Chapter 4381

Elder Minwei's bondage completely disappeared at the moment when Wen zhe was caught in the cold night and recovered his strength. And Muyan finally stopped playing. Her face was pale without a trace of blood. The cold sweat on the forehead ran down and dried out. Until now, I can't sweat any more. I'm sick and white. She knew that this time her body was wasting too much. I'm afraid it will take at least a month to recover. The same is true of the Third Elder martial brother Chu Mo Li. But it's all worth it. In the uncontrollable, human dominated mustard space, Chu Moli, who is good at incantation, consumed too much, and all the high-level monks were suppressed, they finally fought back and turned against the wind. At this time, everyone gathered around Wen Zhe. No matter spiritual or magical, they are filled with righteous indignation and want to tear him to pieces. Minwei said coldly, "tell me, who is the messenger behind you?"“ Ha ha... Ha ha ha... "Wen zhe gave a sad laugh, and his eyes swept over Ling Yusheng and Luoyu. And fell not far away did not follow the Moyan and Chumo from the body“ Your majesty, the biggest mistake I made was not paying attention to you guys at the beginning. " But I will make up for this mistake for my master at all costs! " The look on Wen Zhe's face gradually turned into a desperate madness. As soon as his face changed, Zhong Li, whom he knew best, exclaimed, "be careful!" He didn't know what to be careful of. But it is very clear that when Wen zhe shows such an expression, he must be calculating something. And even their own lives are not, risking everything to calculate. All the friars around Wen zhe were ready one by one, and their minds were tense for a moment. Even if Wen Zhe is down again now, his body is still imprisoned by the magic rope. But none of these people dare to be careless. After all, so many demon elders and high-level spiritual cultivation were almost killed by him alone. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response. Everything in Tianmei temple is as usual, nothing abnormal happened. Minwei squinted and said coldly, "Wen Zhe, are you bluffing or trying to delay? Do you think you will survive today? " Wen zhe clenched his teeth and didn't speak. No matter whether he wants to say it or not, betraying his master is absolutely impossible. Minwei sneered, "well, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, Xueji!" At the command of Minwei, Xueji's enchanting figure quickly disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Wen Zhe. And a delicate magic knife appeared in her slender jade hand. This magic knife is called "Turbid moon". It is attached with the essence of the devil's core of the most mysterious place. Hurt by the "Turbid moon", whether it is spiritual cultivation or magical cultivation, will fall into extreme pain. There is pain in the body as well as in the soul. And Yingmei and Xueji shot almost at the same time. What she excels at most in polar regions is torture and assassination. As a woman in the lower world, if you can sit in the position of the leader of xuanzi department, you can imagine the ability and nature of Yingmei. The sword in her hand is just an ordinary sword, but the poison given by the king of medicine is smeared on it. It can corrode human body and spirit instantly. In the extreme pain of the experience of infernal hell, but not to survive, not to die The sword and the magic knife run through Wen Zhe's body at the same time.