Chu Moli slowly raised his head and met the eyes of everyone in Xiaoyao Sect.

Although others didn't speak, their expressions said it all.

The slightly pale thin lips moved slightly, just about to speak.

Suddenly, the exclamation of Si Tiancheng, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, came from a distance: "Wenzhe, what do you want to do?!"

Everyone's attention was suddenly attracted.

Just now, many people rushed over because they were worried about Mu Yan and the others' safety.

Everyone thought that his hands and feet were ruined, his flesh and blood were melted, and even his demon core was greatly damaged. Wen Zhe, who was bound by the demon-bound rope, had no power to resist.

Because the demon-binding rope can not only bind people's demonic energy and movements, but also bind their spiritual consciousness.

However, it turns out that the previous demon-binding rope failed to completely bind Wuzhuang and the others.

This time, they were just as careless as ever.

Wen Zhe was indeed unable to move, but the magic core on his body actually rotated rapidly without any demonic energy being able to call it.

As the rotation was turned, a strange talisman appeared on the center of his eyebrows.

Si Tiancheng and the others exclaimed when they saw this talisman appear.

As the magic core rotated faster and faster, Wen Zhe screamed even more heartbreaking than before.

His face was twisted and cracked inch by inch, as if it was being torn by a huge force.

Just as everyone was surprised, Chu Moli's slightly silenced voice slowly came into everyone's ears.

"This is... [Teaching the Spiritual Reduction Spell]."

Everyone suddenly looked at him: "What does it mean?"

"Of course, literally. Ordinary possession magical powers can only exert one-tenth of their own power at most. However, through the [Employed Spirit Reducing Spell], the strength exerted by possession can be increased to one-third, one-half, or even all depending on the price paid."

Elder Minwei's pupils shrank, "Young Master Chu, what do you mean is that the person behind Wen Zhe can finally be out?"

Chu Moli lowered his eyes slightly, "Maybe. I also want to see who could use so much [costus power] in this world..."

Si Tiancheng and his friends changed their faces, and they rushed forward quickly to kill Wen Zhe directly.

A chess piece is already so powerful.

If Wenzhe's master possesses himself and surrenders successfully, the battle situation that has been determined at this moment will inevitably change.

However, before Si Tiancheng could rush forward.

A dazzling light burst out from Wen Zhe's body, and then a huge wave of energy was overwhelmed, overturning Si Tiancheng and others directly.

Mustard Seed Space [Tianmei Palace] made a creaking sound like a wailing sound.

A crack appeared in the originally empty sky.

The earth was also shaking violently and began to collapse.

The spiritual power and magic power in everyone's bodies were once again suppressed.

They were unable to fly, unable to stabilize their bodies, and could only fall to the ground.

After they finally managed to hold on, they would not fall into the gap in the mustard seed space as the ground collapsed.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a scene that made them almost shattered.

I saw that Wenzhe's hands and feet had grown out of nowhere.

But there is no flesh and blood on these hands and feet, only white bones.

And his face was already melted and covered with pustules.
Chapter completed!