area, and then spreads out lightly.

Wherever the sword light passed, the figure of the descendant of the demon suddenly stiffened, and then countless fine scars appeared on the surface of the body. Green and black blood shot out at high speed, and then broke into countless thin pieces of flesh and scattered on the ground.

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The circular battle formation is composed of thousands of disciples of the Shadow Killing Palace. Under the orders of a group of sealers, they cooperate with each other seamlessly, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and coldly and efficiently harvest the lives of these demon descendants.

The corpses in the outer area were already piled up like mountains. In order not to affect the fighting, they were occasionally incinerated and cleared with powerful magical spells.

The other two thousand Shadow Killing Palace disciples, due to their low cultivation and limited talents, were unable to break through the illusion and join them. They could only fight on their own. At this time, they were probably exhausted and eliminated.

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As for the severity of the punishment for being kicked out, there is no way to know yet, but Su Zhengji knew in his heart that with the notorious reputation of Shadow Killing Hall, once an injured and lone disciple was found outside, it would be almost impossible to survive.

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"Elder Su, this cannot continue."

A sealer beside him frowned and said, if these aliens continue to besiege them endlessly, everyone will have to deal with it sooner or later, and no one will be able to escape intact.

There are already many disciples showing signs of lack of physical strength and mana, and signs of being unsustainable. If it is delayed for a while at most, there will be large-scale attrition, and the consequences can be imagined.

Su Zhengji's face turned pale: "Then what should we do?"

"Perhaps, we can try to find another way to study and crack the restrictions of this tower? If we understand the secrets of its formation operation, the problem will be easily solved." The sealer said.

Su Zhengji's face changed slightly, and after thinking for a while he shook his head: "It's too late, we don't have a master who is proficient in formations here, what chance do we have?"

"Whether it works or not, it's not wrong to give it a try, right?"

"That's alright, you guys can figure it out yourself."

Su Zhengji said impatiently that he had a jade talisman for death, but he was not worried about the risk of death. If he really couldn't, he could just leave. But it was hard to tell for his subordinates, who might really be killed or injured.

Okay, how do you explain it to the Lord of the Palace after you return?
Chapter completed!