Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng was anxious. He tried to send the letter talismans, but they were blocked. He knew that the guardian must have issued an extremely powerful ban outside, and they were completely trapped here.

It's like a turtle in a jar.

At present, Jiang Cheng can only think of a way to recover from his injuries before he will do anything in the future.

The Demon Slaughter Camp came very quickly. They were different from ordinary soldiers. Each of the soldiers in the Demon Slaughter Camp had a qi refining realm and was blessed by many magical tools. Therefore, walking like the wind, even if it was hundreds of miles away, it could be as good as a horse that could come in a thousand miles.

Outside the ruined temple, the peace was soon broken, countless footsteps sounded, the earth shook, and dust flew. When the dust dispersed, there were already dark soldiers from the demon-slaughter camp outside the ruined temple. The dark armor seemed to be perfectly integrated with the surrounding night. At this moment, the heavy rain had already stopped, and a total of ten thousand soldiers from the demon-slaughter camp were arranged neatly, waiting for Shangguan's order.

The power of one soldier cannot beat a lion and a tiger, but the power of ten thousand soldiers is enough to shake the sky.

Looking at the tens of thousands of soldiers below, the Duke of the National Guard was extremely proud. If he was just a monk, even if he had a high level of cultivation, he would not have such power.

But now, as long as he let the puppet emperor give a order, the tens of thousands of soldiers will obey his own words.

In this way, why bother to refine some puppets or spend any effort to practice magic? As long as you have this power in your hand, you can crush all your enemies with one order.

At this time, the officers of the Demon-Slaying Camp rode out, then came to the Duke of Guru, dismounted and knelt down: "The official is to pay homage to the Duke of Guru."

"No gift!" The Duke of the National Guard was proud and then said: "Today we mobilize you to eliminate the treason thieves. They have been forced by me to the ruined temple, and there are even more cultivators with high cultivation. You need to kill all this group of people without leaving any one."

"The officer takes the order!" The officer said nothing, and did not doubt that he was a soldier, and he only listened to Shangguan's orders. Besides, it was not difficult for them to eliminate a few thieves and rebels.

"It should be noted that among these thieves, there are many monks, including Jiang Cheng from the former Guguosi. This man has already made a pill, and there are several other monks, most likely, there are also the Nascent Soul Realm." Guguosi reminded him at this time.

When the officer heard this, he showed disdain on his face.

"So what about the Nascent Soul? Our demon-slaying camp has killed the Nascent Soul."

Obviously, the soldiers of the Demon-Slaying Camp had enough confidence in their own strength.

The officer returned to the formation and issued an order.

The next moment, tens of thousands of soldiers shouted at the same time: "Kill!"

The sound shook the world.

The invisible murderous aura seemed to be stormy, sweeping away. In the ruined temple, the guards brought by Fu Xuan were replaced by this murderous aura and fainted directly.

Even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage could not resist it, and some even shook their bodies, then spurted out blood, and their spirits were depressed.

Obviously, the pronunciation of the word "kill" is a method of ten thousand people. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the impact it will be.

Even Jiang Cheng, a cultivator in Jiedan Realm, had not healed his old wounds at this moment, and was shocked by the sound of killing. He immediately spurted out a mouthful of black blood and almost fell down.

The Fu family and son, Fu Xuan, almost fainted, but his father Fu Yu seemed to have used some means to resist the murderous invasion for his son, which was fine.

As for Ji Qitian, he was also slightly stunned and looked up.

Although the pronunciation of the word "kill" cannot hurt Ji Qitian, it can also shock his mind and feel discomfort.

And now, this is just the beginning.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The shouts of the outer demon-slaughter camp were wave after wave, and each word of killing seemed to be like countless swords and slashing on the body. Several monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage finally couldn't resist and fainted.

Jiang Cheng sprayed blood again at this moment, and couldn't help but say, "This is the sound of the Tiangang Killing God in the Demon Slaying Camp. There are thirty-six syllables in total. One section is stronger than one section. It corresponds to the number of Tiangang. After reading all of them, even if a monk in the elixir can die, the elixir will be broken. Even if it is a Yuanying, the elixir will be broken by the sound of the character "kill", and there is no possibility of improving in the cultivation level."

This was obviously said to Ji Qitian.

Obviously, Jiang Cheng hoped Ji Qitian to help, but he didn't know that Ji Qitian was not the Nascent Soul he thought, so the thirty-six killing gods of Tiangang did not have any threat to Ji Qitian.

But at this moment, Xu You, who was sitting cross-legged without any breath, was awakened by the sound of the God of Killing and opened his eyes.

Xu You's soul was unable to withstand the power of the Heavenly Realm magic sword because of his mysterious voice before, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

But about this, the mysterious voice made a mistake.

Xu You experienced a thousand-time ghost disaster. Although his soul was strong, he was still damaged. This time he fell asleep and would have to wake up, it would take at least ten years.

It is also because of this that Xu You seemed to have no life before and was still sleeping.

It was just by the will of heaven that tens of people in the Demon Slaying Camp used the sound of the Tiangang Killing Divine Magic at the same time, but instead awakened Xu You's soul that had been sleeping for ten years.

At this moment, Xu You was dizzy and felt that the sound was distracting. He threw something out with his hand.

That was a magic weapon refined by Xu You.

Thunder of horror.

The thunder broke out from the top and exploded a hundred feet high. In an instant, the thunder sound shook the sky, suppressing the killing sound of ten thousand people. Not only that, the sound of the thunder sounded the soldiers in the Demon Slaying Camp shocked and dizzy.

Not to mention the ten thousand soldiers, even the Duke of the National Guard was shocked. Even though he was knowledgeable, he had never seen a magic weapon like the Soul-Shock Thunder. Speaking of which, this was a thunder sound magic weapon created by Xu You, which was specially used to clear the heart and wake up the soul.

This time, Xu You woke up completely under the shock of thunder again.

"How could I be here?" Xu You looked around and recalled carefully. He only remembered that he was in the Artifact Sect, so he asked the mysterious voice to refine the eight-foot Dragon Soul Sword together.

But then, he knew nothing, and when he woke up, he was in a dilapidated temple.

Outside, the general of the Demon Slaying Camp responded immediately by the thunder of the horror.

"Soldiers, follow my order, draw the bow, release the spirit rockets, and force the thieves inside out out of the ruined temple!" With the order from the officer, tens of thousands of soldiers immediately took down a black bow from behind.

In addition to the black bow, there are three arrows in their quiver.

One arrow was red all over, like a flame, with two left, the arrows were serrated and dark all over.
Chapter completed!