There's no way. Their strength is too weak compared with mu Hanyan and others. No matter how strong the array is, it can't make up the gap of their cultivation.

"Master Wu!" This time, ou Dechuan finally knew the horror of the cold smoke. He dared to despise it and cried out in panic.

"Well, you have to do it yourself." Covered in the robe, the old man sighed and slowly opened his cloak to cover his face. It was the rampant tusk, that is, the cloud sky in the mouth of Ou de Chuan.

Behind him, a man who also covered his whole body with a priest also showed his true face. Who could it be if he didn't help heaven.

The two exchanged glances. Rampant Liao continued to open the temple, but Fu Tian fought to destroy the array.

It can be seen that Fu Tian's injury has not yet healed, and his face is still a little pale. Of course, this is also normal. The destruction of his soul is equivalent to breaking the immortal body. There is no essential difference between the defensive and self-healing abilities of the practitioners in the holy land. They are seriously injured by the cold smoke, the wind and the God. How can they recover so easily.

But after all, the strength is there. As soon as he makes a move, the array will be brilliant, which is several times stronger than before.

"It's a top family from xiaoshentian. Even a servant has such accomplishments." Seeing this, ou Dechuan was relieved and said with emotion.

After Fu Tian came to Lingyu temple, he always followed him like a shadow. Everyone, including ou Dechuan, regarded him as the servant of Yun Changkong. They didn't take him seriously. Until now, they knew that they were wrong. Xiao Shentian was Xiao Shentian. Even if he was just a family servant, he was so powerful.

And soon after that, they knew that they were wrong, more thoroughly than they thought.

With the chanting of the rampant tusks, the door of the temple, which had been dusty for hundreds of thousands of years, opened little by little, and a skeleton came out. Although the robes on his body were broken and the swords in his hands were rusty, he still had the spirit of a strong man.

"The dead are dead!" Ou Dechuan and others were completely stunned.

During this period, the main temples rushed to help each other, and they also fought with the dead puppets. Naturally, they were no strangers.

However, because of their trust in Ou's wisdom, their worship of the strength of "cloud sky", and their vision of the family's future, they have never doubted the cloud sky at all.

"Yes, this is the dead spirit puppet. I am the rampant tusk you are looking for. This, Fu Tian, ha ha ha ha!" Kuan Liao burst out laughing.

"Wise, what's going on?" Ou Dechuan finally recovered and asked Ou Zhiming angrily.

"My father, it's all for our family, for..." Ou Zhiming said boldly.

When he said this, he didn't look surprised. It was obvious that he had known the real identities of Kuan Liao and Fu Tian for a long time.

"Shut up Before he had finished, he slapped him in the face and yelled at the elders, "stop them, stop them!"

With that, ou Dechuan stabbed Fu Tian with a sword, and several elders of the Ou family followed him.

Although they are selfish and ambitious, at least they know what is right and wrong. As a people of God's land, as a priest, how would they like to see hundreds of millions of people slaughtered and see God's land destroyed in such a way?

Unfortunately, it's too late to wake up. Their strength is too weak.

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