The restraints on Elder Min Wei and the others completely disappeared at the moment Wen Zhe was caught by Han Ye, and their strength recovered.
And Muyan finally stopped playing.
Her face was pale without a trace of blood.
The cold sweat dripped and dried on his forehead.
Up to this moment, there is no sweat, only a sickly paleness.
She knew that this time her body wasted too much.
I'm afraid it will take at least a month to barely recover.
The same is true for third senior brother Chu Moli.
But it's all worth it.
In the mustard space that is involuntary and controlled by others, Chu Moli, who is good at spells, is exhausted, and when all the high-level monks are suppressed, they finally counterattacked and turned against the wind.
Everyone surrounded Wen Zhe at this moment.
Both spiritual and demon cultivators were filled with righteous indignation, wishing to tear this person into pieces.
Min Wei said coldly: "Tell me, who is the main messenger behind you?"
"Haha... hahahaha..."
Wen Zhe let out a sad laugh, and his eyes swept over Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu who were close at hand.
It landed on Muyan and Chu Moli who did not follow not far away.
"Your Highness, the biggest mistake I made was not paying attention to you guys from the beginning."
"But this mistake, I will spare no effort to make up for the master!"
The expression on Wen Zhe's face gradually turned into a desperate madness.
Zhongli, who knew him best, changed his face, and quickly screamed, "Be careful!"
He didn't know what to watch out for.
But it is very clear that when Wen Zhe showed such an expression, he must be planning something.
And he didn't even want his own life, risking everything to calculate.
All the monks around Wen Zhe were waiting in full force, and their minds tightened instantly.
No matter how downcast Wen Zhe is now, his body is still imprisoned by the [Magic Binding Cable].
But none of these people dared to be careless.
After all, so many demon elders and high-level spiritual practitioners were almost killed by him alone.
However, after waiting for a while, there was no response.
Everything in Tianmei Temple was as usual, and nothing unusual happened.
Min Wei narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Wen Zhe, are you bluffing, or trying to delay time? Do you think you will still have a way out today?"
Wen Zhe gritted his teeth and did not speak.
Whether he wants to say it or not, it is absolutely impossible to betray the master.
Min Wei sneered, "Well, it seems that you won't cry when you see the coffin, Xue Ji!"
Hearing Min Wei's order, Xue Ji's enchanting figure quickly disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Wen Zhe.
And a delicate magic knife appeared in her slender hand.
The name of this magic knife is "Turbid Moon".
Attached to it is the magic core essence of the most sinister place.
Injured by the "turbid moon", whether it is spiritual cultivation or magic cultivation, will fall into extreme pain and torture.
There is both physical pain and spiritual pain.
And Yingmei and Xueji shot at almost the same time.
She is best at torture and assassination in the extreme domain.
As a woman from the Lower Realm, being able to take the position of the leader of the Xuanzi Department, one can imagine Yingmei's ability and character.
The sword in her hand was just an ordinary sword, but it was smeared with the poison given by the medicine king.
It can instantly corrode the body and soul of a person.
Experience the endless hell in extreme pain, but can't survive or die.
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The long sword and magic knife penetrated Wen Zhe's body at the same time.