"The disciples of Wanjian Sect come out with me." Chi Jianzi waved his sleeves and only rolled up the two disciples Jian Qing and Yun Piaoyan, roaring, and flew directly to the torn barrier.

"Come on." Wen Ruyu shouted at Bai Meier, and his body rushed towards the seal of the barrier.

"Hurry up, the barrier is healing. If you don't go out, you won't go out." A roar suddenly broke out among the monks who had already rushed over and wanted to rush out quickly.

So the monk who was rushing forward raised his head and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, after Chi Jianzi flew out with Jian Qing and Yun Piaoyan, the gap in the barrier actually began to heal. So all the monks rushed towards the gap even more crazily.

"Get out of here, or I will kill you." A very fast monk shouted at a slower monk in front of him. But the monk had no time to pay attention to him.

So the roaring monk directly slashed at the monk who was blocking him with a sword, and then continued to rush forward. The explosion of this monk was like a fuse. All the monks below attacked the monks in front of him, as if they could go out alive as long as they killed the person in front of him.

Under the oppression of death on this side, all the monks burst out their dark side. They attacked the people in front of them in a crazi manner, killing these people, all of them seemed to be trapped in a demon.

"Bastard, you all go to die." After Chi Jianzi took Jian Qing and Yun Piaoyan out, Wen Ruyu rushed out immediately. The one below Wen Ruyu was a late-stage monk in the out-of-body stage. Seeing the gap in the barrier getting smaller and smaller, the attack below was attacking him like a heavy rain. Many of the out-of-body stage monks participated in the attack.

The monk who was out of the body was furious, and a wheel-shaped magic weapon flew out of the body of the monk who was out of the body. The old man himself attacked and staggered, and the monk who was out of the body had a broken arm. His eyes were blood red and he roared out a word in his throat: "Explode."

"Bastard, he self-destructed his natal magic weapon and avoided it." The aura monk who followed the out-of-body stage immediately changed his face when he heard the voice of the monk. A late-stage out-of-body stage cultivator exploded his natal magic weapon. Even the early stage cultivator in the early stage of the god distraction would be afraid, not to mention that those of them are not as good as the cultivator who self-destructed his natal magic weapon.

So, the most pointed group of monks who had rushed towards the gap in the sky barrier suddenly paused and flew down. They collided with other monks who rushed up quickly, and for a moment the sky was filled with cursing sounds.

However, as soon as these curses sounded, they were instantly submerged in a huge burst sound. The late-stage monk who self-destructed his natal magic weapon staggered. His face turned pale and kept vomiting blood. His body was shaking away from the gap in this barrier.

However, as soon as the monk poked out half of his body, the healing barrier stuck his waist, and the blood color used around him instantly covered the barriers in the remaining blank spaces.

"No!" A voice full of unwillingness came out of the monk's mouth, and then with a click, the monk was cut in half by the healing barrier, and his lower body remained in the barrier, while the upper body went out of the barrier.

Like the monk who was cut in half, when facing a late-stage monk who self-destructed the power of a natal magic weapon in the late stage of out-of-body cultivator, many of them made unwilling roars, and then were hit by the exploded natal magic weapon, and they could not die anymore. And those who avoided the self-destruction of natal magic weapon, saw the healing barrier, shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Bastard, don't let me go out, otherwise I will destroy your entire clan." Bai Meier's body was surrounded by a layer of white fluorescence. A three-tailed fox in this fluorescence kept wandering, blocking all the impact for Bai Meier, but although Bai Meier did not threaten herself by her self-destructed natal magic weapon.

However, facing the barrier that had healed and was invaded by blood, Bai Meier had a full impact, but there was no ripples. Bai Meier's face turned pale, and the other monks who fought each other stopped fighting and calmed down after being shined by their natal magic weapons.

However, facing the healed barrier, these people were bloodless and looked desperate on their faces. Among these people, Jiang Lin, because Jiang Lin felt that when the barrier healed, a more dangerous aura began to echo around, and the source of this aura was that Jiang Lin felt uneasy from the beginning and the jade pendant also guided the underground.

"What is that?" exclaimed a monk flying in the air.

All the monks looked towards the ground, and saw that the ground that was originally blocked by the black floor suddenly collapsed. A blood-red crack that looked like a monster's mouth slowly opened, and blood-red lines rushed out of the crack like raindrops from the storm and shot towards the monks in the sky.

At the same time, a huge suction force appeared in the crack. The monks who originally wanted to avoid the blood-colored silk threads made a terrifying cry and wanted to struggle, but their bodies couldn't help but fly towards the crack. Then their bodies were wrapped in blood-colored silk threads, like a gift captured by a huge spider.

These blood-colored silk threads wrapped the monks and pulled them to the blood-red mouth that cracked on the ground. In just a moment, half of the monks in the sky were sucked away, and the monks who had not been able to fly on the ground could not help but be sucked by this bloody mouth.

All the monks struggled constantly, but they lacked the suction force to get rid of the cracks. And the blood-red barrier in the sky began to drag the entire Xiumo Temple to sink continuously. In just a moment, the monks who could still feel the existence of sunlight through the blood-color barrier suddenly felt a darkness above their heads, and then the whole world was surrounded by blood.

When he discovered the suction force of the crack on the ground, Jiang Lin immediately fell on the ground. Then the earth's force surged out from his body, and Jiang Lin's legs were stuck on the ground as if they were rooted, resisting the terrifying suction force of the crack.

But a monk who passed by Jiang Lin and whose body could not resist the suction of the crack subconsciously waved his arms and hugged Jiang Lin's thighs, and then he was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and refused to let go. Then one, two, three...

Jiang Lin, who was standing on the ground, hugged five monks on his legs. Then these monks were hugged by other monks, and they kept connecting them. A chain composed of monks hugged monks, and looked at the crack with Jiang Lin as the starting point.

All monks desperately hugged the monks in front of them. Some monks were hugged their legs, some monks were hugged their waists, and some monks were even hugged their necks. In short, crying, scolding, and shrill roars in the face of unknown fear, the sound of clothes being torn apart one after another.

At this moment, the blood-colored silk threads captured by the monks in the sky finally swept away the monks in the sky. They pulled these monks closer to the blood-colored cracks, and countless silk threads began to wrap the monks connected into a chain on the ground and pulled them into the cracks, as if they were using these monks as ropes to compete with Jiang Lin for a tug of war.

"Let it go, let it go, bastard let it go." The monk who wanted to keep his arms or body from behind was thrown out. However, facing the terrible suction force, he did not dare to lift his legs at all, and Jiang Lin, who was holding his legs, threw them out, roared loudly.

However, the monks holding Jiang Lin's legs were also hugged by others. Jiang Lin was their life-saving straw, and these monks never let go. Some monks even poured spiritual power into their arms, and hugged Jiang Lin's legs tightly, as if they didn't want to let go for ten thousand years.

Knock! Knock! Even if Jiang Lin's soles took root, the huge suction force facing the cracks and hundreds of monks floated around all used Jiang Lin as a wooden stake. Jiang Lin's body was pulled forward little by little, which made Jiang Lin's angrily scolding louder, but no monk was willing to let go.

Even the monk who was wrapped in blood-colored silk threads and pulled towards the cracks tightly held the monk in front of him, and let the blood-colored silk threads pull it without letting go, so that Jiang Lin could bear even greater strength.

Touch! A monk flew from behind Jiang Lin and hit Jiang Lin. Subconsciously, Jiang Lin grabbed him behind him, trying to throw the monk out. After all, his legs were already held by someone, and when the upper body was hugged, Jiang Lin would be even more passive.

But just as Jiang Lin reached out to grab it, his face changed. He felt a soft body sucking on Jiang Lin's body like an octopus. A pair of pink arms surrounded Jiang Lin's neck, a pair of crystal clear jade feet overlapped on Jiang Lin's lower abdomen, and his soft and tough legs wrapped around Jiang Lin's waist. Then he pressed against Jiang Lin's back, shaking his flattened peaks. Such a bone-eroded feeling made Jiang Lin's mood sway, his feet were a little weak, and he was almost pulled away by the suction force of the crack.
Chapter completed!