Seeing this, Zhao Zhao hurried over to support. He merged with the Zhaoxue Sword and instantly turned into an extremely huge sword, colliding with the spear of the Buddha statue.

Zhao Zhao increased his strength and the spear shattered in an instant. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he aimed at the right angle and stabbed the Buddha statue in the chest.

Feeling threatened, the Buddha statue raised its hand and waved towards Zhao Zhao to block his attack.

However, Zhao Zhao's sword energy seemed to be specifically designed to counter its evil spirit, and he successfully cut off its arm without any effort.

Seizing the opportunity, the Zhaoxue Sword once again accurately pierced the Buddha statue's chest. In an instant, cracks spread all over the Buddha statue with the chest as the center. Finally, it collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Zhao Zhao immediately rushed into the battlefield with other disciples after realizing that he had defeated the clay statue.

The powerful Zhaoxue Sword in the air burst out with terrifying power, instantly splitting into thousands of swords, slashing at the clay statues one by one, and the clay statues that were chopped down by him finally did not resurrect.

The disciples who had lost consciousness gradually regained consciousness after the giant Buddha statue shattered.

Thus, a crisis was resolved so "easily".

Zhao Zhao was exhausted. After taking a quick look around, she quickly "laid down" in the arms of the more reliable Pei Ze, and after instructing him to "keep an eye on the Zhaoxue Sword," she passed out.

"It's finally over."

The disciples who survived the disaster sat on the ground, gasping for breath, without caring about their image.

Pei Ze ordered his disciples to rest on the spot, while Meng Xuan'an suggested going out together to investigate the situation.

"Scouting the road conditions?" Pei Ze sneered. "When I saw you leading the way so confidently just now, I thought you were confident and familiar with this place."

Meng Xuan'an was not annoyed by his sarcasm and asked again in a good mood.

Pei Ze thought about the strange clay statues that Wu Jian Purgatory had never seen before, and was worried that if something unexpected happened again, he would not have enough time to prepare. So he had to agree to his suggestion, "Then let's go quickly, the sooner we go, the sooner we can return."

If these "fragile" little golden pills are left here alone, someone might end up with something unexpected.

Picking up the Zhaoxue Sword beside him, Pei Ze was about to leave.

Hearing the noise, Meng Xuan'an asked, "Is Zhaoxue here with you?"

"nature."

She glanced at him suspiciously, "Why are you asking that?"

Meng Xuanan smiled slightly, "Nothing, then you can take good care of it."

During the exploration, Meng Xuan'an intentionally or unintentionally led Pei Ze towards a certain direction. During this period, Pei Ze tried to change direction many times, but was persuaded by Meng Xuan'an every time.

He didn't find anything along the way, but looking at the dark forest in front of him, Pei Ze felt more and more uneasy.

He approached Meng Xuan'an, grabbed his collar, and said through gritted teeth, "Meng Xuan'an, what do you mean by leading me to this forest?"

He warned, "Behave yourself and don't let me find out what you're up to."

Meng Xuanan relaxed his mind and broke free from Pei Ze's movements.

He slowly smoothed the wrinkles on his collar, raised his lifeless eyes, and slightly curved his eyes at him, "Senior brother, is it too late to say this to me now?" He chuckled.

Pei Ze stared at the strange smile on his face and finally determined the answer in his heart. He was indignant and took a big step towards Meng Xuanan's position, "Meng Xuanan, you..."

"Bang!"

Pei Ze felt something, lowered his eyes, and saw an ancient mechanism under his feet.

Finally, he looked deeply at the still gentle smile on Meng Xuan'an's face, and fell completely into the abyss that suddenly appeared under his feet with the Zhaoxue Sword.

Seeing that the two major troubles of Zhaoxue and Pei Ze were solved in an instant, Meng Xuanan tidied his long hair in a good mood.

Without even glancing at the abyss below, he hurried back in the direction he had come from. After all, his little golden cores were still waiting for him there...