A group of white-haired old men turned grim, and then they fell silent.

Yes, it's no wonder that the leader of the Vulcan Sect has no fear, and he doesn't look worried that they will refuse, it turns out that people have already calculated it.

If they agree, the Vulcan Cult will help them destroy the people of the Old God Empire, and then join them in dealing with the Eight Legions of the Royal Iron Army.

Even if they refuse, the Vulcan Cult can change its partner and deal with them in turn, and then join forces with the Old God Empire to deal with the Eight Legions of the Royal Iron Army.

Anyway, you can always get a partner to work with, and of course the Vulcan Sect is not in a hurry.

The only advantage of their alliance is that they have a large number of people, and their strength is slightly stronger than that of the Ancient God Empire, but that's about it.

If they really reject the proposal of the Vulcan Sect and be attacked by the Vulcan Sect and the Old God Empire, these people in their alliance country will be really dangerous.

Compared with the consequences of refusing to cooperate, it seems that it is not so unacceptable to be the enemy of the eight legions of the Royal Iron Army.

"Very well, it seems that your allies are not without smart people. ”

Fire Xinzi, the leader of the Vulcan Sect, nodded with satisfaction, and the next moment, that huge face and cold gaze fell on the three of them.

"Let's go!"

Zhuan Zhu did not hesitate at all, and the moment the Fire God Sect Leader Fire Xinzi's gaze fell on him, he burst out with a decisive shout, turned around and ran.

Qingji and Yaoli were not slow at all, and the three of them suddenly rose into the sky like lightning.

Seeing that these three people were about to successfully break out of the Guangwu World, a flame appeared out of thin air, just blocking the path of the three of them.

"Not good!"

Zhuan Zhu's face changed, and as soon as this flame appeared, he realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, just a few flames were naturally not enough, but if it was the Fire God Sect's Xuanhuo Array, it would be completely different.

In the depths of the burning flames, several fiery red figures suddenly flew out, and these figures, without exception, were all martial saints.

A group of martial saints descended from the sky, and the power was terrifying enough to think about.

Without hesitation, the three of them turned around and returned the way they came.

Just kidding, one or two martial saints, none of the three of them will take it seriously, and a few big moves can be easily done.

But a group of martial saints, even if they can do it, they have to have this time.

The leader of the Vulcan Sect, Huo Xinzi, and a group of old guys from the Alliance Nation are all around, and they may make a move at any time, once they are stopped by this group of martial saints for a moment, they will completely lose the opportunity to escape.

Qingji and Yaoli glanced at each other, and when the two were hesitating what to do, a cold light flashed in Zhuzhu's eyes, and his gaze decisively fell on Mo Fei below.

"Hostage!"

Zhuan Zhu coldly spit out two words in his mouth.

Qingji and wanted to leave, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, surrounded by strong enemies, as long as you have hostages, you are not afraid that there is no way to escape.

The key is that a group of top powerhouses collided too fiercely, and others couldn't get close at all, and there were almost no hostages below the top powerhouses around, and the only target was Mo Fei.

Zhu Zhu made up his mind, and almost made a lightning move, not giving the Vulcan Sect Leader and a group of old people in the Alliance State enough time to react.

"I'll go, you guys, you're too deceitful, aren't you?"

Mo Fei didn't lose consciousness, and when he found out that the three of them were actually planning to take him hostage, he almost rolled his eyes and died of depression.

The top powerhouse, or the resurrected heroes of ancient times, did not hesitate to take a weak person as a hostage in order to escape.

What made him even more speechless was that among so many people present, he was the weakling.

Of course it can't be, there are never these four words in his life dictionary.

The weak? He Mofei, one of the decision-makers of the dignified Principality of Dongyuan, has actually become a weak person in the eyes of these people, and is about to become a hostage for these people to escape and escape? This is simply a big joke!

The raging anger burned quickly in his heart.

"Fu Wu, Burning Heart Seal!"

Seeing the terrifying momentum crushing him, grabbing him like lightning, Mo Fei gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

This trick Fu Wu, that mysterious existence had already taught him, he originally wanted to take it step by step and ponder it slowly, but at this time, he couldn't care about it so much.

In the case of the exhaustion of divine power, Fu Wu Burning Heart Seal is already the biggest hole card in his hand.

This move can be regarded as his last counterattack.

Rumble!

The two forces collided violently, and Mo Fei struck with all his might, although it hit the weakest point of Zhuzhu's momentum, but unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was too big, and the result was a rout without suspense, a complete rout!

The turbulent momentum around Mo Fei's body was powerless in the face of the absolute power of the dictatorship.

However, Mo Fei also blocked that moment, buying a little time for the others.

A group of old people from the Confederate countries rushed over, but there was one faster than these old men from the Confederate countries, and that was the nearest flame.

At the moment when Mo Fei was about to fall into the hands of Zhuzhu, a flame quietly appeared between the two.

Mo Fei held the Burning Heart Seal in his hand and looked at the flame stupidly, as if a force was burning in his eyes.

"Get out of the way!"

A trace of anxiety flashed on Zhuan Zhu's face, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, a sharp short sword in his hand, only a cold light, and the flame suddenly split into two and dispersed.

The white-haired old man Gu Chengsheng's face changed slightly, that flame was the Xuanhuo Array of the Fire God Sect, as long as there was a little more time, there would definitely be rescuers coming out from the depths of the flames.

It's a pity that Zhuan Zhu seems to have known about this for a long time, and he actually held the divine sword in his hand and split the flames with one hand, preventing the rescue of the Vulcan Sect powerhouse.

The people closest to Mo Fei were all blocked by Qing Ji and Yaoli who followed closely, and the Xuanhuo Array was destroyed by a sword, and no one nearby could save anyone else.

"Humph!"

With a roar, Zhu Zhu grabbed Mo Fei's shoulder.

"Stop it all! Otherwise, Hugh blames this seat for being unkind!"

Zhuzhu's cold eyes swept across the audience, and everyone was stunned.

Qingji and Yaoli were already under the siege of a group of top powerhouses, and seeing that Zhuan Zhu had succeeded in taking the hostage, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and unceremoniously rushed out of the group of enemies and headed towards the rendezvous of Zhuanzhu.

The three of them had hostages in their hands, and the others had concerns and didn't dare to stop them, so they could only let the three of them turn.

"I'll go, I'm too unlucky. ”

"It seems that ordinary people really can't meddle in the battle of the top powerhouse, and this is the biggest lesson for me. ”

Mo Fei was sweating profusely, and he was completely depressed when he looked at the big hands of steel on his shoulders.

The situation was critical before, and he didn't think too much about it, so he exhausted his divine power and took the opportunity to sneak attack the Radiant Giant and successfully break the game.

But if he had known that one of his sneak attacks would actually cause him to be remembered by the enemy, and now he has become a hostage in the hands of others, whether he still wants to make a move just now, he really has to think about it.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, he has now fallen into the hands of the enemy, and it is useless to think more.