"this"

When everyone heard this, they were silent.

Killing Qi Zhenzi doesn't work. Now it seems that we can only rely on Hongyuan and the two paths of wonderful methods.

"It's over!"

"The last retreat is gone!"

When Chen Jichuan heard this, his heart sank: "Even if I hide in reality, seal my body, and survive until Sumako dies, the 'plowhead curse' on my body will still exist."

Thinking in my heart.

Chen Jichuan was not afraid, but felt heartbroken: this death was only ten thousand points of source power.

He worked hard outside for several months but only had more than ten thousand yuan in his source power.

And I don't know when the source will be cut off.

Death ten thousand at a time.

He really can't afford to die.

But now that things have come to this point, it is useless to think about it. Chen Jichuan calmed down and turned to Hongyuan and said, "It's not time to go, please do not hesitate to do it quickly."

"Since fellow Taoists trust so much."

"The old man will try his best!"

Taoist Hongyuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

Immediately, the Taoist Master Miaofa called the powerful man in Baiyun Temple and set up an altar according to his instructions. The Taoist Master Hongyuan Fast, bathed and meditated.

After half an hour.

The altar is well built.

At this time.

It was less than a quarter of an hour before the second attack of the Ploughhead Curse.
Chapter completed!