A Dead Clan said: "The Demon Ancestor's battle body is strong, and the holy soul and mental power may be weaknesses. Let's use the power of death to attack her holy soul and spirit together."

Just when the eight supreme great saints in the Temple of Death released the power of death at the same time.

Gu Shijing had already penetrated the torrent of the war sword and reached the nearest to the chasing wind.

Jian Lingfeng's face changed drastically. The formation master was most afraid of close combat, not to mention that the other party had cultivated the Demon Ancestor's battle body. He clearly felt the monstrous murderous aura and infinite magic power emitted by the stunning woman on the opposite side.

The staff in Jinglingfeng's hand is a treasure that is even more precious than the sacred weapon of the Seven Yuan King, and is called the "Xuanwu Staff".

The staff is snake-shaped, with sharp scales, and a fist-sized turtle on top.

Similar to Xuanwu.

At this critical moment of life and death, Jinglingfeng clamped his hand tightly with the staff and wiped it down.

The sharp scales cut his palms and a large amount of holy blood flowed out.

The Xuanwu Staff absorbed the blood of the calcined wind, and the light suddenly surged, and the turtle on the top of the Staff lit up his eyes.

The calendered wind hit the staff heavily to the ground.

"Wow!"

A defensive formation lit up at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third...

Eight formations are stacked up in layers, connecting the array patterns between them, forming a Xuanwu that is ten feet long.

Gu Shi Jing punched the Xuanwu with a punch, and the eight formations were operated at the same time, bounced back. There was also a large amount of lightning and lightning that surged out of the formation and struck her.

Jianlingfeng stood in the center of Xuanwu, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled and said, "Even the pseudo-god formation, even if the pseudo-god can withstand it for a while, don't waste your energy!"

Gu Shejing was about to take action when the power of the eight supreme saints of the Death Temple fell on her.

The power of death was like a curse, and it was invisible and directly attacked her holy soul and spirit.

"I really don't know what's wrong. I, Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm, have a lineage to cultivate my mind and practice it in unison. With your strength of death mind, I want to attack me?"

Gu Shejing turned around, stared at them, and said, "The demon in heaven, the demon underground, is stronger in my inner demon. The stronger the demon in my heart, the stronger I will be."

"The inner demon backfires!"

The next moment, the eight supreme saints of the Death Temple who were exerting their power of death, except for the true emperor Yuanshu, screamed shrillly.

One of them was even more crazy, scratching his skull, his face full of blood and extremely ferocious, and rushed under the altar, not knowing where he rushed.

Yuan Qianmo and Wu Ma Jiuxing, who were in the fierce battle, were finally alarmed.

The two stopped immediately.

One person made a long and long roar, and the other made a harsh sound of swords to intimidate the Guzhui above.

Gu Shejing looked at the two lights and shadows flying rapidly from below, pointed to Clay Wind, and said, "I hope you can hide in the formation all the time, otherwise I will do my best to let you die without a place to bury you."

"Wow!"

Gu Shi Jing broke through the air and was the first to climb to the top of the huge stone altar.

Then, she seemed to have seen something incredible, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes.

The pricking Feng let out a long breath, and the holy robe on his body was soaked with sweat.

Zhang Ruochen looked upwards and felt that Gu Shijing became extremely unfamiliar. He said solemnly: "Before climbing, set up a formation first. It is also the hand of the world. Your Cairo Earth Master's method should not be weaker than the chasing wind, right?"

"I was practicing in the first formation of the holy land formation destruction palace of the Heavenly Court. How could Cure Wind be compared with me?"

Although the Cairo Earth Division said this, she was also shocked by the combat power that Gu Shejing had just exploded, and immediately carefully arranged a defensive formation at the bottom of the box.

As soon as the formation is complete, it immediately turns into a camel-like beast dozens of feet long.

The three of them and the blood wolf were all standing inside the camel.

The camel ran wildly, climbed the huge stone altar, and reached the top.

...

"I didn't expect that this successor from Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm actually practiced the Demon Ancestor's Battle Body and the Inner Demon Backfire Technique, causing the Death Temple to lose three supreme saints in a row." Yuan Qianmo said.

He has helped the seven supreme saints of the Temple of Death to resolve the inner demons that invaded their bodies.

In addition to the True Emperor Yuanshu, the other six supreme saints and holy souls all suffered varying degrees of injuries and were difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Yuan Qianmo and the monks from the Temple of Death almost climbed to the top of the huge stone altar together with the formation camel.
Chapter completed!