Whether it was the Blood Knife or the monk's rune treasure, under the burning of the extremely viscous evil flame, it had already fallen to the ground and shattered into fragments, the deadwood hammer was in slightly better condition, Zhao Fangyuan was more vigilant, and controlled the spirit weapon back at the critical moment, but unfortunately the speed was a little slower, and it was affected by the self-explosion halfway, and the deadwood hammer was also extremely dull in color and fell to the ground.

"This flame is extremely sticky, and it can absorb the light curtain aura of the Seven Star Array, we must find a way to break it, otherwise we will be consumed to death!" The female cultivator was a little anxious, but she didn't expect the seven of them to come out to hunt wild food and encounter such a difficult evil cultivator.

It's just that everyone knows this, but they can't do it, and in a situation like this, the kind of large-scale exorcism spells produced by the three schools of Shi, Confucianism, and Taoism are the most effective, and they won't! If there is a small superb spiritual weapon with this kind of spell, it is also a very targeted means, but it is a pity that their current net worth cannot afford it! The spirit runes that seal this kind of spell did not make any serious preparations when they set off!

What a bitter and sad story and accident!

The light curtain of the Seven Star Array, the last guardian of the seven people, became thinner and thinner with the passage of time, and the faces of the seven newly promoted foundation building period monks had turned from pale at the beginning to a little sallow to blue now.

Just as they were desperate to rush out and go, the fight for their lives, a dark cloud pressed down on the distant horizon.

A thick bright red light flew out from the dark clouds, like a giant pillar of heaven and earth, and suddenly stabbed on the light curtain of the Seven Star Array, and with a snap, it exploded like a crystal, and the light curtain of the Seven Star Array was shattered.

The seven Bright Moon Sect's newly promoted foundation building period cultivators each spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

At the same time, the black-gray flame was also extinguished, and the dark cloud revealed a corner of the hidden thing.

It's a huge floating island in the sky!

It was a cold, stiff floating island made of various colored metals, and the surface of the island was full of grassland atmosphere.

Huge white leather tents bloom like white flowers on the verdant grasslands of the island, which makes people feel refreshed.

In the middle of this amazing floating island, there was an altar made of black rocks, and the main culprit that caused the seven Bright Moon Sect foundation period monks to fall into a coma was a thick totem pole resembling a primitive worship totem pole in the center of the altar.

Soon a few small black dots landed, and as we got closer, it turned out that they were a combination of monks with very different styles of clothing.

"Hehe! It's another batch of fatty prey, and you can get seven second-order quality demon soldiers right away when you pack them up!" The five monks who landed on the floating island were the immortal cultivators of the Northern Wolf Court, and the person who took the lead was too rough. The leopard's head, lion's mouth, bull's eyes, messy and oily curly black hair defied the common sense of the monks, and the thick beard was stained with some white and red unidentified objects.

But this person must not be underestimated, this is a real monk who has formed a golden pill in the third order.

The manic and hot breath was strong and weak, and the slight fluctuations showed that this was a true person who had just completed his advanced level and had not yet had time to stabilize the realm.

"Hee-hee, this time those chicks in the south have broken their brains, and they dare to raid us! Pity the Yellow Sands! Pity those Liji in the Yellow Sands!" A bold and hotly dressed, exotic, and somewhat lazy figure in his voice tried to get close to the rough man, causing the latter to quickly take two steps back.

The one who spoke later was an old and early stage monk who had the same realm as him and whose cultivation was even better than his thirteen points.

The rugged male monk's hobbies are the same as those of normal men, and he is not happy to touch that stunner because the latter is a product of the special customs and habits of the steppe wolf court.

To put it bluntly, this is a deformed monster - hermaphroditic!!

And it's a very complete kind of hermaphroditism!

What's even more terrifying is that the other party's cultivation is a collection of supplements, and the evil exercises have formed two golden pills of yin and yang!

This is the only special circumstance in the past and present that has created an invincible demon in the same realm. There was even an experience of being miserably and crippled by a monk in the middle of the Yudan period.

As long as I think of the next action to be with this partner, and then think of the other party's habit of eating meat and vegetables, the fresh milk, blood, and meat that the rough man has just eaten faintly have a feeling of churning and about to come out.

"You guys hurry up and take these weak chickens, let's go back, don't let Venerable Feng wait for a long time!" The rugged male monk was afraid of the alien body monk, but for the few foundation building periods behind him, it was life and death, and he was quite suspicious of transferring the anger in his heart.

"Obey!" The three second-order steppe wolf court monks, two men and one woman, responded almost in unison, and the three of them were also afraid of the alien physique cultivator, but they didn't dare to show half a point between their expressions, and they endured it too hard.

The words of the rugged male monk made them feel the urge to cry with joy.

Very skillfully lined up the seven people, and the female cultivator among the three Steppe Wolf Court monks took out an item like the head of a crystal rat and pasted it on the eyebrows of each Bright Moon Sect monk in turn.

A drop of black-gray liquid was drawn from the black object in the center of the crystal skull, burrowing into the eyebrows of the seven unlucky men, and finally entering the forbidden place of the monks, the sea of knowledge.