The party concerned clearly regretted it now.

I regret it very much.

I knew this spell was so wonderful that I shouldn't have promised the soul ancestor at the beginning.

Then you won't end up in trouble.

He also regretted that he had not stopped the 15 priests from joining, which led to the flower of the spell seal growing larger and larger.

If you stop early, the power of counterattack will not be too terrible.

Now

If others join in and make this wonderful flower more than ten times bigger, the whole witch family may fall to heaven together.

Direct extermination of the family belongs to yes.

He took a deep breath when he looked at Jiang Cheng, whose face was full of banter and laughter, and then looked at the fifteen priests around him who were hollowed out.

"You all stop."

Fifteen people were shocked.

Although they were unable to speak, they still cast unacceptable fierce eyes.

Once they stop at this time, it will take the high priest alone to maintain this huge spell, and the final backfire will be borne by him alone.

"Stop!"

Mingzhen opened her eyes angrily and shouted loudly.

"This is an order!"

The teeth of the fifteen priests were almost broken, and some even red their eyes.

One silk thread after another withdrew from the flower of the spell seal.

Every time one is removed, it is like the burden lifted together is borne by one less person.

The weight on the high priest's shoulder also increased sharply.

When the last priest put away the magic weapon, the high priest suddenly touched a grain of the flower of the spell seal.

He's making a last ditch attempt!

What if this is the key knot to solve the spell?

Unfortunately, he lost the bet.

This is also a matter of course.

At this time, there are tens of thousands of layers of mantra and seal flowers, and the lines of each layer are hundreds of millions.

He's blind. He doesn't know that it's one in a trillion. How can he succeed?

Buzz!

The gray light flashed away in the void.

The vast and complicated flower of spell seal disappeared without a trace.

Officially declare that the spell has failed.

Buzz!

The high priest, who alone suffered the power of counterattack, flew out and hit the outer wall of the dark hall behind him.

A cloud of fog shot out of him, and the hard and tough outer wall dissolved a hole like quicksand.

Then it quickly spread out.

A large area of walls dissolved rapidly, and finally the front and the outer wall on the left of the hall were dissolved into ruins by the afterwave of the reverse force.

The columns inside can be seen from a distance.

For the witches, this "holy land" is still the place where the witches around are furious. However, when they think of the spell seal, they dare not come forward and can only glare.

Jiang Cheng checked the reputation value panel by the way.

Sure enough, their shock just now was counted on themselves.

There are many experts in the witch family, and it is more than 50 billion immortal yuan to earn money.

After counting the harvest, he looked meaningfully at the stunned soul ancestor.

The latter's mood is as cold as being baptized by a snowstorm.

He never dreamed that the leading high priest in the curse and seal world would miss.

Ah, no!

That's not even a miss.

Brother Cheng saw that he was still in a daze and could only give him a God.

So they urged their contract.

The next moment, there was lightning and thunder in the soul tower, which could be called the package of eighteen purgatories. They took turns to practice the main soul of the soul ancestor.

"Ah!"

The sharp pain like a thousand cuts pulls Xu back to reality.

"No! No..."

His soul collapsed in the air and was torn into strands.

The shrill scream even shocked the witch people who were worried about the high priest.

How painful is it to make the high soul ancestor show such an ugly appearance?

However, it seems natural to think of the spell seal just now.

"Stop it!"

"I was wrong..."

The virtual scream lasted for a few minutes, and Jiang Cheng stopped.

He has no love of torture. Most of his enemies are killed in seconds, painless and without side effects.

But there's no way. The soul ancestor always wants to murder him. You can't do it without beating.

"Lord Jiang, uncle Jiang!"

Xu finally gathered up the broken soul, condensed into a human shape and crawled down.

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong!"

Jiang Cheng tilted his lips.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I..."

The soul ancestor gave a slight meal, and then said loudly, "I shouldn't be bewitched by Mingzhen!"

He pointed his frozen arm in the direction of the high priest who had not woken up on the other side.

"It's all him!"

"It was he who instigated me to help me solve any contract!"

"I was busy helping you out at that time. I said no, I was loyal to Lord Jiang. This contract is the proof of my loyalty. Can I cancel it?"

"But Mingzhen, this bastard, is bold and reckless, completely ignoring my strict refusal!"

"At the last moment, I still wanted to stop, but it was too late..."

Jiang Cheng and Ji Linghan looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

This is really the best.

How could God make this product the first born soul family?