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Nan Ming was standing under his feet with a faint escape light, floating in the air, staring at the terrifying statue dozens of meters away, and he was holding a half-dead monk in his hand.

His actions naturally attracted the attention of many monks present.

The statue opposite Nanming is a lifelike snake monster. Unlike the previous Haotian Snake Dragon King, this snake monster is smaller in size, with a narrow head and a fierce red light in its eyes.

Before getting close to this statue, the oncoming killing aura can make people feel abnormal. Even people from the South Ming dare not approach this statue easily.

Take out a rope from the storage bag, Nan Ming tied up the monk who was unknown to life and death, then flew slightly higher, and the rope in his hand shook.

With a scream of "Ah", the tied monk was drifted over.

Dozens of monks present were watching what would happen next.

As a result, the monk's body passed by the statue and floated back.

"Buzz!" The statue emitted a red light all over, like a real killing aura radiating around.

The lifelike statue of the snake monster seemed to have become alive at this moment, staring at the monks present, and their eyes finally fell on Nan Ming.

Nan Ming's heart was also a little furious when he was stared at by the snake monster, and his body retreated like the one behind him.

After a while, there was no movement in the statue.

Nan Ming approached again, and the rope shook again.

The monk's body passed by the statue again. This time, the snake monster just stared at Nan Ming with cold eyes, but there was no sign of taking action.

Nan Ming pondered for a moment, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes. He shook his hands hard, and the monk rushed towards the statue.

"Bang!" The monk's head suddenly hit the statue's body.

The brain skull ruptured, and red blood and white brain matter suddenly swelled on the statue.

Blood stained the surface of the statue, but it was quickly absorbed.

A strange red light flashed across the surface of the statue.

Seeing this scene, Nanming flashed with light at his feet and his body shot towards the distance.

The red light quickly wrapped the entire statue, and the red light continued to spread around.

One meter, ten meter, twenty meter...

Soon, with the snake monster as the center, the ground within a radius of fifty meters was covered with a layer of red light.

"Hissing" the snake monster suddenly made a creepy sound, and the red light around it gradually penetrated into its body.

A pair of vicious eyes stared at the monks around him.

"This monster probably has reached the level 4." Some monks said with fear on their faces.

"If we go forward, wouldn't we die?"

...

Many monks flew in the air and observed the terrifying snake monster from afar.

The snake monster is more than twenty meters long, about the size of a bucket, and is blue-gray all over. The snake skin seems to be very flexible. There is no emotion in his eyes, and it exudes a fierce red light.

"Let's do it together. If we don't kill this snake, we can't even enter the interior of this temple."

Nan Ming's cold voice came to the audience.

There were about fifty or sixty monks in the audience. The strength of these monks was all elites of the same level. Each of them had a few tricks that could not be underestimated.

Under the leadership of Nan Ming, the monks present slowly approached the snake monster.

Strangely, this snake monster never refused to leave the red circle range of fifty meters. Even if the monks outside approached little by little, they would not see it coming out.

"Hiss~~" the snake monster kept making heart-shaking sounds, but it could not stop these elite monks from approaching slowly.

When dozens of people present approached the red circle, they all stopped and never dared to move forward a little.

Anyone with a little brain will know that the snake monster dared not walk out of the red light because of some concern.

"Everyone will try to attack with magic." Nan Ming pointed his thumb, and suddenly, a blue ice hockey condensed in his hands.

Seeing this, the monks present would use some simple spells to attack the snake.

Dozens of spells with no less power than the second level attacked the strange snake.

However, at this moment, a red light shield suddenly surged across the red circle, and all the spells were blocked, leaving no ripple behind.

"What's going on? You can't attack it!" Some monks were stunned.

"Or what if you want, everyone will try a more powerful spell."

"I'll attack with a spiritual weapon!"

...

The monks present immediately showed their own knowledge, and the gorgeous rays of light hit the red light cover like a meteor shower, which were mixed with many spiritual weapons attacks.

However, no matter how the attack was, the red light shield remained unmoved and was completely unshakable.

All monks were silent.

"It must be necessary to enter the red light shield before attacking it." Some monks quickly came to the conclusion.

Entering the red light shield? Who wants to?

The monks present, look at me, and look at you, no one will go in first.

Zhang Heng was also very depressed. If this continues, the Blood Killing Temple will not be opened until when will it be opened?

"Hehe, I think everyone doesn't have to go to the temple. It's better to go to the outside of the cave to fight the autumn wind."

At this moment, a very fat monk was talking sarcastic words beside him.

Zhang Heng looked sideways and saw that this person was Wang Yuan whom he had seen not long ago. At this moment, there was a blood killing mark on his head, which was considered to have collected three blood killing marks.

"That fat man, it's you, go in!" Nan Ming's cold eyes locked on Wang Yuan.

"Ah! Why is it me?" Wang Yuan shrank his neck and was about to start running.

However, at this moment, three cultivators from the foundation-building stage flew out of the ten people of Bixue Xiangyun Sect, and a faint light flashed under their feet, stopping the fat man.

Zhang Heng was shocked. There were actually three cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, including Nan Ming and Mu Xuan, and there were five in total.

Faced with the siege of three Foundation Establishment cultivators, Wang Yuan was quickly captured alive without any counterattack.

"Let me go...I'll go in by myself." Wang Yuan shouted loudly.

"Junior Sister Mu, you'd better come on." Nan Ming said to Mu Xuan next to him.

Mu Xuan didn't say much, and took out a long, thin silver wire from the storage bag with a little jade hand.

The spiritual power in his hand was slightly injected, and suddenly, the entire silver wire became several times longer and as hard as steel wire.

The jade hand raised lightly, and the silver thread entangled Wang Yuan.

But the silver thread did not restrict Wang Yuan's limbs, allowing him to move freely.

"The hardness of this silver wire is not less than that of a top-grade spiritual weapon, you can't help but escape from its control." Mu Xuan warned the fat man in advance.

"As long as one thought, I can make you die immediately."

"Yes!" Wang Yuan was very depressed. He really couldn't play any tricks in front of a monk like Mu Xuan who had never seen a prophet.

"Get in!" Nan Ming scolded.

"Go in! Go in!" the monks around shouted.

Under such circumstances, no one would stand up and speak for Wang Yuan, even his fellow disciples.

"Damn fat man, I deserve it!" A cold voice with a few resentment came from Zhang Heng's side.

Zhang Heng looked sideways and couldn't help but be shocked.

Isn't that Yuwen Lin? At this moment, Yuwen Lin was blushing and swollen, his hair was very messy, and his arm was still hanging down weakly.

Is this Yu Wenlin, the best cultivators in the Fengxing Sect Qi Refining Stage?

It seems that after Zhang Heng left, the collision between Yuwen Lin and Wang Yuan finally came to an end with Yuwen Lin's defeat.

"This fat man is not simple..." Zhang Heng thought to himself.

"Go in! Go in!"

Amid the shouts of dozens of monks, the fat man had no choice but to move towards the red forbidden circle.

At the last moment, he looked at the monks present with a very sad expression. How tragic was that look.

Without hesitation, he walked into the blood-colored forbidden circle...
Chapter completed!