Chapter 2429 2432 It's Too Late to Wake Up

There was no way, their strength was too weak compared to Mu Hanyan and the others, no matter how strong the formation was, it couldn't make up for the gap in their cultivation.

"Senior Wu!" This time, Ou Dechuan finally knew how terrifying Mu Hanyan was, how dare he belittle it, and shouted in panic.

"Hey, you still have to do it yourself." The old man shrouded in sacrificial robes sighed, and slowly pulled away the cloak that covered his face.

Behind him, a man who also covered his whole body with a priest also showed his true face, who could not be Futian.

The two exchanged glances, Ranli continued to open the temple, but Futian fought to destroy the formation.

It can be seen that Futian's injury has not healed, and his face is still a little pale. Of course, this is also normal. The destruction of his Shenwu Samurai Soul is equivalent to breaking the body of immortality. There is no essential difference in defense and self-healing power compared to those cultivators in the reborn realm of the Holy Continent. Yu and Divine Master were seriously injured, how could it be so easy to heal.

But after all, the strength is there. As soon as he makes a move, the formation barrier immediately shines brightly, which is more than several times stronger than before.

"As expected of a top-level family from Xiaoshentian, even a servant has such cultivation." Seeing this, Ou Dechuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help saying with emotion.

After Futian came to the Lingyu Temple, he had been following Ranli like a shadow. Everyone, including Ou Dechuan, regarded him as the attendant of "Yun Changkong" Senior Yun, and didn't take him seriously. , Until now, they didn't know that they were wrong, Xiaoshentian is Xiaoshentian, even if it is just a family attendant, the strength is so powerful.

And not long after saying this, they also knew one thing, they were indeed wrong, more thoroughly than they thought.

With the rampant singing, the gate of the temple, which had been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, opened little by little, and skeletons came out. Although the sacrificial robes on their bodies were torn and rusted, the long swords in their hands were rusted, but they were vaguely preserved. With the spirit of a former strong man.

"Necromancer!" Odechuan and others were completely stunned.

During these days, the major temples have assisted each other, and they have also fought with the undead puppets, so naturally they are not unfamiliar.

However, because of their trust in Ou Zhizhi, their worship of the strength of "Yun Changkong", and their good vision for the family's future, they never had the slightest doubt about this Yun Changkong.

"Yes, this is a necromancer puppet, I am the rampant you are looking for everywhere, this one, Futian, hahahaha!" Rampant laughed loudly.

"Wise, what's going on?" Ou Dechuan finally recovered and asked Ou Zhizhi angrily.

"Father, this is all for our family, for..." Ou Zhizhi said rationally.

When he said this, there was no surprise on his face, obviously he knew the true identities of Ranli and Futian for a long time.

"Shut up!" Before he could finish speaking, Ou Dechuan slapped him on the face, and then shouted at several elders, "Stop them, stop them!"

After that, Ou Dechuan stabbed Futian with a sword, followed by several elders of the Ou family.

Although they have selfishness and ambitions, at least they know what is right and wrong. As a citizen of the Continent of God, as a priest, how could they want to see hundreds of millions of people being slaughtered? This is destroyed by the hands of rampant and Futian?

Unfortunately, it was too late to wake up just now, and their strength was too weak.