The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

When he thought that everything that happened here was the grudge between the Sky Ghost Clan and the God-Slaughtering Temple, Matthew was also very depressed.

The grudge between the two sides had nothing to do with him, but now he was implicated and trapped here, and his life was threatened.

"Haha, it seems that you know about this. I have been planning for hundreds of years just to greatly reduce the strength of your God-Slaughtering Temple." Seeing the look of the Seventh Elder, the old man smiled and said.

"The Sky Ghost Clan uses the spirit of the cultivators as the material for refining the Sky Ghost. We, the God-Slaughtering Temple, did nothing wrong in this matter!" Seeing the old man so proud, the Seventh Elder roared angrily.

"Bullshit, it is obvious that you, the God-Slaughtering Temple, coveted the secret method of refining the Sky Ghost of our Sky Ghost Clan and killed us. Now you pretend to be righteous, which is ridiculous." Hearing the roar of the Seventh Elder, the old man shouted with resentment on his face.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and slapped the pool.

The disappeared monster reappeared.

"You, the Tu Shen Temple, captured our people back then, and used all means just to get the method of refining the Heavenly Ghost. Now the Heavenly Ghost is in front of you, take a few more glances." The old man said with a grim smile on his face.

After he finished speaking, an arm behind the Heavenly Ghost stretched out and grabbed a monk from the Tu Shen Temple who was at a loss.

He started to eat again in front of everyone.

When the Heavenly Ghost was eating the monk, a purple light suddenly lit up on the body of the Seventh Elder.

Then, a thunder sounded.

The gray silk threads that were entangled with him broke inch by inch.

"You!"

The old man was also shocked when he saw the Seventh Elder escape so easily, and hurriedly stood up from the ground.

"Zhao Ping, the young patriarch of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, am I right?" The Seventh Elder, who was suspended in the air, chuckled and said.

The Seventh Elder now has no trace of shock and anger on his face.

His eyes revealed a strong mockery.

"How do you know my name!" The old man looked at the Seventh Elder in surprise and said.

"You thought your plan was perfect, but we had already noticed something was wrong. We had already cracked the hidden tricks you had set up in other places. You were indeed very thoughtful and deliberately used a fake secret place to consume our strength."

"But you forgot that since we chose to deal with you, we naturally conducted a complete investigation. Although you also faked your death to hide it from us, we connected a series of things later and we knew that the person behind the scenes must be you."

After the Seventh Elder finished speaking, he waved his arm and more than a dozen red rays shot out, rescuing all the bound monks.

But only Matthew and several sea monsters were not released.

Seeing this, Matthew cursed the Seventh Elder in his heart.

"So, you deliberately let me catch you this time?" Zhao Ping said after exhaling a breath of turbid air.

"Yes, otherwise, how could I see you." The Seventh Elder smiled faintly.

"Go ahead, capture this man!"

After the Seventh Elder finished speaking, he immediately gave the order.

Zhao Ping's cultivation level was only the middle stage of Jindan, so the Seventh Elder naturally had no intention of taking action himself.

He wanted to deal with the Sky Ghost.

After hearing the Seventh Elder's order, the monks of the Tushen Temple who had escaped immediately took out a pill from their storage bag and swallowed it.

Then they summoned the magic weapon and attacked Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and a ball of black light shot out of his mouth.

After the black light dissipated, it turned into a black flag.

When Zhao Ping held the flag, the flag instantly grew larger.

As Zhao Ping waved the flag in his hand, a huge ghost face appeared on the black flag.

Then, ghosts flew out from the flag.

There were no telling how many ghosts were in the flag, and they flew out continuously.

The ghosts were fearless and did not hesitate even if they were head-on with the magic weapon.

Zhao Ping was able to fight with so many Jindan monks with just a flag in his hand.

Of course, this is not because of how strong Zhao Ping is.

It is because these monks have just escaped from the trap, and there is only a little mana left in their bodies, and the pills they swallowed have not been completely refined.

They can only deal with Zhao Ping in the simplest way.

On the other side, the Seventh Elder and the Heavenly Ghost are fighting very lively.

The red sword driven by the Seventh Elder is extremely flexible.

It is unknown what material this sword is made of. Although the flame it releases is also ordinary red, it is extremely powerful.

The Heavenly Ghost has some intelligence, and the arm behind it is even more unpredictable.

The two sides are constantly moving in space. Looking at this posture, no one can take down the other in a short time.

Now the most relaxed ones are Matthew and the sea monsters.

All the attacks did not affect him, and even those ghosts flying around did not appear here.

However, Matthew will not stay like this.

He is also looking for a way to escape.

Although the mana in his body is constantly being absorbed, his consciousness is not affected at all.

"Spirit Master, your teleportation technique can help me escape, right?" Matthew asked.

"Yes, but it's better to use it after the battle is over."

Spirit Master has been watching the situation here and immediately expressed his judgment.

"I think so too." Matthew agreed.