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Text Chapter 148 A scholar dies for his confidant

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    With their true energy exhausted and their bodies lacking, the dozen or so people finally couldn't hold on any longer and were forced to retreat one after another. One of the monks from the Family Alliance had a pale complexion, with a faint glow of reflection. His true energy was exhausted to the extreme.  , burning his life essence and blood, he was about to fight with all his strength. However, in this gap, three ferocious ghosts suddenly screamed, climbed up along his legs, and competed to tear his head.

    "Huai'an!" The elder of the Huai family suddenly had a ferocious look on his face. This monk was a disciple of his Huai family and was deeply favored by him. He had cultivated to the innate realm at a young age. If the family's resources were not inferior to those of the sect, with his talent, he could  He ranks among the top ten young talents in Yunmeng Continent, but at this moment he is facing a life-and-death crisis. He is about to die. The elders of the Huai family are filled with jealousy, but he is restrained by countless evil ghosts and cannot tell his origin at all. Seeing this, the monks from the other family alliances also  He exclaimed loudly, but he couldn't take care of himself and was injured by the ghost.

    The rotten and disgusting ghost claws, with sharp nails, kept scratching at the Huai family monk's body, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The next moment, he screamed, and his head was forcefully torn off, dripping.  Liu Liu rolled down to the side, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he would not rest in death. This scene aroused the fighting spirit of the monks of the Family Alliance, but once again extinguished the idea of ??helping the disciples of the sect. Seeing that the combat power of each ghost claw is comparable to the day after tomorrow.  People turn into peak monks, but every fierce ghost crawling out from the ghost-faced bronze door is completely different. At least they are pregnant monks, or even stronger. The most terrifying thing is that they are constantly pouring out from behind the ghost-faced bronze door, seemingly inexhaustible.  , cut endlessly.

    "Run, run, if you don't run away, even if you are strong, you will be killed by force!" An elder of the Manghuang Sect cried out loudly, and it turned out to be a fierce ghost. It crawled in front of him and was slapped into death by a palm.  Fei Hui and the rest of the sect monks were also shocked and ready to move. They couldn't help but look at the two Supreme Elders. They were afraid of them. They were not even as good as the monks from the Family Alliance, but they were still disciplined and no Supreme Elder spoke.  , dare not act recklessly.

    Qiu Qianya smiled faintly, waved his hand and said: "Don't panic, these things are just illusory formations, everything is delusional!" He is the supreme elder of the sect, so he can naturally see the clues of the ghost-faced bronze gate at a glance. Qingyang Zongtai  The elder Shang's face was also calm. He waved his hand to suppress the noise, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Hong, who was covered by countless ghost claws but still stood upright and proud.

    At this time, Nalan Hanyu and others could no longer hold on. They were suppressed by countless fierce ghosts and had long been isolated from Yang Hong. They were just trying their best to use the treasures and secret techniques. Suddenly, a shrill scream came from Nalan Hanyu.  The sound coming from his mouth was that his true energy was exhausted, the Eternal Tiangang Gourd lost its power, and a ghost claw penetrated his body. Yang Hong, who had remained motionless, suddenly trembled slightly, but returned to calm the next moment.

    "Senior Sister Nalan!" Xi Yehong's eyes were splitting suddenly. Regardless of his injuries, he rushed over, but his body was grabbed by ghost claws one after another. He fell to the ground with a thud. The next moment, his face was covered with countless  His ghost claws were so shapeless that his flesh and blood rolled around. It was very terrifying. However, he glared at the disciples of the Manghuang Sect who were about to make a move with red eyes, and roared: "You cowards, Senior Sister Nalan is the daughter of the sect leader, and you actually  You are just hiding there and trying to survive, you are a waste, you are a trash! You are a hypocrite to the core of your being!¡±

    Seeing that he couldn't survive, Xi Yehong simply exposed his true nature and cursed wildly. One after another, the evil ghosts lay on his body and bit him non-stop, but he didn't notice it at all and laughed crazily. He was so angry at the so-called  The sect has been completely disappointed. The decent sect is just a group of scum who are greedy for life and afraid of death. They dare to abandon even the daughter of their own sect master. If he can get out, he will expose all this and let them be ruined and have their backs stabbed.

    "WuYang Hong!" Nalan Hanyu was penetrated by ghost claws in her lower abdomen, blood spurted out, and her eyes gradually blurred. No matter how many ghost claws were on her body, biting madly, she stretched out her hand to catch it.  What.

    When Nalan Hanyu died, all the monks of the Manghuang Sect changed their expressions. Although Qiu Qianya said that this was just an illusion, they couldn't see what it was like with their eyesight. They couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in their hearts. At this time,  The few remaining people were gradually defeated and were scratched and bitten by countless ghosts. The shapes were terrifying and very real, which aroused their primitive fear.

    The ghosts, flesh, and corpses all over the ground were like a purgatory on earth. Even some disciples of the sect couldn't bear the brutal scene and vomited out. Gu Qingying, who was hiding among the crowd, also looked pale, but she also experienced it.  The characters who were tortured in the bloody fight just bit their lips tightly. Seeing Yang Hong wrapped in ghost claws and Nalan Hanyu dead, I somehow felt a sense of joy in my heart.

    "Death, die well, you all deserve to die! All of you deserve to die, no one is left!" Gu Qingying was frightened and cursed viciously. She was ridiculed, secretly disputed, and in her almost twisted heart, she wanted to destroy everything.  Thoughts, but just when she was happily imagining YangWhen his body was torn into pieces of flesh and blood, Yang Hong, who was suddenly bitten by countless evil ghosts, finally moved.

    Qiu Qianya and Jiang Bugui's eyes suddenly flashed with solemnity. They saw that this ghost-faced bronze door was actually the core of the Great Sumeru Formation. It was secretly manipulated by Tai Guhong, the supreme elder of the Holy Fire Palace, and produced many changes.  But he didn't know how to crack it. Seeing that Yang Hong had been silent for a long time and finally took action, he couldn't help but concentrate on trying to figure out how to crack it.

    Yang Hong was covered by countless ghosts. He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ghost-faced bronze door again. Waves of demonic energy emitted, bending and extending on the ghost-faced bronze door, outlining a mysterious picture.  With its ever-changing appearance, it was a ghostly face that was almost darting out to devour anyone with its fangs and claws. It was filled with demonic aura, and its original blood-red pupils were suddenly covered by demonic aura.

    "Ah, impossible, who are you, how could you find me!" Suddenly, an extremely frightened scream came from the ghost-faced bronze door. Qiu Qianya and Jiang Bugui's eyes widened in disbelief.

    Yang Hong's palm pressed against the ghost-faced bronze door. Countless ghosts peeled off from his body. The originally dark gray ghosts and claws changed color in the blink of an eye and were replaced by torrential demonic energy. In front of everyone's eyes, a fierce  The earth has undergone earth-shaking changes. Nalan Hanyu and others, who had been torn into pieces by the evil ghost, stood in rows in front of the ghost-faced bronze door with dull faces, completely intact and unscathed.

    "Come out, don't hide!" Yang Hong suddenly opened his eyes, pressed his palm on the door, and pulled gently. A person was forcefully pulled out of the ghost-faced bronze door.

    "Impossible, I am in the deepest part of the Great Sumeru Formation. I am invisible and without substance. You can't catch me!" As soon as this man came out, he screamed repeatedly. Gray light flashed all over his body, and his face was pale and bloodless.  The eyeballs were even more gray and lifeless.

    "The walking dead, Tai Guhong!" Qiu Qianya and Jiang Bugui couldn't hide the shock in their eyes. They never imagined that Yang Hong would use this method to find Tai Guhong's body through the ghost-faced bronze door.  , and in one fell swoop, he turned the Great Sumeru Formation into his own use, and all the fierce ghosts became his means.

    "Illusion is reality, reality is illusion. You must be Tai Guhong. Sure enough, you have become a walking zombie. What a pity. If you had not made yourself neither a human nor a ghost, and had foolishly used the Great Sumeru Formation to trap and kill us,  With my current magical powers, I am no match for you. Monks in the Dayan realm are indeed unpredictable, but you are just a walking corpse now. In my eyes, there is no difference between you and those trash. If you tell the royal family's conspiracy,  I'll help you get out of trouble!"
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