I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Once the altar owner is controlled by the blood refining ball, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping. Countless red blood threads wrap around his body, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.

At this time, several of us came closer and gathered around the altar owner.

I still had something to ask him, so I immediately squatted next to him and said in a deep voice: "The altar master of Tianshen Palace, right? Let me ask you a question. If you answer honestly, I can spare your life. , if you dare to lie, I guarantee you won’t even have any bones left!”

The altar owner looked at me while wailing in pain: "You... you are also an evil cultivator... why are you going against our Tianshen Palace..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you why your Tianshen Palace suddenly attacked the Zoroastrian Cult. Who is behind this? If you tell me, I will spare your life!" I said gloomily.

I never thought that this hall master was really a tough guy. He laughed miserably and said: "Since I fell into your hands, my skills are not as good as others. I said you will still die, so don't waste your efforts in vain. I am I will not betray the leader..."

"You didn't say it. Don't regret it later. Some people are just cheap. If they don't clean it up, they don't know how powerful we are. Wu Laoliu, don't waste your efforts until the blood refining ball drains his cultivation. After that, it’s not too late for us to interrogate him slowly.” The sloppy Taoist priest patted my shoulder.

I know what he means, it seems that I still need to use the Nine Turns Bone Scraping Pill.

When the blood refining ball was devouring the altar master's cultivation, all the people from the Tianshen Palace he brought with him had already been killed.

Some people saw that the situation was over, so they knelt down and begged for mercy, hoping that the people in Bai Lintang would let them go.

But those people from Bailintang also hated these people from Tianshen Palace. There were dozens of brothers who would rather die than surrender, but they suffered cruelly at their hands. Even if they knelt down and begged for mercy, those people from Bailintang still killed them. , not a single person was left alive.

Jianghu vendetta is so cruel, either you die or I die.

More than a hundred people from the Tianshen Palace who were still alive just now were quickly slaughtered.

At this time, the blood refining ball had almost devoured the altar master's cultivation. The altar master was already thin and skinny, lying on the ground panting.

I took the blood refining ball back and asked again: "Should I tell you or not?"

The altar owner simply closed his eyes, not even wanting to look at me again, and was prepared to die.

If that's the case, then you definitely can't be polite to him anymore.

The sloppy Taoist opened his mouth directly, stuffed a Nine-turn Bone Scraping Pill into his mouth, and then activated the medicine.

Not long after, the face of the Altar Master, who was still closing his eyes tightly, suddenly became twisted and ferocious.

A minute later, he let out a miserable wail, excruciating pain.

Kurati and Asimu had already called on the people from Bailintang to collect the bodies of the Tianshen Palace disciples and set them on fire.

After almost two or three minutes, the altar owner finally couldn't bear it any longer. He wailed a few times, then knelt down and begged for mercy, asking us to give him a good time.

"Say it. After you say it, you will stop." Yuankong couldn't bear it and whispered from the side.

The altar owner had no choice but to nod his head and was willing to say anything to ask us to stop as soon as possible.

The sloppy Taoist priest then stopped the effectiveness of the Nine-turn Bone-Scraping Pill.

After taking two breaths, something unexpected happened to us. The altar owner actually pulled out a dagger from his body and stabbed it directly into his heart.

Before anyone could stop him, the guy straightened up and died.

This guy chose to kill himself in order to no longer suffer the torture of the Nine Turns Bone Scraping Pill. He is also a tough guy.

The sloppy Taoist priest looked at the guy's body, shook his head and sighed: "Yeah, it was a waste of a Nine-turn Bone Scraping Pill."

It's not that we are ruthless, but the world is like this. Either you die or I die. If we fall into their hands, the end may not be much better than this altar master.

The entire battle lasted less than half an hour, and all those in the Tianshen Palace were wiped out.

Seeing such a scene, Nakulati put away his magic weapon and walked forward excitedly: "Everyone, I finally know why the Golden Envoy must ask me to invite you here. You are the ones who really have great power." People who use tricks, it seems that our Zoroastrian Cult can be saved."

"Kulati, don't be too happy. What we met is just a leader of the Tianshen Palace. They have many masters. In addition, the leader has a high level of cultivation and is not that easy to deal with. In addition, , maybe there are other forces involved, and we have to be more careful."

At this time, Yuankong walked to the altar owner, picked up his body, threw it into the fire, and burned it with the other corpses.

Yuankong stood next to the fire and recited scriptures for a long time. He didn't know if he was trying to save these Zoroastrian people.

God has the virtue of good life, no matter good people or bad people, in Yuankong's eyes, they are all life, and life is worthy of respect. He has never killed anyone, but he will never stop us from killing people.

I feel that Yuan Kong is really suffering for being with us.

The matter here was quickly dealt with. I looked at the master of Qingmu Hall and asked: "Master Asimu, what should I do next? Have you thought about it?"

"There are too many people in Bailintang. We can't take them all away. We can only choose four or five of the most powerful experts to leave here with us and go to the main altar to meet up. As for the remaining people, they can either go to my Qingmu Hall to hide temporarily. , or just stay where you are and wait for orders. I wonder how the Holy Envoy will make a decision?" Asimu looked towards me and the sloppy Taoist priest.

"Then the people from Bailin Hall should join up with your Qingmu Hall. This way, even if they meet the people from Tianshen Palace, they can fight together. At least they will have some advantage in numbers." The sloppy Taoist priest quickly gave the order.

With the Holy Fire Token in hand, he is now the backbone of the Zoroastrian Cult.

Asimu quickly agreed with the sloppy Taoist priest's decision and selected a few masters to join us. As for the rest, he let them go to the hiding place of Aoki Hall on their own.

Next, Asimu told us that there were two Zoroastrian temples within a hundred miles. He knew the locations of those temples, and he waved us to continue on our way towards the next temple.

Two hours later, we rushed to another hall, but when we arrived at that hall, we found that we were late. All the people in this hall had been wiped out, corpses were everywhere, and there was no one left alive. Leave.