Han Ye couldn't help asking: "Have you found it?"
Jing Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head.
"Feel sorry!"
"It doesn't matter." The little monk clasped his hands together, with a calm and solemn expression, "Master once said that everything is up to fate, and nothing can be forced. I have gotten used to it over the years."
Get used to hearing the news and looking for it.
However, it was always found that it was just a joy in vain.
Chang Lao smiled gently: "The Great Compassion Temple has been saving all sentient beings these years, with compassion in mind. I believe that good people will be rewarded with good things, and one day they will find Master Wuche."
boom! !
Chang Lao's voice hadn't finished yet, when suddenly the ground trembled violently.
In fact, because there were so many ghouls jumping around, there was a slight vibration from the ground all the time.
But this time the tremor was completely different.
Everyone looked up.
"God! This... this is not true!"
"Why are there fourth-order ghouls?"
Outside the Formless Formation, two gigantic ghouls like mountains stood there.
The cloudy eyes are staring at everyone here.
Han Ye glanced around, and suddenly his face changed drastically: "Where are the corpses of the two fourth-order ghouls?"
When everyone saw it, they were also shocked: "That's right! The corpses of those two fourth-order ghouls were still lying there just now? Why did they disappear?"
"Didn't they just die?"
"Could it be that fourth-order ghouls cannot be killed?"
"Then... then what should we do? Isn't it a dead end for us?"
With a wave of Jing Yuan's hand, the Phaseless Golden Bowl fell into his hands.
Spiritual consciousness was poured into the golden bowl, and the formless formation that had enveloped the surrounding area disappeared immediately.
Countless ghouls were screaming and about to rush in.
The people inside suddenly became a mess.
Quite a few people have already let out shrill screams and are about to flee in embarrassment.
"Everyone, please listen to the poor monk's words!"
Holding the golden bowl in his hand, Jing Yuan said loudly: "Don't be flustered, form a team and try to ensure that you are not hurt by the ghouls."
"As for these two giant ghouls, the poor monk will fight with all his might."
"Since the poor monk promised that the emperor and the demon will protect you, he will never break his promise."
He pursed his thin lips with a cold expression.
At this time, that slightly immature face revealed a trace of majesty that made people want to pay homage.
The panicked crowd gradually calmed down because of his words.
At this time, Han Ye also shouted loudly: "Those whose cultivation base is below the Golden Immortal, gather around me."
Tianhe snorted, and also shouted: "The demons who are not strong enough, roll over and hide obediently, don't get in the way!"
In a short while, the originally chaotic situation was stabilized.
The panic in everyone's hearts gradually subsided.
In the corner, Mu Liuyun looked at this scene, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Do you think this is the end? No, this is just... just the beginning."
He raised his head and looked at the huge crack, and for the first time hoarse excitement was present in his soft voice: "I never thought that Di Ming Jue and Jun Shitian could be wiped out so easily... I really want to thank... Believe in the master." I will definitely be happy to see this scene, hahahaha... "
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The situation was gradually under control, and Jing Yuan just breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a strange energy fluctuation came, which made the mana in his body stagnate.
Jing Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly surged up.
Just now in the crack of Tianzhu, before he was injured, he felt this extremely strange energy fluctuation.