Although the Blood Qilin Clan had invited foreign help, he believed that there would be no more capable people who could enter the Trapped God Great Array.

The Asura King's attack came first, and his palm sword was the first to attack Han Jing's soft underbelly.

Han Jing was knocked away by the Asura King's palm knife, and in the air, she rolled in a circle, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Due to the tenfold gravity, she was able to knock her away, and the force of this blow was obviously very heavy, and her internal organs were probably shattered inch by inch under this blow.

Han Jing smiled miserably and looked at the Asura King: "Thank you for helping!" As she spoke, she threw the short dagger with runes in the air. Defying ten times the force of gravity, the dagger drew an extremely short parabola in the air, and slammed into the six-pointed star array in the central circle.

"Ahh When the Asura King saw this, his eyes immediately split.

I saw that the place where the short dagger stabbed was an extremely important main line of the six-pointed star array, and the runes on the short dagger lit up, fiercely blocking the flow of light on the line of the six-pointed star array.

"Boom!"

Then, the secret room was shaken, followed by a loud rumbling sound, and the secret room made of longan granite collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the cracks in the wall were as wide as two fingers, and the roof of the shed began to fall with rubble.

"Damn it......" The Asura King's face was like gold paper, and his anger was like a gossamer, and he scolded weakly. He didn't expect that he had done his best, but he still couldn't stop the other party from destroying the magic circle at the last moment. He spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, and he used his last strength to slap Han Jing's slap just now, and under the effect of the Heart Tribulation, he also suffered the same damage. Now he only had his last breath left. only to find that his sacrifice was so futile. How do you make him able to swallow this breath?

Han Jing's eyes showed the last trace of a sad smile. Did she succeed? Mission accomplished. She did what the master explained, and she was worthy of the master who raised and cared for herself.

But why didn't she feel happy at all, so sad? At the same time, she felt a touch of desolation, her life was passing quickly, she knew that she would die soon, and she paid with her life for this task, but was it worth it or not?

She knew that the other party would not survive, but she felt deep respect for the spirit of the Asura King. What she did was just for the glory of the so-called master, but in the end, it may only be some high-level people who really benefited, and the master could not even get any benefit from it, and the master was just able to barely save his life and survive; However, the Asura King is different, although he failed, but his death was well deserved, there is no regret, he at least did his best for the people he wanted to protect, he fought hard, his purpose was simple and simple. His sacrifice...... It's worth it!

Tears flowed from the corners of Han Jing's eyes as she looked at the Asura King: "You deserve everyone's respect." Including your enemies! ”

No one answered her, because her opponent had already preempted her and died.

The granite chamber is constantly collapsing, and the trapping platform outside has also produced a violent chain reaction.

With the Trapped God Pillar as the dividing point, close to the side of the Ghost Faced Man, the Sleepy God Platform collapsed, and the entire side of the table collapsed, killing a lot of the charging Blood Qilin. And the soldiers of the Earth God Clan are not having a good time, they are stubbornly resisting the charge of the Blood Qilin, and they are completely unprepared to deal with the sudden collapse of the Trapped God Platform, many of the Earth God Clan soldiers fell with the broken fragments of the Trapped God Platform, and some were even stoned to death by the falling rocks.

The ghost-faced man's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the barrier on the periphery of the Sleepy God Terrace, only to see that the invisible diaphragm had disappeared at some point, and the lightning that had been randomly slashed no longer appeared. The ghost-faced man knew that the big array had been broken, and hurriedly waved his hand at Ruoxi and said, "Full attack!" ”

Ruoxi got the order and sent the last echelon of the Blood Lin Clan soldiers, and so far, the Blood Lin Clan soldiers have attacked in an all-round way, and there are no more reserves.

At this time, the ghost-faced man looked at the Netherworld Ghost King on the stage and said to Mingjun, "Mingjun, isn't your task to capture some mud dolls alive?" Now is the best time, when is it? Then he pointed to the soldiers of the Earth God Clan on the stage, and said to Kong Xianglin: "Please also ask the Master of Confucius to lead your disciples to attack together, destroy this clan with me, and let the Blood Qilin Clan regain what it lost!" ”

Mingjun's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible cold light, and he didn't make a sound, nor did he make a move, just looked at the stage coldly.

Kong Xianglin nodded and responded: "Seniors don't worry, juniors should assist seniors." ”

As he spoke, Kong Xianglin, Wen Xiayun and Bai Shujie glanced at each other, glanced at the two, and motioned for the two to follow him. What the ghost-faced man didn't notice was that there was a hint of caution in his eyes, but the current situation was chaotic, and Kong Xianglin didn't know if the two understood what he meant.

The three of them began to march forward, ready to wait for an opportunity to hunt the clay dolls. But at this moment, a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking sounded in the center of the Sleepy God Pillar, and the towering Sleepy God Pillar suddenly rose for some reason, revealing a small square base under the Sleepy God Pillar.

The ruddy pillar stone began to crack at the moment when the Sleepy God Pillar rose, the crack was half a foot wide, Kong Xianglin looked at it, and he could see that in the dark crack, there seemed to be a bright pearl, and it was like a deep eye, lit up.

"What's that?" While Kong Xianglin was surprised, a trace of realization seemed to rise in his heart, as if he was beginning to get closer to the core of something.

The two warring sides also looked to the middle, and the granite pedestal beneath the Pillar of Sleepiness collapsed and cracked, revealing the scene inside.

"Little junior sister!" Bai Shujie looked at the pair of pale golden, shining electric wings in the pedestal, and said with surprise on his face.

But Kong Xianglin frowned and looked at the little junior sister's side, where a clay doll covered in gold threads and a face like gold paper was lying without breath, looking dead.

"She doesn't seem to be dead yet, Master, shall we save her?" Wen Xiayun asked Kong Xianglin for instructions. She and Han Jing can talk very well, and they have regarded her as sisters along the way, but although they and Mingjun are considered companions, the forces they represent are different after all, and when it came to this time, she couldn't figure out Kong Xianglin's wishes, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

"Save!" Kong Xianglin said, "But there is a breath of air, and she can't be allowed to die." He glanced at Mingjun out of the corner of his eye, but saw that he hadn't even looked at the little junior sister, and shook his head secretly in his heart, feeling that it was not worth it for the little junior sister. (To be continued......)