In addition, the feeling of dying vitality and the gradually oppressive aura of destruction makes people's scalp numb.

This Taoist palace is collapsing.

"Walk!"

"Quickly enter the ancient tower!"

"If we don't go in, I'm afraid there will be no way out."

Swish, brush, brush!

Soon, the remaining monks also suppressed their inner fear of the ancient pagoda, and entered the ancient pagoda one after another.

…

"Sword Master of Shushan, let's go too and act according to the plan."

The ancient blood demon is very sensitive to the smell of death.

It looked faintly into the distance, seeming to see patches of darkness descending, swallowing up the entire huge Taoist palace world. In just a few breaths, this breath of death had already approached the vicinity of the central ancient tower.
Chapter completed!