Chapter 4374 A Basin of Cold Water, Endless Despair (for Tickets)

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Han Weijiang took off his armor and threw it at Qin Jiu: "This is a sacred armor, you, if you wear it, you will not be easily injured."

He didn't dare to go forward or take part in the battle, but he was extremely eager to repay Qin Jiu's life-saving grace.

Qin Jiu took the armor and was stunned for a while, then showed him a naive smile: "Thank you!"

More and more spiritual cultivators and magic cultivators began to rush to join the battle, and the situation changed dramatically in an instant.

Even the Qixianmen who had already taken refuge with Wen Zhe, and those demons, had expressions of struggle, regret, and wavering on their faces.

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Wen Zhe opened his eyes abruptly, looking at the vision of the nine stars and the moon, the raindrops falling, and the cultivator who had recovered his cultivation and rushed towards him, his face gloomy as if water could drip.

The teeth were also clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.

When the disaster happened two years ago, Wen Zhe was in retreat, and everything was led by Mu Liuyun, a priest of the Nether Realm.

He had only vaguely heard that it was the vision of Jiuxinglianyue, the heavenly rain that finally ended the catastrophe.

I've even heard that after the vision, the ghost bell resounded throughout the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

Wen Zhe knew that Mu Liuyun and his master had guessed at that time that the person who broke their plan might be a descendant of the Kagura Master.

But in the end, the successor of the Kagura Master triggered the God's Punishment Thunder when he crossed the tribulation.

No one can escape God's Punishment Thunder.

Not to mention a small immortal.

So Mu Liuyun quickly reported the news that Kagura Master had died to his master.

But who would have thought that this small Kagura Master who climbed up step by step from the bottom of the Yanwu Continent not only did not die, but actually became stronger and stronger.

Time and time again it broke the master's plans.

Time and time again, it brought him unbearable surprises and shocks.

Wen Zhe felt that the wound on his back that was eroded by the [Curse Power] was burning with pain.

As he is getting more and more anxious at the moment, more and more full of violent and murderous mood.

"Lord Priest, what should we do now?"

The subordinate's voice came from his ear.

Wen Zhe gritted his teeth, his hands slowly formed seals, then took out the piccolo and sneered: "Put all the ghouls in, I'd like to see how long she can support this vision of nine stars in a row!"

Saying that, Piccolo put it to his lips and blew a harsh sound.

The next moment, the entire Tianmei Temple began to change.

The third and second floors of the Sumeru mustard space began to merge.

The walls of the hall, carved beams and painted buildings, tables, chairs and benches, all disappeared.

All that's left is the empty bluestone floor.

And when the wall disappeared, the monks were left to face the dense, endless ghouls.

Everyone's face changed greatly.

The originally vigorous fighting spirit seemed to be poured down by someone with a basin of cold water.

It turned into panic again.

In particular, when Mu Yan's piano sound became weaker and weaker, the vision of the nine stars and the moon gradually disappeared, and the raindrops falling in the sky became thinner and thinner.

This apprehension gradually turned into despair.

There are only these people in the Temple of Heavenly Charm.

Even if their strength has been restored, there is simply no way to kill so many ghouls.

Their physical strength will always be exhausted, and their fairy energy will always dry up.

At that time, the dense ghouls will completely drown them, turning them into corpse puppets, or meals in the mouths of these monsters.

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