Mage Miaohua's face was like golden paper, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet had time to be wiped away, and he stared at the mess in front of him, his face was pale.

Xuanqing Zhenren led the team into the third layer of the spirit world to search, while clearing the weird while looking for drunken dreams and death, Miaohua Mage sat in the marching fortress and presided over the center, so, forming a tight net, and now, this net is broken.

The shrine is like a storm passing through the country, the incense and candles are all extinguished, the idol is decaying, and the divinity is completely gone.

The shrine is not dedicated to the statue of the Dao Ancestor, the statue of the Dao Ancestor was carried into the spiritual world by the Xuanqing real person, it is not a simple matter to invite the Dao Ancestor, it needs to consume a lot of faith incense, and it will cool down for a long time after one time before it can continue.

That is the existence of strategic weapons, which cannot be used lightly.

The shrine of the magic circle of Changning Temple is dedicated to Wang Lingguan, this is because the Daomen treasure basket that Xuanqing received in the altar of Zhihai is Wang Lingguan, so it is the proper meaning of the great array to be maintained by the divinity of Wang Lingguan.

It's like asking someone to do something.

When the matter comes, when you go to the temple gate, you will definitely not follow the existing channels to ask for the convenience of acquaintances, and you don't have to pay more costs.

It's just that the position of the spirit officer is not ranked in the Daomen Divine Court, similar to the role of the security captain of a certain community, that is to say, it is not the kind of god with unlimited divine power, and after the divine power enters the real world through the magic circle, the power is greatly attenuated.

That's why the circle was shattered.

Some powerful and terrifying force swept in, polluting the divinity, cutting off the operation of the magic circle, so that the Miaohua mage who presided over the magic circle had no time to react, and he was counterattacked, and the magic circle was broken, and for a while, it was difficult to maintain and operate.

What kind of power is this?

"Miaohua, this should be a drunken dream and a self-explosion!"

Assisting Master Miaohua in the center is Master Zhongping, the head of the Changning Guan Upper Academy, who is in charge of internal affairs, an innate powerhouse who has opened seventy-two acupoints, because he was over thirty-five years old when he was promoted to the innate level, he could not be punished, and could only take the path of casting spells through tricks.

Unlike Miaohua, he did it on his own initiative.

Miaohua was possessed by a strange before he was promoted to the innate and was only achieved with the help of that strange congenital, the two are different, to some extent, the strength of Miaohua Mage is stronger, because his fusion with his own weirdness is stronger than that of Master Zhongping.

However, because of his own weirdness, Master Zhongping knows very well about weird aura.

He said that this is a drunken dream and a self-explosion, so this statement is inseparable from the truth.

"Why?"

Mage Miaohua frowned.

Weird is another kind of creature, but all creatures have the instinct to survive, most of them are no exception, drunken dreams and death are actually among them, which is why Xuanqing Zhenren insists on capturing this thing with the power of Changning Guan.

If it is cornered, there is a high probability that this thing will surrender in order to survive.

In this way, Changning Guan can use that guy as the center to construct a spiritual realm rich in resources, a spiritual realm completely controlled by himself.

Self-destructing?

Didn't hear of it!

"I don't know."

Master Zhongping shook his head.

"Anyway, I'm sure that thing blew itself up, using itself as an enchantment, constructing the fourth layer of the spirit world, the viewer and most of his comrades were pulled into the fourth layer, the magic circle was damaged, and it was difficult for us to get in touch with the viewer in the first place."

"We don't know anything about the rules of the fourth spiritual realm."

Master Zhongping glanced at Miaohua.

Miaohua was silent.

"Miaohua, in my opinion, as soon as the algorithm array is back in operation, even if you get in touch with the viewer, you shouldn't continue to invest manpower and material resources, you know, those who have fallen into the spiritual world are the elites of my Changning Concept, and now, most of the people outside are crooked melons and cracked dates, which are useless!"

Master Zhongping continued.

"Why don't you send someone to the Tingchao Pavilion to summon the message?"

He pursed his lips, which were somewhat dry.

"This matter, relying solely on the power of our Changning Temple, can't be picked up!"

Mage Myshua remained silent.

This suggestion goes against the strategy set by Xuanqing Zhenren, but this suggestion is the only practical strategy in the current environment, if he insists on going his own way and continues to invest, Master Miaohua feels that Changningguan may be wiped out this time.

"Good!"

Miaohua patted her robe and dusted off her sleeves.

"That's it, you and I are responsible for this matter, send someone to the Chao Pavilion to send a message, the top priority is to save the fallen fellow from the spirit world, compared to it, everything else is not important!"

……

At the same time, Huaizhuang.

A village surrounded by locust forests.

If the people of Changning Temple are here, they will find that the locust tree here and the locust tree in the spiritual realm of Tianmu Mountain are the same variety, a very rare blood-filigree locust, that is to say, the body of this locust tree has a series of blood-like red marks.

Folklore, this thing beckons ghosts.

But it has the effect of requiem.

The backyard of Huaizhuang is extremely spacious, one hundred and eight black coffins form a magic circle, in the center of the circle, the third uncle of the owner of Huaizhuang sits cross-legged, holding a staff in his right hand, and the bell on the staff jingles.

The magic circle is also in a mess, similar to the central magic circle of Changning Temple.

One hundred and eight black coffins were not intact, some seemed to have burned, only a black mass, some coffin lids were missing, some corpses poked out of the coffin, lying motionless, and some coffins seemed to have been soaked in water and rotted.

The third uncle's face was like gold paper, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped.

Originally, it was an old decay, but at this time, it was even more aging than before, and it looked like it could get into the coffin and become a corpse at any time.

He stood up, hunched over, coughing violently with every step.

Outside the magic circle, there was a woman wearing a black robe who only showed a pair of eyes, if Suning An was here, most of them would be able to recognize this woman, with evil eyes and eyebrows like knives, it was the woman who dealt with Danyangzi in the bubble of the real world.

"The plan went well!"

The third uncle respected the woman very much, even if he couldn't even walk, he still bowed to the woman and made a big salute before speaking.

"Once this Yin and Yang Array is activated, if you don't want to explode yourself if you don't want to explode yourself, you can only explode yourself, in this way, an illusion is constructed, Xuanqing, this guy is ambitious and talented, and he must be at a loss if he is trapped in it."

"Those miscellaneous hairs outside, there is only one way to go by notifying the Chao Pavilion!"

The third uncle said softly.

"Is it worth it?"

When the woman speaks, her voice is featureless, making people forget it when they hear it.

"The magic circle was shattered, and the captured drunken dream death was sent out, and the three corpses of a guy who almost got the way were given, third uncle, the price you paid is a lot of money!"

The third uncle smiled.

"For the sake of the great cause of the Holy Religion, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed!"

"Not to mention those things outside the body, even the life of old decay can be sacrificed to the Holy Spirit at any time, only when the Holy Spirit comes, can the world be peaceful!"