Peerless Taoist

"Old priest, it's useless to ask for help now. The God of Death is long gone."    

"Yeah, the faith of the God of Death has collapsed. Now, we should think about how to deal with it."    

Everyone began to try to persuade him. Many of them had anxious expressions on their faces.    

They had just arrived at the temple, so they had no idea what was going on here. The only person they could rely on right now was the old priest in front of them.    

A hint of regret flashed across the old priest's face. "They used to be members of the temple. They knew the weakness of the defensive array. I'm afraid it won't be long before the defensive array is broken."    

What!?    

Everyone was shocked.    

The only thing they could rely on while they were here was this strong defensive formation of the godly palace.    

Once this defensive formation was broken, when they thought about the Blood Poison King's terrifying methods, many people would shudder in fear.    

"How about... we surrender?" Someone suggested.    

The eyes of many cultivators flickered when they heard this.    

The Nether Realm was different from the cultivation dynasties in the Heaven Realm. There was little loyalty here. Betrayal was common.    

Although they were the cultivators stationed in the Fourth Realm, the Yan Clan was currently in full force and at its peak. In order to protect their own lives, they could totally seek refuge there.    

Puchi!    

Just as the cultivator finished speaking, a cold light flashed and cut off his head in an instant.    

Fresh blood sprayed in the surroundings, and the people by his side hurriedly dodged, revealing shocked expressions.    

"Anyone else who dares to retreat will be beheaded!" The Ghost Commander shouted in a deep voice.    

This Ghost Commander was the guardian of this place.    

He had accumulated his power for a long time, making the Ghost Commander the backbone of this place. As soon as he spoke, the others naturally didn't dare to say anything.    

The Ghost Commander said in a deep voice, "Set up the formation. Even if the defensive grand formation is broken, we can still defend for a while. We must hold on until the king's reinforcements arrive."    

Very quickly, a battle formation was formed.    

Several hundred people called out their respective magical artifacts, their eyes nervously staring outside the door.    

Suddenly, the old priest trembled and shouted, "Not good, they didn't destroy the formation beside the gate."    

Before everyone could react, a window beside the temple suddenly shattered.    

Countless broken window fragments flew in all directions, and then a tall and sturdy figure stepped on the blood river and came over.    

For a moment, the spacious temple was filled with a thick smell of blood. Accompanied by a burst of wailing and wailing, it was ear-piercing and sent chills down people's spine.    

The Blood Poison King!    

He had actually attacked from the east and attacked from the west, setting up a formation to attack the main gate. In reality, what he had destroyed was the formation beside the window.    

That tall and sturdy body was hidden within the thick blood mist, as if a demon god had descended from the heavens, frightening everyone.    

"I surrender! I surrender!" Many people were scared out of their wits.    

However, what responded to them was the Blood Poison King's ferocious punch.    

Boom!    

A punch was sent out, and dozens of people instantly spat out blood. Their bones were all shattered, and even their bones were cracked.    

The Blood Poison King didn't plan on letting these people live at all. Once he entered, he was going to kill them.    

"Stop!" The Ghost Marshal's eyes widened in anger when he saw this. He suddenly attacked.    

A long sword was unsheathed from the sheath at his waist, and the sword energy revealed frost. He slashed out with his sword, and a cold light followed closely behind.    

However, the sharp sword qi stopped in front of the Blood Poison King for a few breaths of time. Then, the Blood Poison King lightly blew out a breath and crushed all of the sword qi.    

A bloody shadow descended, and the Blood Poison King suddenly attacked the Ghost Marshal.