The long sword and the magic knife penetrated Wen Zhe's body at the same time.

The heartbreaking pain came from every joint, bone and flesh in the body.

Spiritual power and demonic energy burned in his body at the same time.

The [Blood Transformation Curse] that was originally suppressed finally surged back at this moment.

Whether inside or outside the body, the flesh and blood on Wen Zhe's body began to melt layer by layer.

In addition to the fact that the magic core can still function, he is still left with a lingering life.

The rest of the body slowly collapsed and dissolved like a candle burned by fire.

He vomited blood profusely, and his body collapsed into a pool of pus and blood.

Only the demonic core in his Adam's apple, connected to his riddled head, was still breathing.

The robe belonging to the priest was covered with this pool of pus and blood, slowly being stained and stained with a disgusting color.

During this period, Wen Zhe couldn't help but let out heart-rending screams over and over again.

He cried out to his master Zhongli for help, hoping that his master who loved him like jewels thousands of years ago would save him.

But this time, Zhongli just looked at him with cold eyes. There was no trace of pity or sadness in his eyes, only full of indifference.

Their master-disciple relationship ended thousands of years ago.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wen Zhe's mouth once again burst into sad and crazy laughter.

"Master, master... Wen Zhe can no longer follow you..."

"But before he dies, Wen Zhe will definitely pave the way for you."

"There is no ant in this world that can hinder your master's path to dominance... No one..."

"The obstacle that is most likely to hinder you, Wen Zhe... Wen Zhe will remove it for you at all costs... Hahaha..."

Xue Ji took back the magic sword [Zhuoyue] and said disdainfully: "You are still shouting when you are about to die! With your current demeanor of being neither a demon nor a ghost, what else do you think you can do..."

Before Xue Ji finished speaking, she noticed that the faces of Elder Minwei and everyone in Xiaoyao Sect beside her changed drastically.

Han Ye, Ying Mei and Xing Lang rushed out desperately.

Yaodao and Tianhe also reacted extremely quickly, and the rich demonic energy suddenly rose into the sky, filling the entire Mustard Seed space.

Ling Yusheng, who had the ability to teleport, disappeared directly from where he was.

Xue Ji suddenly turned around and looked around, her eyes widening suddenly.

At this moment, she finally knew why Wen Zhe was making such noise.

…

Just then, Si Tiancheng and the others regained their strength, joined forces with Yun Ruohan and others, and instantly subdued the demon clan elders Wuzhuang, Nanyue and Wuqiu.

These demon cultivators were all tied up with magic ropes and could not move at all.

Some of them even had their hands and feet cut off without any resistance.

So everyone then paid attention to the battle between the demon army and the ghoul, and was careful to watch out for Wen Zhe who was hiding in the dark.

But he completely forgot about the demons like Elder Wuzhuang.

Even Muyan almost forgot their existence.

However, at this moment, the magic ropes on these demons fell off on their own.

Their expressions were dull and dazed, their pupils were dark and dead, as if they had no consciousness of their own at all.

But their movements were extremely fast.

Almost with the force of wind, thunder and lightning, he rushed towards Chu Moli.

"The third child——!!"

"Third Senior Brother——!!"

Muyan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Her face was pale at the moment, and all the divine power, immortal power, and magic power in her dantian had been exhausted.

But seeing this scene, I don’t know where the strength came from.
Chapter completed!