Fourteen black figures attacked the seven swords of the temple like ghosts of tangible substances, and white light erupted in the array for a while, Gu Qingquan watched with interest as the seven people fought more and more enemies, and separated a trace of soul perception to probe the black figure.

At the moment when the soul power came into contact with the black figure, Gu Qingquan felt the muscles tremble all over his body, and hurriedly withdrew his soul power like an electric shock, and an indescribable cold spread out from the depths of his soul, the hairs on his body stood up, and his stomach suddenly turned over.

Gu Qingquan, who was imprisoned in mid-air, wanted to raise his hand and touch his neck, but he was helpless but couldn't move, retched a few times, and couldn't wait to spit out everything he had eaten in his life. After taking a few breaths, he calmed down, looked at the black figure with fear, and sighed in his heart, what the hell is this!

"These black things almost gather the most filthy and cold breath in the world. Feeling Gu Qingquan's soul tremble violently in his body, Ling Cangjiang used his consciousness to communicate with Gu Qingquan.

"The deity has lived for so many years, and I have never seen such a disgusting thing!" Gu Qingquan said with a few sighs of relief, but there was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone. This filthy and cold aura happened to be in contrast to the light and holiness on the seven swords of the temple, and one can imagine the current situation of those seven people.

What Gu Qingquan couldn't understand was why the Yin Luo Ghost Brake would target the Supreme Sanctuary so much.

Thinking about it, Gu Qingquan used his soul power as a medium to grab the vitality on the Songtao Sword and integrate it into Ling Cangjiang's body, further controlling Ling Cangjiang's body. Unexpectedly, as soon as this vitality was grabbed, it was like a drop of water falling on a dry sponge, and it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all of it was sucked into the Ninety-Nine Blood Array.

Qingxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, Gu Qingquan felt the tearing force coming from the Ninety-Nine Blood Demon Array, and his heart moved, and he grabbed a wisp of vitality again. This time, he did not directly integrate the vitality into Ling Cangjiang's body, but absorbed all the vitality into the soul imprint carved by Gu Qingquan.

With the blessing of a thousand blows from the weak water, Ling Cangjiang only felt a strange shock coming from his body, and then a warm current slowly overflowed from the soul imprint, and the wisps spread to all corners of his body, and an indescribable comfort emanated from every cell.

The originally pale face instantly improved a lot, and the lost vitality was immediately replenished, and Ling Cangjiang secretly rejoiced in his heart. Glad that he had made the choice before, maybe this senior who had cultivated to Tongtian could really fully grasp the current situation.

At this time, Gu Qingquan didn't care what Ling Cangjiang was thinking, he found that at the moment of the upgrade injection, the center of gravity of the entire large array had a tendency to tilt to this side, and he hurriedly stopped grabbing the upgrade, and the huge soul power emitted a lot, evacuating the aura that had gathered over.

After a long time, it was not easy to stabilize the aura of the Ninety-Nine Blood Demon Array. At this time, Gu Qingquan also controlled the weak water thousand strikes, completely fusing the vitality on the Songtao Sword with the lifeblood of the Ling Cang River.

In mid-air, Gu Qingquan, who was imprisoned, opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Xia, and only after making sure that Qian Yuyan didn't see any clues, did he start the next move. At this time, Gu Qingquan realized what it meant to divide the heart into two uses, which was really quite troublesome.

Gu Qingquan's soul power swam around Ling Cangjiang's body for a while, and then he carefully controlled his soul power to cover the large array.

A grand scene appeared in front of him in an instant, plus the Qian Yan who swept the array, a total of one hundred and nine strong people who cultivated to at least six-star Venerable or above, and at the same time slowly injected their own aura and vitality into the large array, and a majesty that made people feel palpitations from a distance rushed straight to their minds. If it weren't for Gu Qingquan having already controlled Ling Cangjiang's body, this power alone would be enough to shock Gu Qingquan's soul.

Dumbfounded, Gu Qingquan swallowed his saliva with difficulty. You must know that this big array of Lu Dao needs the vitality of everyone to operate normally, and it is really a bloody investment! Even if you can save this small life after the incident, it will be cultivated to a great extent, and it will be difficult to recover in eight or nine years.

With such hard work, there must be some other intentions! Gu Qingquan secretly thought to himself, and his soul power had already been scanned over more than a hundred people. It was found that not all the martial artists in the array, and in the five directions of the large array, there were also several Spirit Venerable powerhouses.

In the big cycle of the Ninety-Nine Blood Demon Array, there is also a small cycle that contains the power of the five elements. The Yuan Power of several Spirit Venerables fused together, complementing each other, forming a mysterious balance, and the colorful brilliance was slowly circulating. It was similar to the Five Elements Cage that Gu Qingquan had seen in Longxiao Valley, but it was much stronger than the Five Elements Cage.

What a Ninety-Nine Blood Demon Array! There is actually a five-element defensive array nested inside! Although it is called a defensive array, this array can be attacked, defended, and blocked! No wonder the Ninety-Nine Blood Demon Array is so domineering, and the person who designed this formation must also be a brilliant person, but this method is also too much to kill the iron and blood, and the soul power swam around, and sure enough, there is no way to leave.

At this time, the seven people of the temple no longer had the graceful holiness of Fang Cai, their expressions were solemn, and the long sword in their hands did not pause for a moment.

"What the hell is this! It's disgusting, and you can't die!" waved the long sword in his hand, and complained aggrievedly.

"If this continues, these disgusting things will only increase, and our situation will become more and more dangerous. The first sword slammed into the black figure that swooped down, with obvious disgust on his face, "There is only one trick to deal with this filthy thing." ”

Several people looked at each other, and they all held the small white stone on their left wrist, the long sword stood in front of their chests, and the seven of them were tightly back to back, their hands formed a strange mark, and they were still muttering something in their mouths.

It is a language that does not belong on the Eastern Road, like Sanskrit sounds from the universe. In an instant, a dazzling white light erupted from the seven people's bodies, like seven small suns, immediately dispelling the blood mist around the seven people. The long sword floating in front of him also became brighter and brighter, and a circular mark slowly formed on the tip of the sword.

The entire space is plated in a soft milky white, filled with the smell of holy light. The jet-black figures seemed to be very afraid of this aura, and when they were ten meters away from the seven people in the temple, their speed slowed down, and they waved their weapons with their teeth and claws.

"Purify, Fallen Earth, Holy Light Purify!" The white mark on the long sword became the size of a watermelon in the blink of an eye, and the seven people grabbed the long sword in their hands and stabbed it into the body with a low cry, and the seven sword tips gathered at one point, and the seven white marks merged into one.

In an instant, a violent storm arose, and the overlapping white marks made a clicking sound, and suddenly expanded to all sides, the white light shone, Gu Qingquan only felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and couldn't help blinking. When he opened it again, all that remained in his sight was the huge white imprint, slowly hovering over the seven members of the Temple.

The holy white light swirled with the sigil, and circles of white ripples spread out like sharp blades, slamming into the black figures in all directions.