The Xuanmen man who suddenly appeared in the mist and helped them deal with Guihuai disappeared from everyone's sight at some point!
Everyone looked around in panic. When they confirmed that Wuchen and several of his disciples had disappeared, they felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
"The fog, so many of us died, why was it cracked as soon as he left?"
"And the way he looked at that time seemed to be very familiar with this place..."
"Even some things in the temple are treasured by him."
"But he said it was his first time here too."
Qi Kuo was thinking as he spoke, and his face became increasingly ugly: "Could it be that this Wuchen is the ghost king?"
As soon as this thought came out, many people present felt shuddering!
He actually walked together for so long with a ghost king who wanted to kill them as comrades.
This kind of thought, just to give in, makes them feel like the hair on their backs is standing on their heads!
"Won't."
Qi Yufeng shook his head: "If Wuchen is the ghost king, then he can attack us at any time, why would he take us all the way through the fog, come here, and kill the evil dragon he kept in captivity?"
"And if he is the Ghost King, it is impossible for us not to feel it at all."
She looked at Zhao Wanzi: "Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"
In the fierce battle with the evil dragon just now, in the final analysis, it was only Zhao Wanzi and Lu Fan who could kill the evil dragon.
Zhao Wanzi smashed a large number of scales of the evil dragon, and then Lu Fan found the opportunity and killed him with one blow.
Ling Ran was impressed by the strength displayed by these two people.
Zhao Wanzi said nothing and kept staring at the dry well.
After a long time, he said: "Listen, the sound in the well has become quieter."
"What?"
Everyone was stunned, and their eyes focused on the dry well again.
At this time, as the evil dragon was chopped into two pieces, no more ghosts came out of the dry well. Moreover, the wailing sound that was like opening up hell in the dry well seemed to have really become smaller and insignificant. If
If Zhao Wanzi hadn't reminded them, they wouldn't have heard it at all.
"what happened?"
Everyone looked puzzled.
"Normally, after the evil dragon dies, these evil ghosts should take the opportunity to rush up. Why is the movement getting smaller and smaller?"
Goatee spoke doubtfully.
Then he turned around and ordered: "Throw a few thunder talismans down and see what's going on down there."
Seeing the two Xuanmen disciples taking out the last two thunder talismans from their arms, they were about to throw them towards the mouth of the well.
"Don't throw it away, it will hurt them."
Zhao Wanzi stopped him.
"Hurt them?"
Goatee looked at Zhao Wanzi doubtfully: "What do you mean, are you worried that we will hurt those evil ghosts?"
Since ancient times, good and evil have not been judged by their own strength. The existence of Xuanmen is to restrain these evil things.
Now that he finally had the opportunity to eliminate the sneaky Kaiyuan Temple, Zhao Wanzi said no.
Zhao Wanzi had no intention of explaining, but just shook his head: "Just wait and see, everything will be revealed soon."
I don't know why, but everyone can hear a hint of loneliness in Zhao Wanzi's tone.
Everyone was just waiting in the square. Qi Yufeng took this opportunity to sit cross-legged and do some healing.
I waited for about twenty minutes.
Suddenly, Qi Kuo, who was in the charging position, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Something is coming out!"
