The Ancient Monk Bell was snatched away in an instant.
The Blood Hand Spirit Shadow also dispersed.
This scene made Ye Jingcheng feel particularly troubled.
This Ancient Monk Bell could directly shatter ordinary Magical Artifacts and even shatter Divine Sense.
But now it was easily broken.
It seemed that the Divine Sense blown out fell into the Secret Spiritual Seal.
Apart from Ye Jingcheng's Ancient Monk Bell, the Wood Giant summoned by the Three-Colored Cloud Deer was even more fragile, turning to ashes after a casual burn by several Demon Corpses.
Ye Jingcheng's expression also became extremely grim.
As expected, just as they had guessed, this Corpse Daoist was far more vexing than they had imagined.
"Go!" At this moment, Ye Xingliu fully activated the Three-Colored Umbrella.
This time, the Three-Colored Umbrella descended together with the Red Golden Roc in the sky.
The Red Golden Roc's Red Gold Feathers also condensed countless Red Gold Feather Blades.
