"What about you?" The paranoid's face turned a little red - he couldn't bear the aura of the Taoist monument.

"As long as the monument is here, they can't get close to me," Qu Jianlei said quickly, "Hurry up, don't leave any ink marks!"

Paranoid can feel that the cold atmosphere is getting stronger, but he can't get close to the monument.

At this moment, he didn't care about it anymore and walked directly into the cave.

The others also followed in, leaving only Qu Jianlei and Xizhao outside.

The former can come into close contact with Taoist monuments, while the latter, as a spirit of heaven and earth, has the innate ability to resist heavenly demons.

At this moment, the dark wind was blowing in the house, and even the incense burner was blown to the ground.

But unfortunately, it couldn't get close to the monument and could only keep spinning around.

Qu Jianlei didn't even need to release his spiritual consciousness to know that the cold air had seeped out of the ancestral temple and invaded the surrounding area.

Fortunately, the aura of the Taoist monument was also released, intertwined with the cold aura, and took the upper hand.

The cyclone in the room is the embodiment of the struggle, and it has also spread to the outside world, creating a fierce conflict of energy.

The momentum was so great that the villagers in Xiongjia Village far away had already been alarmed.

They all knew that something had happened to the ancestral temple, but the astonishing pressure and aura prevented them from getting close.

While everyone was speculating on what happened, some thatched sheds had been swept away.
Chapter completed!