Under the command of the family ancestor, they activated the city's defense, but the city's defense had just been restored briefly, and its power was less than half of its original strength. When the Gunan family retreated, most of the city's defense was destroyed.
The defensive cover was raised, not to protect the city, but to buy some time for the professionals to retreat. Countless flying and hunting vehicles took off, bringing with them a large number of middle and low-level disciples. Most of the Saint Masters and Great Saint Masters flew by themselves
, as for the altar-level masters, they are all covering behind, they don’t know who the enemy is.
Magma surged, fire shot into the sky, and rumbles resounded throughout the earth.
The professionals of the Gujin family had earth-colored faces. Just when they were in chaos, an unparalleled soul pressure came overwhelming. In an instant, anything flying in the air, whether it was a speeding car, a hunting car, or a holy master.
, including the altar-level masters, all fell from the air. Only a handful of altar masters above the third or fourth level could barely keep the altar hanging in the air.
The hunting car crashed to the ground, burst into flames, and screamed loudly.
At this time, the catastrophe has already formed, and Guo Twelve has also flown hundreds of kilometers. Like the handsome old man, he does not even dare to look, and just runs away with all his strength. Thanks to the handsome old man's extremely rich experience, if it were not for the handsome old man, Guo Twelve would
Twelve may not escape so fast.
The magma surged and quickly hit the city's defensive shield. It piled up along the defensive shield and looked very scary. People in the city, whether they were professionals or ordinary people, tried their best to escape from the other end of the city. Now it has been
No one dared to fly, they all ran outwards on their feet, and the speed was very slow.
The defensive shield only lasted for a few dozen minutes before it exploded, and magma rushed into the city.
The soul pressure became stronger and stronger. Many ordinary people died silently, their souls shattered and dissipated, and they fell to the ground without any scars on their bodies. Some apprentice-level professionals also fell to the ground and died one after another.
The low-level professionals struggled to escape, but under the powerful soul pressure, they could not run fast at all.
A shadow rose from the erupting volcano and gradually revealed its figure. The shadow, which was several thousand feet high, raised its head towards the sky and let out a thunderous roar, the sound shaking the world. Guo Twelve drove the altar forward desperately
Rushing, a roar came out, almost making him lose control. Fortunately, the handsome old man helped him stabilize the altar, and the two of them turned back at the same time.
Guo Twelve said timidly: "What is that? A human? A humanoid monster?"
The handsome old man trembled all over and said: "Oh my God, there are really people who have reached such a height. It's so scary."
Guo Twelve drove the altar with all his strength and asked in his busy schedule: "What? What height?"
The handsome old man trembled and said: "The existence beyond the nine-level altar is a legendary existence."
Guo Twelve said: "Are you sure?"
The handsome old man smiled bitterly and said with a pale face: "I can't be sure to find your companions quickly and leave this continent." He looked very panicked. In Guo Twelve's impression, the handsome old man had always been calm and composed.
He had never seen such an attitude before.
Guo Twelve could already activate the cross-border talisman, but he would not escape alone until he found Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan. He said, "We're almost there." Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan are not far from the Chijin Mountains, about more than a thousand kilometers away.
With Guo Twelve's speed, he could reach the altar in dozens of minutes.
With a thunderous roar, the shadow gradually shrank, and a large amount of magma spewed out again.
Countless professionals tried to open their own Talisman Doors to escape, but ordinary Talisman Doors could not be opened at all. Only professionals who escaped far away, and a few of them had cross-border talismans, could barely open the cross-border talisman, but they could not take many with them.
Individuals can only enter in a hurry and escape by luck, while most professionals can only run out in despair.
A young man in a big red robe suddenly appeared above the city, walking leisurely in the air, as if there was solid flat ground in the void. He looked indifferently at the crowd of people fleeing below, with a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. Two Gujin families
The altar masters saw the people in the air and immediately flew up. One of them was Uncle Jinwu.
Uncle Jinwu shouted: "Who are you?"
The man in red robe still looked at the flow of people fleeing and ignored Uncle Jinwu's questions.
Uncle Jinwu was extremely angry. The last time he saw Guo Twelve, he was in the same tone, looking down on people. He was angry and annoyed. He stretched out his hand to touch the life sacrifice treasure, and the bird's hook flashed with brilliance and suddenly struck at the red robe.
people.
Another altar master was also left behind to cut off the rear. He was also a master of the two-story altar. Seeing Uncle Jinwu take action, he immediately launched his own sacrificial treasure attack. His sacrificial treasure was a long knife, a light blue long knife.
The ice element's natal sacrificial treasure.
The man in red robe turned his head, two red rays shot out from his eyes, and a soul pressure crushed him violently.
Uncle Jinwu screamed: "No!" His body suddenly exploded, forming a blood mist. The other altar master also exploded, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The life sacrifice treasure whined and turned into countless tiny fragments. The man in red robe
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. The two altars seemed to be restrained by steel cables and shot towards the man in red robe at high speed. Then, he clenched his palm suddenly.
Boom! Boom!
An explosion sounded. Whether it was the person who was broken into plasma, the soul that was about to float out, or the altar that was broken into powder, as the man in red robe shook his hand, it all turned into a purple-black mist, and was swallowed up by the man in red robe.
. He smacked his lips and said calmly: "Why are there so few altar-level professionals?"
His figure suddenly disappeared in the air, and instantly appeared above the flow of people escaping. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said calmly: "There are only a few people, so let's make do with it." He looked back at the hell-like Chijin Mountains and said
: "It's finally out!"
"Fire Festival!"
His hands were like holding heavy objects, and he stretched out his fingers, as if they were a pair of claws, and suddenly tore them apart. Ten deep grooves suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless people fell into it. Immediately afterwards, countless streams of lava and fire spewed out of the ten deep grooves.
.
The man in red robe seemed not to be satisfied yet. He made a false strike with his fist, and with a bang, a large amount of magma was sprayed into the sky, killing hundreds of thousands of people in an instant. Then, he roared, and a huge sound wave erupted from his mouth.
Rushing out of the lava, those who were lucky enough not to be killed by the magma had their souls shattered by the sound waves.
"Summon!"
The man in red robe lowered his head and inhaled sharply. The air that was originally hot air began to rotate rapidly, forming an unparalleled suction force. The souls of all the dead people were extracted and fell into the man in red robe with the rotating hot wind.
in the mouth.
In just a few minutes, except for a few lucky ones who escaped, millions of people were killed, and their souls were devoured by the men in red robes.
The man in red robe looked down indifferently. After a long while, he said to himself: "Too few."
The earth trembled and the sky turned red.
Guo Twelve drove the altar to fly, and he had already seen the main camp of the Gunan family. The handsome old man was suddenly stunned, looked back, and said in horror: "Fire sacrifice! It turned out to be a fire sacrifice! Boy, teleport!"
Guo Twelve didn't have time to ask why. He teleported out immediately after hearing this. After teleporting twice in a row, he entered the main camp of the Gunan family. Because he had the identity token of his ancestor, the defense of the main camp was against him.
Opened. He fell like a meteor and rushed directly into a tent.
Ying Mo and Luo Zhan were sitting in the tent. Guo Twelve didn't waste any time. He shook his hand and typed out a letter talisman. It was a letter talisman for the ancestor of Nanqiang. They must be notified of this news. Then he immediately opened the cross
Boundary Talisman shouted: "Stop talking and follow me!"
The handsome old man shouted: "Hurry!"
The Eagle Demon flew into the Fumen, followed by Luo Zhan. Nan You just walked into the tent and asked, "What is this for?"
Guo Twelve said: "Nan You, let's go together! Hurry!"
Nan You said confusedly: "This"
The handsome old man was extremely impatient. He raised his hand and shot out a string of virtual talisman chains, which tied up Nan You. He shouted: "Where are all the nonsense? Come in, old man!" He directly used the virtual talisman chains to throw Nan You into the talisman door.
He shouted: "Boy, let's go!"
Guo Twelve rushed in suddenly.
Flying out of the Talisman Gate, Guo Twelve watched the Talisman Gate gradually disappear, patted his chest lightly, and said, "I was scared to death!"
The Eagle Demon said: "Hey, is this the secret realm of wind and rain?"
Guo Twelve said: "Yes, you can return to the Great Hidden Fort from here."
Nan You twisted his body hard and screamed: "Let me go! Let me fucking go!"
The handsome old man waved away the virtual talisman chain with a wave of his hand. He did not explain, and returned to the altar with his head shrinking. Guo Twelve put the altar into his body, and then said: "I'm lucky, I finally escaped."
Nan You was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He shouted aggrievedly: "Ancestor!"
Guo Twelve's hair stood up at the call of his ancestor. He reached out and patted Nan You on the shoulder and said: "Don't blame the handsome old man, he is saving your life. If it's a little later, maybe I won't even be able to save you."
I can’t even open the cross-border talisman, ugh, it’s too scary.”
Nan You was surprised and asked: "What happened?"
Guo Twelve simply narrated what happened and said: "I estimate that everyone in the Gujin family is dead and can't even run away. The handsome old man said that that guy is an existence beyond the nine-story altar. Although it cannot be confirmed, it is true."
It’s very scary. I can’t resist just a little bit of soul pressure. It’s so scary.”
Nan You's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said: "Oh my God, our Gunan family and an army of professionals are there, what should we do?"
Guo Twelve said: "I have already sent out the letter talisman and told the Southern Qiang ancestor. It depends on how he arranges it. There is also the question of whether he believes it or not. If he doesn't believe it, it will be troublesome."
Now I can only hope that the ancestor of Nan Qiang believes in Guo Twelve. Nan You did not ask to go back, and he is not stupid. Let alone the master of the nine-layer altar, he has only seen the master of the six-layer altar once in his life.
He is a top expert who stands at the pinnacle of his profession. He simply cannot imagine what a master who has surpassed the nine-level altar looks like.
"I hope my ancestor can believe it!"
Nan You said without confidence.
Eagle Demon said: "The Southern Qiang Ancestor is very clear about Twelve's abilities. He should know that Twelve will not talk nonsense."
At this moment, the ancestor of Nanqiang was holding the letter talisman in confusion. He had a confused feeling. He was a master who surpassed the nine-story altar? Are you kidding me?
