Demon Suppression Terrace.

At this time, the clouds outside the tower were dense, the wind was strong, and countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, setting off the whole world in a miserable white.

When Huiqing used the Lingbao Huangquan River, the entire Changsitai lake was surging. The monstrous flood washed over the huge demon platform, and the human skin boat of the flat boat swayed up and down with the flood under the control of the painter, but it was never overturned.

At this time, the outside of the demon platform had become an ocean of swamps, and countless ghosts were swallowed by the flood, struggling in the Huangquan River, and finally gradually sank without making a sound.

"Is it over?"

Watching the flood devouring the ghosts and pouring into the demon platform, He Liancheng, who was standing on the human skin boat, still had a palpitation. At the last moment, he and others were not opponents at all, and it should be said that it was a test of whether he and others could hold on until help came. In the end, it was with the help of the Painter that he escaped.

"I'm afraid not."

Du Chen also came to the head of the bed against the strong wind, and faintly he could hear the huge roaring battle sound coming from the demon suppression platform. But the storm is getting more and more violent, and there is no intention of stopping at all.

Bang.

With a loud thunderbolt roaring, a bucket-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck a large hall of the Great Compassion Temple next door.

"It's Ziwu."

Shen Juan, who was observing the surroundings, saw Ziwu lying on a big pillar in the river with the help of Eagle Eye.

"Get over there."

Du Chen urged the painted skin ghost, now only Zijue and Ziwu are still alive in this Temple of Mercy, and now Zijue is unconscious, and it is still unknown whether he can survive. The only one who can still be sure to be alive is Ziwu, if even Ziwu is dead, I'm afraid that the Temple of Compassion will really disappear from now on.

The painted skin ghost supported the human skin boat, and after discovering that Ziwu was there, he rushed to Ziwu.

At this time, the wind and waves are getting stronger and stronger, and the river is full of trees, rubble, and broken houses.

"Ziwu, reach over."

When the human skin boat approached the big pillar that Ziwu was holding, Du Chen stretched out his hand, grabbed Ziwu's right hand stretched out in a panic, and pulled Ziwu to the boat with a forceful pull.

At this time, Ziwu's whole body was already soaked, and coupled with the bone-chilling cold of the river, his whole body was shivering. But everyone didn't have a better way for a while, Ling Kexin hugged Ziwu over and tried to give Ziwu some warmth. This made Ziwu's body have a trace of warmth, although it was summer, but under the action of the Lingbao Huangquan River, the river water was very cold.

cough cough cough cough ......

In the corner of the human skin boat, there was a rapid cough, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. Su Luo sat on the edge of the human skin boat, his face pale, and he no longer looked heroic and sassy before.

"How did you find us?"

After Du Chen handed over Ziwu to Ling Kexin, he walked towards Su Luo's side. Although in the beginning, the two sides were hostile because of the issue of camps. But now because of infighting, the Huang camp was finally wiped out by his own side, leaving only Su Luo who was forced to rebel.

Su Luo's left eye was covered with a white cloth, and he was the crossbowman shè in his left eye when he was besieged, although he was later medicated, but his eye could not be saved at all, and finally his left eye was completely blind.

"Seeing the sound of fighting here, the painted skin ghost wanted to go to Zijue, but was blocked by other powerful ghosts, so I helped deal with it, and I barely caught up."

Su Luo's voice was weak, and by the light of thunder and lightning, Du Chen found that the blood in Su Luo's abdomen was flowing out again, obviously because the wound burst out when he fought with the ghost before. Even on the arm, there was a scratched wound, and blood was falling down the clothes.

"Why, do you think I'm going to die, do you regret not killing me with your own hands? Hunting people from the opposing camp also has a reward when clearing the level. ”

Seeing that Du Chen didn't speak, Su Luo laughed self-deprecatingly.

"It's the same if I kill you now." Du Chen replied.

"But I saved you, and if you kill me now, aren't you afraid that your henchmen will be afraid of you?" Su Luo didn't care if Du Chen really killed him, now that he was weak, there was no way to stop Du Chen from doing anything.

"Killing a dying person doesn't have many points."

Du Chen looked at Zijue and Ziwu, the two brothers, worriedly, after the catastrophe, only the two of them were left in the entire Mercy Temple. Zhijing and Zhizhi are already certain to die, and as for their master Huiqing, I am afraid there is no possibility of surviving at this time when they have not recovered their strength.

Bang!

There was a huge collision sound from the Demon Town, and the entire Demon Town Platform shook violently, and the flood that had been poured began to gradually stop.

The painter who has been fighting with the torrent has finally breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent being sucked into the demon suppression platform, the painted skin ghost mother-in-law used up almost all of her abilities. If it drags on a little longer, I'm afraid everyone will be sucked in.

As this loud bang fell, the originally violent wind also stopped, the thunder and lightning gradually weakened, and the dark clouds overhead began to dissipate.

In just a split second, all the anomalies began to dissipate.

"The moon, the moon is out."

Ye Xuan exclaimed in surprise, and everyone was also pleasantly surprised to find that a faint trace of moonlight appeared above his head, which was originally shrouded in thick black clouds, and then the moon also emerged from the dark clouds.

The flood waters are rapidly receding, revealing a mess of large and small mosques of mercy. And strangely, the Changshitai area outside the Temple of Mercy was not affected. All the disasters are concentrated in Chang Sitai.

The ghosts that were originally all over the sky have all disappeared, leaving only a few lonely eccentrics watching everything in confusion on the rooftop.

"Is this really the end of it?"

Seeing Peng Bo's breathing getting weaker and weaker, Helian Cheng became anxious, hoping to get out of here as soon as possible.

"I'm afraid not yet, if it's over, we should be able to receive a hint."

Du Chen shook his head, but since there was no movement in the Demon Suppression Platform, and everything had calmed down, maybe Huiqing would have died. It's just that there may be one more requirement that hasn't been met, so I didn't get a hint.

"Du Chen, come and take a look, Zijue's body is gradually becoming transparent."

Just when everything calmed down, Ling Kexin in the middle of the human skin boat suddenly shouted hurriedly, and the body holding Zijue in her arms also began to gradually change from the entity to the void and transparent.

Ling Kexin's hands could even penetrate Zijue's body little by little, as if Zijue was just a shadow of a mirror.

"It's time to come, it's still here after all."

The painted skin ghost mother-in-law standing at the bow of the boat sighed regretfully. The empty eyes make people feel the thick reluctance. (To be continued.) )