The Valley of the Netherworld is full of witchcraft formations, which are strange and unpredictable. The leader of the black witch doctor clan is familiar with the situation. If they try to trick them into escaping, and trick them by the way, they can only bear with it.

Liya looked at A'Zhu, "Do you have any idea?"

A'Zhu's face turned pale, he pursed his lips and nodded, "I can bless him with the Art of Truth."

The patriarch's face darkened, "You, you..."

A'Zhu smiled slightly, kneaded the formula in his hand, recited a mantra, and then slapped the patriarch on the back of the head.

"Pounce!" The three pearly eyes on the patriarch's head popped out, and bright red blood gurgled out from the small hole.

Liya picked up the pearl very kindly and stuffed it back, "It stops the bleeding. It looks pretty good too."

"You..." The clan leader was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Smelly girl, when it comes to your death, let me let you be arrogant for a while!

Liya didn't miss the coldness in his eyes and kicked him, "Old man, don't waste time, lead the way!"

The patriarch smiled lightly, "Let's go, I'll show you the way to hell!"

No, no, he didn't want to say the last words, so why did he say them?

Tell the truth!

I didn't expect that this little girl, with such deep spiritual skills and such injuries, could still use witchcraft.

With this truth trick, the clan leader could no longer make any mistakes. He led the way smoothly and soon saw a row of bamboo buildings.

When several Taoist priests saw the clan leader and his men, they quietly passed through their formation and broke in. They were shocked and pulled out their weapons on guard.

"The thieves have broken in!" a Taoist priest shouted towards the bamboo building.

Five or six white-robed Taoist priests rushed out from inside, and each of them was followed by fifty or sixty green-robed Taoist priests, but there was no white-robed Taoist priest who escaped from the tomb of Saint Phoenix.

Again, we are clearly outnumbered.

Dongming Ziyu no longer had the patience to deal with these people, so he struck first and blasted a few bombs before they rushed over.

There was a burst of flesh and blood, and screams continued.

Mo asked: "Our bombs are almost used up. We need to keep a few to deal with the dangers ahead. Let's rush over and kill the rest."

Liya said: "We haven't used it much yet!"

Their soil bombs are bulky and weak, and they are always embarrassed to take them out. Most of them are still carrying them on their backs.

Shangguan Ruoli smiled and said: "I saw that you were carrying such a precious thing on your back, so I thought you would be reluctant to part with it."

Liya's face darkened, "It's not that you are reluctant to part with it. Your bombs are small, convenient, and powerful. We bumpkins don't dare to show them to our eyes, lest we make others laugh."

At this time, the surviving Taoist priests had already rushed over and fought with the guards.

Now it was too late to throw the explosive pack. Liya became a little angry and said, "Go and blow up their bamboo building to the sky!"

Several guards went over, lit the explosives and threw them onto the bamboo building, blowing it up into the sky.

The fire was raging and smoke was filling the air.

Suddenly, a long roar sounded, and a man covered in fire rose into the sky from the ruins of the bamboo building.

"It's that smelly Taoist priest in the mausoleum!" Shangguan Ruoli took out a few pearls and flicked them over, hitting the Taoist priest's most vulnerable spot.

With a scream of "Ouch", Shangguan Ruoli seemed to hear the sound of eggs breaking.

Wow, it hurts! All the men present could not help but tighten their legs.

She secretly decided that no one could offend Princess Xuan in the future.

If you offend others, you will die. If you offend Princess Xuan, your life will be worse than death!

The Taoist priest fell to the ground, covered his crotch and rolled a few times. Then he took out something and used his last strength to throw it into the sky.

It was too late for Shangguan Ruoli to stop him, as the thing exploded in the air, and a cloud of red smoke filled the sky.

Shangguan Ruoli was shocked, "No, this must be some kind of signal, everyone, be careful!"

As if to prove what Shangguan Ruoli said, a rumbling sound was suddenly heard, and the valley shook.

"Run!" The surviving Taoist priests were shocked and turned around to run away.

But how could they run away?

The secret guard rushed up and beheaded them to the ground, grabbed a Taoist priest and asked, "What's going on?"

The Taoist priest knew that he would not survive today, so he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Shangguan Ruoli took out his telescope and looked at it, and was shocked: "Run! Run to the top of the mountain, they are going to flood this place!"

At this time, everyone saw that the mountain on one side had collapsed, and the floods burst the embankments, rumbling like thousands of troops and horses rushing down the river.

You can feel the chill from dozens of miles away.

Cold pool water!

This should be the black-robed ancestor's last resort. As a last resort, he let the Cold Pond flood the Netherworld Valley to protect the Phoenix Saint's tomb.

The cold pool water is not something ordinary people can bear. You can see how well-preserved the body of the Phoenix Saint has been in the cold pool water for hundreds of years.

If the cold pool water floods the entire Netherworld Valley, no matter how high the internal strength is, it may be difficult to sneak into the cemetery and get out the gold and silver treasures inside.

That's fine, the people in Netherworld Valley won't be able to get those gold and silver treasures. The base of the black-robed ancestor was destroyed, which was a huge blow to his remnants. Their vitality was severely damaged, and now I'm afraid there are only a few guerrillas.

Lost courage.

Shangguan Ruoli stood on the top of the mountain and watched the cold pool water quickly fill up the Netherworld Valley, and now it has become a huge lake with a cold air rising above it.

All the plants on the shore have been covered with a thin layer of ice, have lost their vitality and have been frozen to death.

Everything in Netherworld Valley is submerged under the cold pool more than 200 meters deep, and all living creatures will be frozen to death. I wonder if the zombies in the zombie array can still get out.

"Let's go! Leave the affairs here to Emperor Miao Jiang." Dongming Ziyu gently held Shangguan Ruoli's waist with a gentle voice.

Behind him stood Mo Wen and An Yi, Wang Feng and his men, and two captured Taoist priests.

Liya put away the look of survival on her face and said: "We will take care of this place, and those zombies will be dealt with when they come out."

Behind her were the pale A'Zhu and several witch doctors, as well as the Yulin Guards suppressing the black witch doctor clan leader. During this trip to the Netherworld Valley, her people suffered the most serious losses.

Shangguan Ruoli nodded and waved, "See you later!"

Liya also imitated her and waved her hand, "See you soon!"

The two groups of people said goodbye and went down the mountain in different directions.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Murong Fenghe said with a sad look on his face, "You just left like that? Didn't you even see me?"

No one on either side looked back, as if no one heard his roar.

Murong Fenghe snorted coldly and waved to his men, "Follow me!"

After saying that, he chased in the direction of Dongming Ziyu and the others, "Hey, wait for me, you can't just kill the donkey!"

Dongming Ziyu showed a calculating smile.

Shangguan Ruoli's eyes flashed slightly, his scheming husband was plotting against Murong Fenghe?
Chapter completed!