These purple moth soul-loving Gu are too terrifying. The Dharma-professional master knew that they would die. They ignited their souls and bodies together and turned into thousands of purple moth soul-loving Gu. The purpose was to kill all the people who invaded the head of the White Lotus Sect without leaving any of them.

Faced with such a terrifying situation, except for the wizards in the southern border, Meng Chiyou, who had some other methods, most of the rest were helpless. Even if they wanted to be a top master like Xuan Ming, they could only burn a few talismans and eliminate the purple moth soul-loving Gu near him. But they just wanted to protect themselves, and they had no choice but to use these poisonous objects.

At this time, a man stood up again. This person was Zhou Ming, who was seriously injured. He squinted his eyes and looked at the purple moth soul-loving Gu that was constantly flying up and down. He suddenly slapped his chest and shouted loudly: Fat bug, it's time to use you again, why don't you get out quickly?

After being summoned by his master, the Thousand-Year Gu, which had made many military achievements in the past few days, flew out again from Zhou Ming. However, this time, Zhou Ming felt that the chrysanthemum tightened and his face turned extremely ugly. Although this fat bug was a little fat, it also had a temper. Although it was fat, it didn't like others to say that it was fat, even its little master, but under the watch of so many people, Zhou Ming could only swallow the pain himself, but in his heart, he was scolding the damn bug. It was not good to come out, and he had to go to the wrong place.

As soon as the Thousand-year Gu appeared, his fat little butt twisted and rushed straight into the sky, intercepting the group of purple moth soul-loving Gu. For a moment, the Thousand-year Gu's body became red as blood, and its whole body was brighter. The whole body became bigger several times, like an angry toad, but even so, it could not hide the fact that it was the king of the Gu. The Thousand-year Gu, raised for a thousand years, and used troops for a thousand days, and it was time for this little thing to show its power.

When the purple moth soul-loving Gu saw the Thousand-year-old Gu appear and cross in front of them, none of the purple moth soul-loving Gu dared to step forward again.

The Thousand Year Gu flew up and down, and suddenly another sound like a cricket was made. The sound seemed to have endless majesty. Several purple moth soul-loving Gu that were close to it, fell to the ground after hearing this sound. The light on his body dimmed and turned into a ball of ashes.

The sound of the Thousand-Year Gu became stronger and stronger, and then it flew towards the place where the purple moth soul-loving Gu was the most. When it was flying, some white powder shook off its wings. Wherever it passed, large areas of purple moth soul-loving Gu fell to the ground and turned into a wisp of blue smoke. The other purple moth soul-loving Gu were afraid of being anxious, and the king of the Gu fled everywhere.

The guardian of the dwarf palm with a broken arm in the distance saw this, and knew that the situation was going to be. If he stayed here, he would end up like a guardian of the merits. He turned around and took several seriously injured soldiers and crawled into the depths of the forest.

There were always people watching the guardians of the army. Seeing him running away at this moment, the Daoxuan Zhenren from Wudang Mountain chased after him with the sword of killing ghosts and subduing demons, shouting loudly: Don't escape, go forward half a step and will not be able to forgive me.

As Daoxuan came out, a Tianya Zhenren holding a Longquan sword in Qingcheng Mountain, followed by several masters.
Chapter completed!