I looked at the Seventh Master with some confusion.

Why did he vomit blood?

He's been backlashed?

The ghost control technique will indeed backlash, but it won't be so powerful.

Also, if these three ghosts are killed, he is equivalent to losing his property.

It's like losing something, and it's normal to be in a bad mood, but why is he so angry?

In addition to anger, there is sadness, fear, and loss......

It's like having a loved one die.

At this moment, I suddenly felt like a lightning bolt crossed my head.

I suddenly realized, pointed to the seventh master and said, "I understand. These three powerful ghosts are your master and ancestor."

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The Seventh Master ignored me and was still attacking frantically.

I gritted my teeth and persevered.

I knew I would win if it was only two hours long.

I yelled, "Dude, how long has it been?"

Jin Shengshui said, "Fifteen minutes."

Me: "......"

A wave of despair rose from my heart.

Only fifteen minutes?

But how do I feel like hours have passed?

With this offensive, it would be nice if I could hold out for half an hour, and I will hold out for two hours?

It's impossible.

Jin Shengshui and Ji Yansheng also saw it, and I couldn't hold on anymore.

The two of them let out a long roar and began to attack the back of the Seventh Master.

In fact, the strength of the two of them is not enough to tickle the seventh master.

It's just that there are so many people behind him to make trouble, and the seventh master has to be distracted.

And I got a chance to breathe, and instantly took out a charm and put it on my arm.

The arm just now suddenly felt a chill, and the pain was almost gone.

I was glad that my arm hadn't been broken.

As long as it is not broken, hold on for a while, wait for the seventh master to be repulsed, and then slowly recuperate.

Suddenly, Cheng Jiao, who was lying on the ground, roared, "You bastards, are you just watching my master being besieged?"

Cheng Jiao was scolding those cultivators who went to Beijing.

These cultivators looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, their expressions hesitated, and no one spoke.

Cheng Jiao said again: "I used to be respectful to our master and apprentice, but now that I use you, all of them are used as rice buckets?"

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while. What are we keeping you for?"

A practitioner in the crowd whispered, "We weren't raised by you......

Cheng Jiao was furious and said, "Whoever is talking, there is a kind of stand up for me."

Of course, no one stepped forward.

Cheng Jiao roared again, "Don't move, do you? Those who are here today will be counted as one, and we will slowly settle the account."

Those cultivators were obviously a little scared.

Someone said, "These dogs from Lingzhou are too deceitful. Come with me, guys."

With the leader, those cultivators immediately rushed over.

At this time, three cultivators blocked them.

When I saw them, I couldn't help but feel a warm heart.

It's the old cat and the fire sunflower three.

The old cat said faintly, "Everyone, our cultivators in Beijing are indeed in a group. But you can't make a distinction between right and wrong, right?"

"Our senior brothers and sisters, I can't stand it anymore."