Anger from Qiu Honglei: +111 +111 +111...
Xie Daoyun suddenly realized something and quickly withdrew her hand, her pretty face flushed red.
However, this attempt to cover up the truth only made Zuan look even more embarrassed.
Mi Li almost burst out laughing: "Interesting, interesting, the blessing of having two wives isn't so easy to enjoy."
Fortunately, Yan Xuehen spoke up to ease his embarrassment: "This should be the Pure Bell, a divine-grade weapon of Wuyou Temple. Their plan to deal with the emperor is no small matter. Once exposed, it will lead to a huge disaster. They have used the Pure Bell now, so it seems that they have no choice but to use it."
Yun Jianyue also looked towards the Golden Summit: "It seems that two Earth Immortals just fought. The battle on the Golden Summit should be approaching its climax now."
Qiu Honglei said weakly, "I don't think it's appropriate to go up now. We might get caught in the crossfire if we're not careful."
No one laughed at her, because what she said was indeed the truth.
At this moment, Yun Jianyue said in a deep voice, "Ice Stone Maiden, how much longer will it take you to unravel this?"
"It's unlikely that we can break this protective mountain formation in a short time, but if we open a small door that's just big enough for us to pass through, it should be about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn," Yan Xuehen replied, glancing at Xie Daoyun again. This young girl was truly a genius in formations; without her help, things might not have been so easy this time.
Zu An said, "Untie it first, and then we'll find a suitable opportunity to go up later."
The women nodded in agreement with the plan.
After all, if a good opportunity arises above, but they miss it because the entrance to the cave hasn't been opened, they might not be able to wait for another opportunity.
On the golden summit, a tiny bell in the hands of the master of censorship spun wildly, clearly a projection of the giant bell that enveloped the mountaintop.
Thanks to the protection of this bell, the people on the golden roof were able to save their lives.
Even the imperial guards and embroidered-robed envoys were among them. There was nothing that could be done about it; they were locked in battle with the Taoists and couldn't be separated in a short time, so they had to be rescued together.
At this moment, the phantom of King Qi swayed a few times, clearly no match for Zhao Hao.
Upon seeing this, Master Jianhuang uttered a Buddhist chant, and then a phantom image of a Buddha suddenly rose behind him, soaring into the sky and striking towards Zhao Hao.
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