"Don't let him run away!"

Yang Dai ordered that the five empty and unrealized combat powers surrounded the white-clothed monks, and various magics were bombarded one after another. Yang Dai and others quickly left the place to avoid being accidentally injured.

He thought about it, waved the Tianyin Red Apricot Flag again, summoned thirty-five great monsters, leaving five to guard by his side, and the other great monsters rushed to form an encirclement to prevent the white-clothed monk from breaking out of the siege. Even if the great monsters could not beat him, they could delay it.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The demonic power is squandered, and all kinds of magic are falling like rain, flat mountains shake the earth, and within a radius of five miles may be affected.

Wan Tianhao did not fight in close combat, but quickly pulled the bow and shot arrows. The arrow shadow transformed by spiritual power continued to shoot out. His hand was extremely fast, and his left arm raised a afterimage, as if dozens of hands were pulling the bow one after another. Each arrow shadow accurately shot the monk in white. However, Buddhist beads circled around the monk in white, condensed into a golden bell phantom to block all attacks.

Very strong defense!

The old demon of the black shade turned into a black fog and spread rapidly, isolating the empty battlefield and preventing the white-clothed monk from escaping.

Yang Dai was very decisive. Now, even if the monk in white wants to leave his soul and escape, it is too late. He either relies on his hard power to break through the siege or wait for death.

"Amitabha!"

The monk in white suddenly shouted, his robe was motivated, and a golden Buddha condensed from his body. The Buddha was hundreds of feet tall and magnificent and domineering.

Wan Tianhao suddenly stopped, but he kept pulling the bow and was accumulating strength.

The Qingxian, the Black-Heart Holy Lord, and the Demon King, who was recently subdued, besieged the white-clothed monk. Although he could not break the defense, he could not escape. The Black Yin Old Demon occasionally slashed out monster thunder and lightning in the demon fog.

Ten breaths later, Wan Tianhao suddenly shot an arrow, which passed through the ear of the Black-Hearted Holy Lord and directly penetrated the golden Buddha and the shadow of the golden bell.

"puff--"

The monk in white suffered a severe injury and spat out a blood arrow, but he quickly stabilized his body, bit his fingers, drew a talisman in the void, and a yellow talisman appeared in front of him, and evil ghost figures flew out from the talisman, as if breaking through the seal, and the battle continued.

Yang Dai felt relieved when he saw this.

Stay stable!

The monk in white will definitely die unless he hits the level of crushing.

Yin people are the least afraid of consumption!

Yang Dai began to educate the Yin people around him and said, "Did you see it? This is a team battle. The old monster of the black yin sets up friendships to prevent the enemy from escaping. Wan Tianhao is responsible for the output, and the other three big monsters are responsible for pulling, which is to restrain the enemy. In the future, you will have to do this. There is no absolute certainty. Never fight alone. Our biggest advantage is that there are many people and we must give full play to this."

The Yin people nodded to you, agreeing deeply.

The demon kings agree most because they died like this.

After one stick of incense.

"I hate it!"

A shrill roar resounded throughout the sky, and a golden light penetrated the black fog, towered into the clouds, and disappeared.

Yang Dai frowned.

No, that made him run away?

The black mist dissipated, and the Black-Hearted Holy Lord flew over with the body of the monk in white.

Other Yin people flew back quickly.

"He is dead, but before he died, he obviously used some means, which might be a message." Wan Tianhao said with a frown.

The Black-Hearted Holy Lord threw the body of the monk in white to the ground, and Bao Jie skillfully came over to touch the corpse.

Yang Dai immediately began to absorb his soul.

Within two minutes, his soul-sucking was successful and his senses were greatly enhanced.

He immediately summoned the monk in white.

The monk in white was stunned and looked at his body beside him, and he was even more shocked.

Bao Jie looked up and smiled at him, revealing two rows of white teeth, making him even more speechless.

"What did you do before you die?" Yang Dai asked, expressionless.

The monk in white replied: "The special method of the Ghost God Temple can transmit the scenes I saw before my death back to the Ghost God Temple."

Qingxian raised his eyebrows and asked, "In other words, we are likely to be chased by the Ghost Gods Hall?"

The monk in white said, "That's right, we sent back the information before the detailed work of the Shifang Sect. After learning about the master's talent, we kept planning to capture the master. I happened to meet him. However, because of the real person of Tiansu, I dared not approach him rashly. Until I found that the ghost cultivator had slaughtered monsters recently, I realized that the master might have been separated from the real person of Tiansu, so I came to take a look. In fact, if I didn't pass the information before I died, the Palace of Ghosts and Gods would keep staring at the master."

Yang Dai asked him to introduce himself to the Ghost and Gods Temple.

He is called Ghost Monk, and his cultivation level is at the eighth level of Kongwujing. He is an inner disciple of the Ghost God Temple. The Ghost God Temple is a great sect of demonic paths that have been built in a wilderness for thousands of years. It is far from the Ten Directions Sects, so it is rare to hear the whereabouts of the Ghost God Temple in this area.

The human cultivation forces in the wilderness are divided into the right path, the devil path, and the neutral power. The Ten-Planet Sect is a neutral power. However, in the eyes of the ghost monk, the Ten-Planet Sect has declined, and is not as powerful as the divine sword Tiandao next to it.

Of course, the wilderness is so big that even the ghost monk has never set foot in. Perhaps there are still unimaginable giants. The Ten Directions Sects can still be established in this day, which must be not as simple as imagined.

When the Ghost Monk mentioned more than a dozen major forces comparable to the Ten Directions Sects, Yang Dai was deeply moved.

This is definitely an intermediate map.

As for the advanced map, it is still early. In the competition between all races, there are 100,000 human races around the world, which is the advanced map.

The Black-Hearted Holy Lord reached out and touched the bald head of the ghost monk, and smiled and said, "Do you have any enemies? You can introduce them to us and we will help you get revenge."

The ghost monk shook him back and said angrily: "Don't touch me, help me take revenge?"

etc!

The ghost monk's eyes lit up and he instantly understood the thoughts of the Black-Heart Holy Lord.

Anyway, he is dead and has become a ghost slave, so why not take more cues?

The ghost monk looked at Yang Dai and said, "I do have enemies, they are..."

Yang Dai listened carefully and soon became speechless.

This guy actually said hundreds of names in one breath.

Are you trying to bring warmth?

"Send you to beat them then." Yang Dai said with a smile.

The ghost monk asked, "Can they help me?"

"Of course, I only use the group fight."

"That's good, I thank you, Master, hehe."

"hey-hey."

The Yin people laughed together, and fell into Yang Dai's eyes. They were really a group of demons.

Little did he know that his smile was equally evil.

In order to avoid being found by the Ghost Gods Temple, Yang Dai immediately left with the Ghost Monk's storage bag.

On the way, he emptied the things inside and threw the storage bag into the woods.

What if this storage bag can be tracked?

Be careful!

After a few hours, it became dark and Yang Dai also stepped down.
Chapter completed!