer hesitated, stretched out his food, and his middle fingers actually penetrated his heart hard.

The next moment, emerald green blood dripped from his heart.

The blood seemed endless and spread rapidly around, covering the other nine black coffins in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, although the monks from the Tao and Confucian schools did not understand what Chiman’s purpose was, they had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"It seems... I'm really right that fellow Taoist Wu said. We can't seek stability. We must fight quickly, otherwise it will change if we are late!" Chen Biyou said in a deep voice.

The other six people are all experienced and can see Chiman's thoughts at a glance.

This person must have some special means, but it has caused great harm to himself. He has not used it before, and is still ready to give it a try.

"Do it!"

A flash of light flashed in Mo Wuyan's eyes, "Nirvana Talent" was sacrificed, and the silent law enveloped the center of the tomb.

At the same time, the black and crow's sword light, the Xuanqing fairy spirit of Shen Biyou, and the yellow sand and Houtu of Ximenhai... also came from all directions.

The seven people took action at the same time, trying to kill Chiman.

The aura of Chiman was no longer as good as before, but when faced with the joint siege of seven people, his face was still unruly, and he laughed: "Tao, the two Confucian schools gathered together, but unfortunately they all wanted to be buried here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lid of the nine black coffins around him suddenly opened.

Nine figures jumped out of the coffin at the same time!

"There are still helpers?"

Chen Biyou, Mo Wuyan and others were shocked, obviously not expecting this situation to happen.

You know, a Chiman has caused them great trouble. If there are other helpers, this battle will undoubtedly be defeated!

"What's wrong..."

Chen Biyou quickly calmed down.

If Chiman had any helpers, why didn’t he come out at the beginning?
Chapter completed!