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Chapter 565 The crisis has not been resolved

Jiang Shouyu's crescent-shaped bow glowed with cold light, and countless arrows transformed from extraterritorial power appeared in the air.

"Ci Yue, destroy!"

Jiang Shouyu shouted coldly, and thousands of arrows were fired at once, carrying the sharpness and determination of the power from outside the domain, cutting through the sky and hitting the two statues directly.

Arrows drew silver tracks in the air, and each arrow contained a terrifying power that was enough to pierce through mountains.

The statues seemed small and helpless in the face of this overwhelming rain of arrows. The arrows poured down like a rainstorm, hitting the statues with a deafening roar.

The two statues were instantly pierced by countless arrows. The golden light on their surfaces quickly dimmed, and finally they collapsed with a loud bang, turning into rubble and dust. The air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder, and the scene was shocking.

Wei Fuzhiao stood in the air, and a huge monster suddenly appeared under him - a giant black dragon appeared out of nowhere, its dragon scales flashing with a netherworld light, carrying a heart-pounding breath of death.

The giant dragon spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, and every breath seemed to be able to suck the life out of the surrounding creatures.

Wei Fu stood tall at the head of the giant dragon, his clothes fluttering in the wind. His face was stern and his eyes were as deep as the abyss.

The man flipped his palm, the seal quickly condensed, and he whispered: "Netherworld Art!"

As the words fell, an extremely cold energy burst out from his palm and transformed into a dark beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space seemed to be corroded. The three statues that were about to launch an attack were instantly shattered by this force. The golden fragments were annihilated in the light of the underworld. The air was filled with shrill wails. The scene was eerie and shocking.

But in just a moment, with the cooperation of several people, only three of the original statues in the siege formation were left.

Xue Yi stood upright, surrounded by surging waves of power, like the eye of a storm, which was heart-pounding.

She tightly grasped the Lingxiao Kunyue Sword in both hands. The sword in her hands frantically absorbed the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, gradually expanding and becoming extremely huge, as if it could cut through mountains and rivers.

At the tip of the sword, the blood-blue light condensed to the extreme, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Xue Yi opened her red lips slightly and uttered a cold word: "Behead!"

Before he finished his words, the huge sword light had already cut through the sky like thunder, and with the force of destroying everything in its path, it slashed towards the remaining three statues.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be split in two, leaving a deep crack.

The three statues were instantly split into two by this horrific blow. Golden fragments flew in the air and eventually disappeared into thin air, leaving only the roar and smoke echoing in the air. The scene was extremely shocking.

The statues on both sides of the temple have all been shattered, the shrill screams have disappeared, and the danger seems to have been lifted.

but……

Before Xue Yi and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, the collapsed road below suddenly rose up at an extremely fast speed.

The crisis has not been resolved!

Xue Yi and the others were forced to fly high into the sky. The ground beneath their feet was surging like a living thing. Sharp stone spikes broke through the soil, pointing straight to the sky with a chilling chill.

They climbed hard, but when they were about to touch the sky, they encountered an invisible barrier. With a flash of light, everyone's bodies twisted and they were instantly teleported to another world.

This is the second level of the sacrificial site, which is completely different from the outside world.

Identical statues stand there, and the temple is bathed in divine light, solemn and mysterious.

However, this tranquility is only an illusion, as darkness and blood are quietly intertwined, like an undercurrent under the night sky.

Suddenly, the shells of those seemingly indestructible statues began to crack, and dark light overflowed from the cracks. Then, spirits broke free from the broken shells. Their shapes were distorted, their eyes were red, and they were filled with endless resentment and murderous intent.

Bai Ye was the first to be hit. A sharp blade transformed from a spirit cut through the void and went straight for his arm. Blood spurted out instantly, leaving a shocking blood mark.

"Bai Ye, be careful!" Xue Yi shouted and quickly avoided the spirit that was attacking her.

The spirits of the gods here are stronger than those below in terms of both intelligence and strength, and things are starting to get a bit tricky.