"Support? What can I use to support you? If there really is a fight, as long as these people take action, I will definitely die within ten moves!"
Chang Wuhen looked at the group of monks who were eyeing him eagerly, and then at the belated arrival of Venerable Guangmu, and his heart suddenly felt extremely despairing.
He really wanted to give it a try and buy some time for the Black Fire Turtle, but with his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Supreme Being, it would undoubtedly be harder than climbing to the sky to protect himself under the siege of this group of people.
"Don't think that we won't take action if you don't speak. Fang Hao has escaped now, but as long as we capture you, we don't have to worry about him not coming back to save people."
Long Chen looked at Chang Wuhen who said nothing, with a cruel smile on his face.
Chang Wuhen said coldly: "I don't know Fang Hao or Yuan Hao at all. I'm just here to study the art of formation. What do you want to do when you surround me?"
When things come to a head, Chang Wuhen can only pretend to be stupid until the end. Anyway, every time he buys now, he has one more chance to escape from Longdu City.
"Boy, you don't have to pretend anymore. I've already asked the men of Zhenbao Pavilion to check. The Nether Clan has not sent any envoys recently. Even if they have, they will definitely not be with Fang Hao!"
However, before Chang Wuhen could reveal his identity, Venerable Guangmu immediately revealed the truth.
Chang Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said with a contemptuous smile: "I am the young master of the Nether Clan. I didn't inform anyone in advance about this trip. Even if your Zhenbao Pavilion really has hands and eyes, is it possible that you can really stretch out your hands?"
Can’t you make it to the Underworld Clan?”
"Your Majesty, I see that this boy is indeed practicing the techniques of the Nether Clan, and his body is full of ghostly aura. Maybe he is really a member of the Nether Clan. If we act rashly, I'm afraid..." He has dealt with the Nether Clan before.
A supreme leader hesitated.
Venerable Guangmu's eyes turned cold and he said sternly: "Even if he is really a member of the Nether Clan, that doesn't change the fact that he is an accomplice of Fang Hao. If Mr. Cangsong fails, we can at least catch him.
As explained!"
"Your Majesty is right. Master often taught me that I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. Since the identity of this person cannot be confirmed, it is better to capture him first. It does not necessarily mean killing him.
"Long Chen agreed.
"Since both the venerable master and the eldest son think so, we can only agree. I don't think the Nether Clan will really drive us all out because of this person!"
The other monks nodded after being silent for a moment.
Fang Hao has already escaped, and the chance of catching him is only about 50%. If they let Chang Wuhen escape again, then this round-up operation will be a complete failure.
Once the news spreads, they will not be able to gain a foothold in Daluo in the future, so even if they risk offending the Nether Clan, they will have no choice but to take action.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you! Thousands of ghosts are missing, cholera is everywhere!"
Chang Wuhen, who knew that nothing could be done, actually took action first. He turned into black mist again, directly transformed into hundreds of illusory figures, and rushed towards the monks present.
"It's a joke that you dare to display such trivial skills in front of me!"
Venerable Guangmu didn't even look at it, he just punched him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Wherever the fist force touched, the phantom suddenly shattered like a bubble. In just a few breaths, most of the hundreds of figures that Chang Wuhen transformed into disappeared.
"Kneel down!"
After breaking through the phantom, Venerable Guangmu had roughly figured out Chang Wuhen's cultivation level. He shouted coldly and turned his hand into a sky-covering curtain, instantly covering the entire secret room.
"boom……"
As his palm fell, the remaining dozens of phantoms shattered, and Chang Wuhen's true body was completely exposed.
At this time, he had already arrived behind Long Chen, and he could seriously injure Long Chen with just a raise of his hand.
However, the moment Venerable Guangmu's palm suddenly fell, he gave up on Long Chen and retreated quickly, about to exit the secret room.
"Sealing the sky!"
However, Venerable Guangmu obviously would not give Chang Wuhen this chance. Before he could retreat to the exit of the secret room, he immediately took the lead and blocked his way.
"Old immortal, you really want to fight against me. In this case, I can only fight with you!"
Chang Wuhen, who was blocked in his path, shouted angrily, raised the ghostly energy in his body to the extreme, and punched Venerable Guangmu directly.
"boom!"
The next moment, before Chang Wuhen could react, he was directly knocked out by an unmatched force and hit the wall of the secret room hard.
"Why do you want to fight me? If you kowtow and admit your mistake, I might be able to spare your life!"
Looking at the dying Chang Wuhen, the kind smile on Venerable Guangmu's weathered face had long since disappeared, and there was a sharp and cold light in his eyes that made people shudder.
"Bah, if you can, just do it. Even if I die, I won't kneel down to you guys!"
Chang Wuhen struggled to stand up. At this time, his figure was extremely erratic. If he was not careful, he might be completely destroyed.
Although Venerable Guangmu appeared extremely weak when facing Cangsong and Fang Hao, he was a powerful Saint after all, and he was almost crushed against Chang Wuhen.
Venerable Guangmu smiled ferociously and said: "You are a fetus with very strong bones, but there are quite a few ghost cultivators who have died in my hands, and I don't care if there is more of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Guangmu came directly in front of Chang Wuhen, stretched out his palm, and was ready to kill him.
Since Chang Wuhen's identity cannot be confirmed, let's simply treat him as Fang Hao's accomplice. Even if the Nether Clan really investigates him, there will be no evidence!
"I like what you say, so I will give you a message. Many human saints have died in my hands, but you should be the weakest one I have ever seen!"
"Buzz!"
Just when Venerable Guangmu was about to take action against Chang Wuhen, the divine formation that was originally silent in the secret room suddenly erupted with a shocking divine light.
The next moment, all the monks present, including Venerable Guangmu, subconsciously closed their eyes.
Then, they heard an extremely arrogant voice coming from the divine formation, and when Venerable Guangmu realized something was wrong and opened his eyes, they saw an extra one on Chang Wuhen's shoulder.
A turtle holding a bloody crystal.
"What kind of monster are you? How dare you speak to me in such a tone? Could it be that you are an accomplice of that boy Fang Hao?"
Venerable Guangmu looked at the strange-looking turtle and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, he thought that Fang Hao had left some back-up that could make a comeback, but when he saw the turtle that was only the size of an ordinary person's hand, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He even felt that he really thought highly of Fang Hao. After all, he was just a monk at the peak of the great god. How could he find any earth-shattering big shot as an ally?
"Your Majesty, please don't be careless! The stone in the turtle's mouth should be the god-level dragon crystal suppressed in the hub of the divine array! You must not let it leave the secret room, otherwise the city-defending divine array will be completely destroyed.
Collapse!" Long Chen suddenly exclaimed. (To be continued)