He finally realized something was wrong.

The five elders he brought with him seemed to have been completely torn to pieces by that group of lunatics.

His heart began to beat fast.

In an instant, he lost the will to fight.

war?

Please, just these three people in front of him are enough to make him so busy and confused, how can he deal with hundreds of thousands of crazy monks?

Forget it, that's just asking for death.

Master Wuzhen is no different from those elders. He has a higher level of cultivation and his mind is quicker.

Once he made up his mind to retreat, he no longer hesitated and did not give these monks the chance to surround and kill him. He launched a fierce attack and then turned around and fled.

He left at lightning speed, and no one could catch up with him.

But when he was about to leave, the lone wolf seized the opportunity and stabbed him in the back.

There was a hole in his body, but it was not fatal. Master Wuzhen showed no intention of looking back. He fled in panic and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The scene was extremely tragic.

In the previous battle, at least tens of thousands of monks died here.

There were corpses and blood everywhere, and the scene was horrifying.

The war is finally over.

Everyone in Shenwang Temple returned in defeat.

Once these people die, Shen Wanggui will definitely get the news and may immediately send people to suppress them.

Killing the three powerful gods on the continent would be like cutting off Tang Xiaobao's left and right arms. They are very likely to do so.

The Imperial Master's mind raced, and he immediately asked everyone to get on board and leave the place quickly.

Seeing countless monks starting to board the ship and leave, Lone Wolf stood in the sky, looking in the direction of the Shenwang Temple, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

He felt a little disappointed.

If we had seized the opportunity just now, it would have been possible to save Master Wuzhen's life.

What a pity, what a pity!