"Prince, why don't we leave here first and make a long-term plan?"

Chu Lingfeng knew that if they stayed here, they would be in danger, but he didn't know where Miss Murong and her sister had been kidnapped. He couldn't just leave like that!

Chu Lingfeng made a prompt decision and said to Lin Yu and the secret guards: "Lin Yu, take two people to search the east wing of the temple, focusing on checking whether there are any secret rooms or secret compartments. Don't miss any clues."

"The other two secret guards go to the meditation room to the west and search carefully to see if they can find any trace of Miss Murong and Yinyin. Be careful. If you see anything unusual, don't fight hard and report back immediately."

"The rest of you, follow me and continue exploring this place to see if there are any other important clues. Remember, your own safety is the most important thing."

Everyone responded in unison, and Lin Yu took two secret guards and quickly ran towards the east wing.

"Hahahaha..." A burst of crazy laughter suddenly sounded in this gloomy space.

"As expected of the Prince of Chu, even with his crippled legs and his family confiscated and exiled, his keen insight and extraordinary strength are still something to be reckoned with."

"Since you have discovered me today, I have no choice but to send you down to reunite with your father and brother."

Suddenly, there was a loud splash, and a figure flew up from the pool of blood, landed steadily on the Buddha statue, and laughed wildly.

Chu Lingfeng glared at Abbot Miaozhi and sternly said, "You evil monk, you dare to do such a shameless thing here? Aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment?"

Abbot Miaozhi snorted coldly, "Divine punishment? In this world, strength reigns supreme. What I pursue is the supreme secret method, and no one can stop me!"

Chu Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "You killed innocent lives for your own selfish desires. This is unforgivable!"

Abbot Miaozhi heard Chu Lingfeng's question and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "Humph! Since you've already guessed it, I'll let you die knowing full well. The secret method of my Wu Gu clan will soon be completed in this pool of blood, and you will all become sacrifices!"

Chu Lingfeng shouted angrily, "You heartless villain, even if we die together today, you will never achieve your evil goal!"

"Just you guys? Hahahaha..."

Miaozhi was fearless. If he was facing Chu Lingfeng in his prime, he might have been a little afraid. However, at this moment, looking at Chu Lingfeng who seemed like a useless person, Miaozhi didn't take him seriously at all.

"on!"

At the command, Lin Yu rushed out first. When he was about to cross the blood pool, Kong He waved his sleeves, and the powerful internal force raised a high blood wave in the blood pool, rushing straight towards Lin Yu.

"Be careful, don't get your hands on blood!" Seeing this scene, Chu Lingfeng shouted hurriedly, and at the same time, his body jumped up like a cheetah, quickly drew out the soft sword at his waist, and slashed towards the blood wave like a storm.

Chu Lingfeng's sword was sharp, like a dragon emerging from the sea, bringing up a gust of wind and forcibly splitting the blood wave in half. However, the blood wave did not dissipate after being split, but turned into countless blood drops like flowers scattered by a fairy, splashing in all directions.

Lin Yu was agile and dodged left and right, avoiding most of the blood drops, but a few drops still splashed on the corner of his clothes. In an instant, black smoke came out of the corner of his clothes, as if it was corroded.

In fact, Chu Lingfeng's legs had already been poisoned, making it difficult for him to move, but for the sake of this battle, he forcibly used his internal energy to seal the poison.

At this moment, when fighting with Miaozhi, every move and every style affected the internal force in his body, causing him unbearable pain, but he still gritted his teeth and fought hard.

Chu Lingfeng's sword moves were unconventional and became more and more fierce. Abbot Miaozhi was not willing to be outdone. He flipped his palms and released a surge of internal energy.

The two men fought back and forth, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart. Chu Lingfeng's sword slashed across Abbot Miaozhi's sleeve, and Abbot Miaozhi's palm wind also swept across Chu Lingfeng's shoulder.

Chu Lingfeng and Abbot Miaozhi were fighting fiercely, and the collision of their internal forces caused the surrounding air currents to surge.

On the other side, Lin Yu also engaged in a fierce battle with other opponents, with swords flashing and sabers flying.

Murong Ling'er squatted in the gap between the Buddha statues, using her spiritual sense to pay attention to the fierce four-on-one battle outside.

At this time, Chu Lingfeng gradually became exhausted and the power of his moves also weakened.

Abbot Miaozhi seized the opportunity and exerted force suddenly. A strong palm wind attacked Chu Lingfeng. This palm wind was as fierce as a storm, carrying endless power and majesty.

Seeing this, Lin Yu's heart tightened. He knew that the prince would definitely not be able to withstand his palm at this time. He flashed without hesitation and appeared in front of Chu Lingfeng in an instant, crossing his hands to meet Miaozhi's attack.

Upon seeing this, several people immediately flew over and engaged in a fierce fight with Abbot Miaozhi. The situation was so tense that it was almost impossible to breathe.

While everyone was being entangled by Abbot Miaozhi and was unable to split themselves up, Murong Linger quickly formed seals with her hands, muttered something, and the aura around her surged.

I saw a brilliant spiritual light burst out from her palm, like a dazzling meteor, rushing straight towards the strange pool of blood.

Under the impact of this powerful spiritual light, the blood in the blood pool churned violently and fell at an alarming speed.

When Abbot Miaozhi, who had been concentrating on attacking everyone, finally noticed something was wrong, the blood pool that was originally several inches deep was now only a shallow layer.

What made Abbot Miaozhi even more heartbroken and furious was that the poisonous insects he had spent years carefully cultivating were not only drained of their blood in an instant under the powerful and mysterious erosion of the spiritual light, but their bodies also dissipated bit by bit until they turned into nothingness, without even a trace left.

Abbot Miaozhi was furious, his eyes glowing red like blazing fire. He gritted his teeth and slammed his palm with all his might. The palm wind carried endless anger and murderous intent as he roared frantically, "Who is it? Who dares to destroy my treasure?"

Chu Lingfeng had been paying close attention to Abbot Miaozhi's every move and was well prepared. He tried his best and flashed like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the angry palm. In the moment he passed by it, the clothes on his back were instantly torn apart by the extremely sharp palm wind, and the fragments flew in the air.

Murong Ling'er subconsciously turned her head to look at Chu Lingfeng, and saw the dense and shocking scars on his back at a glance.

The scars crisscrossed each other, as if telling of the pain and suffering he had experienced. Her eyes were slightly startled, and there seemed to be a wave in her heart, but after just a moment, she returned to her usual calm state and refocused her attention on the crisis at hand.

The drastic changes in the blood pool wiped out Abbot Miaozhi's years of planning in an instant.

This sudden blow drove him completely crazy and completely lost his mind.

At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought, which was to kill these people in front of him at all costs, and then turn them into new blood slaves to vent his anger.

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