Dust-free.

The person in the Xuanmen who suddenly appeared in the fog and helped them solve the problem of Guihuai, disappeared from everyone's sight at some point!

Everyone looked around in panic. When they confirmed that Wuchen and his disciples had disappeared, they inexplicably felt a sense of fear.

"That mist, so many people died, but why did he crack it as soon as he went?"

"And looking at him at that time, I seemed to be very familiar with this place..."

"Even some things in the temple are well known."

"But he said that it was his first time."

Qi Kuo said while thinking, and his face became increasingly ugly: "Can this Wuchen be the Ghost King?"

As soon as this thought came out, many people present suddenly felt chill!

I actually had a ghost king with a ghost king, and I wanted to kill them as my comrades. I walked all the way for so long.

This kind of thought, just giving up, makes them feel that their hair is upside down!

"Won't."

Qi Yufeng shook his head: "If Wuchen is the Ghost King, then he can attack us at any time. Why do you have to take us through the fog and come here, and kill the evil dragon he kept in captivity?"

"And if he was the Ghost King, we wouldn't have felt it at all."

She looked at Zhao Maruzi: "Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

In the fierce battle with the evil dragon just now, after all, it was Zhao Junzi and Lu Fan who could kill the evil dragon.

Zhao Junzi smashed a large number of scales of the evil dragon, and then Lu Fan found a chance and killed with one blow.

The strength presented by these two people is full of admiration.

Zhao Maruzi didn't say anything, her eyes kept staring at the dry well.

After a long time, he said, "Listen, the sound in the well is getting smaller."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes gathered on the dry well again.

At this time, as the evil dragon was slashed two pieces, no more evil ghosts rushed out of the dry well. Moreover, the wailing sounds that seemed to have opened up hell seemed to have really become smaller and slight. If Zhao Maruzi had not reminded them, they would not have heard it at all.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

"According to the fact that after the evil dragon dies, these evil ghosts should take the opportunity to rush up. Why are the movements getting smaller and smaller?"

The goatee spoke in confusion.

Then he turned around and ordered: "Drive a few thunder talismans down and see what's going on now."

Seeing the two Xuanmen disciples take out the last two thunder talismans from their arms, they are about to throw them towards the wellhead.

"Don't throw it away, it will hurt them."

Zhao Junzi stopped him.

"Injure them?"

Goatee looked at Zhao Maruzi in confusion: "What does it mean? Are you worried that we will hurt those evil spirits?"

Since ancient times, good and evil have not compromised their power. The existence of Xuanmen is to restrain these evil things.

Now I finally had a chance to make the Kaiyuan Temple secretly a big deal, but Zhao Maruzi said he didn't want it.

Zhao Maruko had no intention of explaining, but just shook her head: "Let's wait and see, everything will be revealed soon."

For some reason, everyone could hear a feeling of loneliness from Zhao Maruzi's tone.

Everyone was waiting in the square, and Qi Yufeng took advantage of this opportunity to sit cross-legged and heal his wounds.

I waited for about twenty minutes.
Chapter completed!