Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Dao Eryu couldn't hold on any longer, and when he heard Meng Hu's words, he wanted to throw him out immediately.

Only when you are really in this wave do you know how terrible it is.

As long as you touch him, you will feel weak all over and unable to use any magic.

He is now relying entirely on willpower.

The soles and uppers of his boots had separated because he was digging the ground so hard.

Even the socks were half taken off, and now only ten toes were still digging the ground hard.

As soon as Tiezhu saw the torrent, he knew it was the breath of her master. The magic power associated with it must be incomparably strong.

He had to run quickly.

He leaped into the air in one leap and grabbed the rope hanging the glass lamp in the air.

The wave came in an instant.

Although he didn't hit the waves, all the magic power in his body disappeared instantly, and he became limp and powerless.

The iron pillar couldn't hold on to the rope at all and was about to slide down and fall into the center of the wave.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Wu Ya on the opposite side grabbing the rope of another chandelier.

Wu Ya held the rope with his hands and put his feet on the square lampshade, which was much more stable than him.

Tiezhu was speechless. Why did he choose a spherical lamp? !

Seeing that the iron pillar was about to slide down, Wu Ya on the opposite side shook the lampshade left and right.

When the lamp rope swung left and right like a swing, he used the force to rush towards the iron pillar.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"

Tiezhu: "Little Crow! You are indeed the most reliable!"

Wu Ya grabbed his sleeve amid Tie Zhu's cheers and used the force of the backward swing to pull him back!

Tear--!

A crisp sound of tearing cloth was heard, and Wu Ya stared blankly at the half-pulled sleeve in his hand, with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Just let go of me! How can I pull you if you don't let go?"

Tiezhu held the lamp cord tightly, "I was afraid you weren't ready for your first time. Come on, swing over here again!"

Wu Ya could only swing towards him again, and this time he grabbed the clothes on the back of Tie Zhu.

"Tear-!"

The clothes on Tiezhu's entire back were torn off, revealing his entire back and most of his arms.

Tiezhu: "…………Why do you always tear my clothes!"

Wu Ya: "You're holding on so tightly, I can't pull you away! Jump over here, quickly!"

Tiezhu tried to mobilize his magic power again, but he still couldn't exert any strength.

He was already crouched on the spherical lampshade and couldn't hold on for much longer.

He seized the opportunity and leaped forward when Wuya swung over!

Just when he was about to grab Wuya's hand, Wuya had already reached his limit and started swinging back.

"Nima! I'm going to fight!"

Tiezhu suddenly contracted his abdomen and used a loud fart as a propeller, forcing his body a little closer to Wuya.

Wu Ya reached out and grabbed Tie Zhu's pants tightly!

"I got you! I got you!"

Tear--!

The side seams of the pants burst.

Wu Ya did grab the pants and held them to the lampshade.

But the iron pillar with its white butt exposed fell down.

Tiezhu roared: "Our brotherhood is over in this life!"

Wu Ya: “…………”

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he reached out and threw the "evidence" pants down.

As soon as the iron pillar landed on the ground, it was swept away by the waves.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

With a bang, the iron pillar turned back into stone to cover the embarrassment.

Master Shi was swaying his body left and right with the waves, looking very comfortable with it.

"I am indeed a genius...ah——!"

A stone bigger than his head hit him hard on the head. His vision suddenly went dark and he could no longer control his body.

They were rushed out of the temple along with the flood.

He staggered and almost fell, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground with his head stuck in the flower bed.

With half of the table still hanging on his body, E Xun threw his head back and laughed: “Hahahahaha, you deserve it!”

The waves had gradually dissipated, and everyone was standing in a daze in the garden in front of the main hall.

He reeked of alcohol, but had been completely sobered up by the fright.

Everyone felt weak and achy all over, looking at the mess on the ground in confusion.

"What happened? Did the Celestials attack?"

"No, that was a torrent of magic power, not spiritual power."

"If there really was an attack, the flood just now would have definitely overturned us. Not only would we have suffered countless casualties, but we would have also died on the spot."

Lan Hairou's carefully curled hair was now all stuck to her scalp.

"The magic power just now always felt like an unconscious torrent released by a powerful monk. It only had power but no harm."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone seemed to have thought of something.

They all looked in the direction of the Demon King's bedroom.

"Could it be..."

Before he could finish his words, the familiar vibration came from the ground again.

Rumble——!

The wall that disappeared in the front of the main hall was suddenly flooded with a torrent of white magic power.

The surging waves surged and collided towards them.

"Oh my god, why are you here again!"

The hairs on everyone's body stood up and they instantly mobilized their magic power to rush out.

The monks who had no time to run away thought about releasing the defensive barrier.

But the moment the torrent rushed in, their bodies began to feel sore and weak again, and they were unable to mobilize even a bit of magic power.

Everyone could only use all four limbs to crawl out.