"Run! Scatter and run!"

Temuyang shouted loudly, and sacrificed his natal magic weapon "Lingwu Bell" on his head, while protecting his whole body, he flew towards the entrance of the valley.

The rest of the people were no exception, and each used their own means to escape. Yun Guzi saw the bad opportunity and was the first to run away, not even caring about the life and death of his fellow disciples. At this time, he had already ran away a hundred feet away.

However, several golden-robed monks in mid-air smiled coldly, and then each raised their hands to perform a spell.

The seven "Candle God Puppet" opened their mouths at the same time, and thousands of golden streams of light poured down, as if a golden rain had fallen, covering the entire canyon.

Swish, brush, brush!

As the golden streamer fell, the canyon continued to wail.

In just a few breaths, all the monks who were talking about entering the valley just now were completely wiped out!

All the monks, including Yun Guzi, were pierced by those golden streams of light, and eventually turned into a pile of minced corpses.

The originally vibrant valley was left with only deathly silence.

After a while, a man in golden robe suddenly said:

"Go! See if they are all dead."

This person gave the order, and all the other monks jumped off the "Candle God Puppet" and began to inspect the corpses one by one along the mountain path.

However, just when everyone's attention was focused on the corpses, an inconspicuous black mosquito flew out from the crack in the cliff.
Chapter completed!