Request

"Amitabha, Great Thunderclap Temple humbly asks Sword Intent Soaring Pavilion for aid!" Grandmaster Ming Kong of Great Thunderclap Temple said, requesting help from Sword Intent Soaring Pavilion after seeing the situation at Luan Phoenix Palace.

He could tell that with the help of just one Golden Corpse Middle Stage, their pressure would be greatly reduced, allowing their defensive line to stabilize.

This was not to say that a Golden Corpse Middle Stage was stronger than their group of mid-stage Venerables, but as Venerables, their consumption in battle was also enormous. Especially in the environment of a blessed land, the combat strength they could bring to bear was limited.

The single requirement of not being struck by the Blessed Land Guardians was enough to make the Venerables tread carefully.

The poison of the Blessed Land Guardians was far too terrifying. Even if it merely broke a little skin, that poison was enough to make the Venerables perish.

No matter how the Blessed Land Guardians were attacked, they could not be destroyed. Their attacks could only be blocked, and if the defense went on for too long, problems would inevitably arise.

Among the Venerables he had brought, two had already been poisoned. Although they had not yet fallen, judging by their condition, they would not be able to hold on much longer.

If this continued, the Venerables Great Thunderclap Temple had sent this time would probably find it very difficult to survive.

"Yuanba, I agree to help Great Thunderclap Temple!" There was no need to explain the reason anymore; he had already discussed it with Li Yuanba, and Wu Qi voiced his opinion.

Li Yuanba waved his hand, and one Golden Corpse Middle Stage moved to the front of Great Thunderclap Temple's formation, easing the pressure on Great Thunderclap Temple's Venerables and