"Have you found it?" asked the cold night Jingyuan gave a bitter smile and shook his head“ Sorry“ It doesn't matter. " The young monk put his hands together and looked calm and solemn. "Master once said that everything is decided by fate, and nothing can be forced. I've been used to it all these years. " I'm used to looking for news when I hear it. However, I always find that it's just an empty joy. The old man said with a gentle smile: "the Great Mercy Temple has been giving universal support to all living beings all these years. I believe that good people will be rewarded and master wuche will be found one day." Boom!! The old voice is still declining, suddenly the earth a violent tremor. In fact, because there are so many ghosts hopping, there is always a slight vibration on the ground. But this time the tremor is quite different. Everyone looked up“ Oh, my God! This... This is not true! "“ Why are there four levels of ghosts? " Outside the Wuxiang formation, two huge ghosts like mountains stood there. Turbid eyes are staring at everyone here. The cold night looked around, and suddenly his face changed: "where are the bodies of the two four step ghosts?" When they saw it, they were shocked: "yes! The bodies of the two four step ghosts were just lying there? How could it be gone? "“ Haven't they just died? "“ Can't the fourth level ghost be killed? "“ So... What should we do? So we're dead, aren't we? " With a wave of Jingyuan's hand, the golden bowl of Wuxiang falls into his hands. The divine consciousness poured into the golden bowl, and the formless array that originally shrouded the surrounding immediately disappeared. Countless ghosts are about to rush in. The people inside were in a mess. A lot of people have screamed and are about to run away“ Please listen to me Jingyuan holds the golden bowl and says in a loud voice: "don't panic. Try to make sure that you are not hurt by ghosts."“ As for these two giant ghosts, I will resist them with all my strength. "“ Since I have promised that the emperor and the devil will protect you, I will never break my promise. " He pursed his thin lips and looked cold. At this time, the slightly tender face showed a bit of dignity that people wanted to worship. The flustered crowd gradually calmed down because of his words. At this time, the cold night also cried out: "those who are under the golden immortal, gather around me." Tianhe snorted, and then called out: "the demons who are not strong enough should come here and hide, don't get in the way!" After a while, the chaotic situation was stabilized. The panic gradually subsided. In the corner, mu Liuyun looked at the scene, but he raised his lips: "do you think this is the end? No, it's just... Just the beginning. " He raised his head and looked at the huge crack. In his soft voice, he felt hoarse excitement for the first time: "I didn't expect that dimingjue and junshatian could be caught in such a simple way... I really want to thank you... I believe the host will be happy to see this scene, ha ha ha ha..."... The situation is gradually controlled, and Jingyuan just breathes a sigh of relief. All of a sudden, a strange wave of energy came, causing the mana in his body to stop working. Net far heart clap Deng for a while, suddenly surging up a bad premonition. Just now in the crack of Tianzhu, before he was injured, he felt this extremely strange energy fluctuation.