While he was wandering around, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the three huge conch shells on the side.

What on earth was that? Even Yu Yuanzong didn't have such a beautiful residence. It seemed to be luminous, and it almost made his eyes dazzle.

Zhao Gutai rubbed the corners of his eyes and saw that the sun was about to rise into the sky. He had already wasted a lot of time, and he began to feel anxious.

He was afraid that the monks would come back early, so he thought it would be better to take these dozens of people back to make peace with each other and avoid conflicts with each other.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he had already jumped out.

As soon as his figure appeared, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly seemed to be frozen. Shock, horror, disgust, and all kinds of negative emotions flashed across everyone's faces one by one.

Zhao Gutai's heart stopped and he felt indescribably gloomy. No one would be happy if he was stared at like this.

Zhang Shiwen stood in front, his hands and feet muscles trembling with tension, but he still maintained his aura and asked: "Are you from the Yu Yuan Sect? What are you doing here? This is Chaowen's territory. Do you have any notice when you come?"

Zhao Gutai thought for a while, raised his long sword and said: "I heard that some evil cultivators abducted you, and I was ordered to come to rescue you."

Zhang Shiwen took a sip on the ground and sneered: "Who wants to go back with you! I'm here voluntarily!"

"I think you have been bewitched by a traitor, so I will take you back to meditate carefully to drive away the evil spirits!" Zhao Gutai did not listen to their explanation, and cast a spell, "Bind!"

Zhang Shiwen was startled, his hair stood on end, and he raised his hands to cover himself. The weaker woman hugged each other and dodge back.

Nothing happened.

Zhao Gutai was startled and raised his sword again: "Bind! Bind!"

However, the spiritual power around him seemed to be drained, and he was unable to cast any spells at all.

Zhao Gutai looked horrified and looked down at his hands, not understanding what was happening.

Zhang Shiwen came to his senses, picked up the bucket on the ground, covered the opponent's head, and shouted: "What are you doing standing there? Hit him!"

The crowd immediately rushed forward, punching and kicking him.

Zhao Gutai was in pain and jumped loudly and shouted: "Help! Help!"

Zhang Shiwen shouted: "Tie him up, don't let him escape!"

"Why is there still a rope?"

Zhang Shiwen: "Just use it to tie him up, don't worry about anything else!"
Chapter completed!