Several people had no choice but to continue bleeding.

Fortunately, as the blood entered the bowl, the handwriting became clearer and clearer, but it still stopped moving.

A few people didn’t need to give instructions, they just gritted their teeth and poured it in.

Finally, after everyone had dripped six drops of their heart's blood, and their faces and lips turned white, the writing on the paper was finally clearly visible.

If a miracle hadn't appeared right before our eyes, no one would have been able to persevere. However, he was seduced by that piece of white paper six times in a row.

But these are six drops of heart essence and blood, the source of life. This thing is different from true essence, and it will take at least several years to recover.

At this time, the little real person was also frowning, his face was pale, and he seemed to be very tired.

Master Dong reached out to take the paper, but the old Taoist priest quickly stopped him, "Don't move, just step forward and watch, otherwise it will be easy to fail."

Only then did a few people come forward to watch.

I saw it written on it: First, go west, Jian'an. Second, disobedience, God's punishment. Third, ask King Xiaoyao.

Not long after the few people had finished reading, suddenly the little real person muttered something and gave a soft drink, and the paper floated up out of thin air and slowly burned into ashes.

Everyone was very surprised, what just happened was beyond their understanding.

The blank paper produced words out of thin air, and the paper burned itself. They were all sure that no one used real power to interfere, and this happened so strangely.

And just when they were surprised, suddenly there was an earth-shaking loud noise outside, accompanied by strong vibrations, which were so dense that even the main hall trembled.

"What's up!"

"Is it a thunder explosion?"

Everyone exclaimed in panic. Fortunately, it came and went quickly. It only took a few breaths and then stopped. Without caring about anything else, everyone rushed out of the side hall.

There was already chaos outside, as if it had been struck by countless thunderbolts. People in the square were on their backs and in chaos. There were big holes everywhere on the ground. Many houses had collapsed. There were flames everywhere, and screams and screams could not be heard.

"What happened!"

Sima Linfeng grabbed a novice monk who was running away with his head in his arms and shouted sharply.

The novice monk's face was full of panic: "...No, I don't know...the thunder from the sky, the thunder from the sky..."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Sima Linfeng pushed him away and shouted: "Who can tell me what happened?"

A man with a charred face crawled forward, his voice changing tone: "It's not good, it's not good, thunder is falling from the sky, God is angry, this is a punishment from God..."

Several people were stunned when they heard this. But the scene in front of them made them even more confused.

This scene can be said to have been struck by hundreds of thunderbolts. It was so tragic. Not only the ground was blown up, the buildings collapsed, but the casualties were even heavier. Blood and flesh were everywhere, limbs and internal organs were everywhere, and countless injured people were hissing miserably.

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Even the top of the big Buddha's head was broken into pieces, and Master Cihang's face was twitched for the first time.

Fortunately, he made a decision immediately: "Amitabha, don't worry about anything else first. Saving people is the most important thing."

Only then did everyone react from the shock and hurriedly organized people to start rescue operations.

After a full night of busy work, the arrangements were finally completed.

The atmosphere in the majestic palace, which collapsed at a corner, was depressing and heavy, and several leaders looked very ugly.

"After investigation, we found that 1,200 people were dead, 1,700 were injured, 1,100 were frightened and fled, and nearly a thousand people wanted to go down the mountain..."

Well, this is called dying before the troops leave. Before anything happened, nearly three thousand people were killed or wounded, and more than two thousand soldiers were demoralized and had already fled or were about to flee.

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"What...what exactly happened? Why did thunder fall from the sky? Is it really a punishment from God?"

Master Xidu looked pale and said in a panic.

Huang Sanqi snorted angrily: "Don't be alarmist, there is some divine thunder somewhere. I just checked and found some fragments. Those things should be explosive iron balls. This is man-made and an enemy attack."

"But why did the enemy attack fall from the sky? How could the iron ball explode? It must be thunder... Could it be..."

Master Xidu suddenly remembered the writing on the white paper, his face suddenly became clear, and he exclaimed: "Yesterday, the young master invited a great power to appear as a saint, and he made a four-character prophecy about the alliance. If it doesn't go well, it will be punished by God!"

Only then did everyone think of this incident, and immediately many people's expressions changed drastically.

Master Dongduo was also very hesitant: "Xiao Zhenren is really magical. If you say it is a punishment from heaven, it will be a punishment from heaven. Is this going against the will of heaven?"

Master Beiduo frowned and said, "The young master may have just seen this scene and doesn't know the reason, so it may not be accurate."

At this time, Master Dongduo remembered the three replies, and said with a solemn expression: "Everyone, among the three replies, except this one has been verified, the other one said that Jiang Fan is now traveling westward and has arrived in Jian'an."

He looked at Sima Linfeng: "This person is returning to Qin from Jin. Mr. Sima, would you like to ask if he can get here according to the itinerary?"

Sima Linfeng looked ugly, but he had to make some calculations. His face looked even more ugly now. Without him, he should have been there.

Everyone knew the same thing by looking at his expression.

Master Dongduo said at this time: "I have to ask King Xiaoyao about subduing the demon pestle, but this matter cannot be confirmed..."

Master Cihang proclaimed the Buddha's name and was about to speak when suddenly a young novice monk hurried in and said that someone had sent a letter to Master Cihang.

Master Cihang's expression changed slightly: "Who sent the letter?"

The little novice monk said: "My disciple doesn't know, but he claims that he was ordered by King Xiaoyao..."

Xiaoyao King?

Everyone was shocked, and Master Cihang's expression changed even more. He opened the letter, and Gujing Wubo's face suddenly twitched.

"What are you talking about?" Sima Linfeng asked.

At this time, Master Cihang obviously couldn't hide it, so he could only sigh and said: "Deputy Alliance Leader, let's take a look."

Sima Linfeng took it over and took a look, and his expression changed drastically.

When everyone saw this, they also inquired one after another. Sima Linfeng could only grit his teeth and said: "I only wrote one sentence——

If you want to find the Demon-Slaying Pestle, quit the Demon-Slaying Alliance!"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked on the spot.

The three questions have been implemented, and the little master made no mistakes. Obviously, it was not man-made, but a divine punishment.

Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions, and for a moment no one spoke.

Sima Linfeng's heart skipped a beat. This was not a good sign. Once everyone felt that the crusade against King Xiaoyao was wrong, the alliance would break up. And if he had worked hard for so long, wouldn't he get nothing?

Absolutely not!

But there is no good solution to this situation, especially the leader of the alliance, Master Cihang, whose attitude is crucial.

At this time, Master Cihang seemed to be deep in thought.

Sima Linfeng and Huang Sanqi looked at each other, and both saw the worry in the other's eyes.

Fortunately, Master Cihang loudly announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, there are many strange things about this matter, but everyone knows that the Demon-Slaying Alliance is Taiyue, supported by Taihua, and the Holy Land will definitely not go wrong. The questions here will be clarified in the future.
Chapter completed!