Chapter 318

Thanks to Agent Code G-8 for the tip

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"It seems that the Holy Lord is preparing to give up this Bibo City, in that case, let's leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out.

"Feng Lin, you two go first, and I'll arrive later." Wang Qingmin said, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the house.

For Wang Qingmin's mystery, Feng Lin is already numb, and he doesn't have to worry about the safety of the other party, even the Mahayana monks can be planted in his hands, I'm afraid that this Bibo City is really free for him to come and go now.

Feng Lin and Duo Ye took the Seventh Master back to the mountain gate of the Lei Ling Sect.

This night is destined to be an unquiet night.

Wang Qingmin came to a corner incognito, and his divine consciousness sank into the legendary world space.

"Hey, dead bird, it seems that someone is looking for you again, what do you say?" Wang Qingmin said to the Spirit Flame Beast.

"Huh?! Isn't it, I've been hiding in a place like this, and anyone else can find me? You're not lying to me, are you? The Spirit Flame Beast shouted.

"To tell you the truth, there are two waves of people out there now, one is looking for me, the other is looking for you, is the wave looking for me? I'm ready to make sure they don't come back, and as for these people looking for you, I'm too lazy to make up my mind, you can decide. Wang Qingmin said.

"Since you are my master, then you must be in charge of my affairs, so these two waves of people are looking for you, I just need to listen to your orders." The Spirit Flame Beast is the Tao.

"Well, that's what you said, Dead Bird, and you don't regret it." Wang Qingmin immediately said.

His words made the Spirit Flame Beast immediately feel a little bad, but he really couldn't imagine how Wang Qingmin would be unfavorable to it.

Just as it was thinking wildly, I saw Wang Qingmin snickering, and with a wave of his right hand, the perspective of the Spirit Flame Beast suddenly changed.

By the time it had recovered, it had appeared in a city on fire, full of weeping mortals and monks scurrying around.

"Damn human, where is this? Where did you send me? The Spirit Flame Beast shouted.

Because Wang Qingmin was invisible at this time, it could not see Wang Qingmin's figure.

"Dead bird, ask for more blessings. Don't worry, it's still the same sentence, with me, you can't die. After Wang Qingmin finished speaking, the teleportation disappeared there.

"Damn it!" The Spirit Flame Beast Transformation God suddenly felt a wave of extremely powerful divine consciousness fall on its body.

"Mahayana monk!"

The Spirit Flame Beast didn't care about cursing Wang Qingmin anymore, and immediately turned into a fiery red figure and began to flee.

For Wang Qingmin, after so many days of communication, it has a great understanding, and it is impossible for the other party to send it to death, but now it seems that it is going to fake his death again. It's just that the cultivation that has finally recovered has to retreat to the Yuan Infant Stage.

The figure of the Spirit Flame Beast was too conspicuous, like a bright gem in the night sky, and it directly attracted everyone's attention in this city where Mahayana monks were full of monks and incarnate monks flying around.

"This is the Spirit Flame Beast!"

Ten Mahayana monks understand the function of its blood, and even some god-transforming monks know the preciousness of this beast.

"By chance, I knew that there would definitely be super treasures here." A beast Mahayana monk said and flew up into the sky.

The Mahayana monk of this demon beast clan was originally going to watch the excitement, but now that a spirit flame beast appeared, he snatched it at the moment.

Of course, he was just one of them, and immediately, nearly twenty Mahayana monks and nearly a hundred god-transforming monks appeared from all over the city, all of whom rushed towards this spiritual flame beast.

"Damn! Is there any mistake, playing so big, a large collection of Mahayana monks? ”

The Spirit Flame Beast cursed as it teleported around the city and fled. It is surrounded by an iron wall, and with so many Mahayana monks, it is now said to be dead.

As he spoke, a group of people also floated on the bottom of the sea, but it was four sea tribes and four humans.

These eight people are the same as Duomu, but by this time they have already changed their clothes. Of course, at this time, everyone's eyes were on the Spirit Flame Beasts, and their appearance was also very hidden, so no one noticed them.

"Fellow Daoists, Spirit Flame Beasts, you must get your hands on them."

The Red Ancestor and the others of Lei Ling Mountain in the air also got the news in an instant, and led people to fly down, ready to join in the snatching of the Spirit Flame Beast.

The three friends of the Thunder Spirit Holy Lord, except for Regg, who looked worriedly at the chaotic Bibo City below and did not act, the other two also joined in this snatch.

Yes, there is still more than an hour before dawn, but the crazy fight has begun.

I don't know since when, the crowd behind the Spirit Flame Beast began to decrease,

While people are chasing, they don't forget to eradicate their competitors.

Especially those Mahayana monks, who had a natal space and could teleport infinitely, could have completely blocked the Spirit Flame Beast in one place, but none of them made a move on the Spirit Flame Beast, allowing it to fly around in the city.

Compared with the Avatar Monks, they are even more scruples, for fear that one will accidentally fall into the siege of everyone. However, this did not delay them from snorting and attacking the surrounding Avatar monks.

The sky was gradually getting brighter, and at this time, the Spirit Flame Beast was so tired that it stood to the ground, and there was no longer the motivation to escape.

Anyway, no matter how you escape, it's the same result.

The monks at the scene were divided into three forces.

The first group, on the side of the Red Ancestors, had eight Mahayana monks and hundreds of incarnation monks, and they seemed to be very united on the surface.

The second strand, the multi-eyed side. They also have eight Mahayana monks and more than sixty god-transforming monks, but the human and sea tribes are evenly divided, so this is certainly not very coordinated.

The third strand is the scattered cultivation of all ethnic groups. This group of people is the most, including nineteen Mahayana monks and more than one hundred and forty god cultivators, and there are all races, even the abyss demon race, I really don't know how they came over, faster than the main force of the demon race.

Of course, in addition to these people, there are still a few Mahayana monks and dozens of god-transforming monks who did not make a move, they continue to hide in the city, and Si Ming belongs to these people.

When the sun first rose, the bright sunlight shone down and fell on the top of the city.

Everything seems to have brightened.

After a night of madness, the entire Bibo City has almost disintegrated, and only a few places are still connected intermittently. Countless mortal corpses were scattered throughout the city, covering the streets and alleys. Even if mortals are lucky enough to escape the frontal impact of spiritual power, they will be caught by the aftermath of the follow-up rush, and they will not be spared at all.

Except for a very small number of mortals who had a few life-saving magic weapons sent by immortal cultivators to save their lives, the entire Bibo City had become a dead city.

Beneath a collapsed house, a hand covered in black ash suddenly stretched out. I saw a young man in a spirit robe crawl out from below, looking at the floating figures in the air with a pair of resentful eyes.

Not far away, next to the ruins of another building, the boy's family had been burned to the ground, and the extinguished fire was emitting thick black smoke.

Through the planks, the water below the city had been dyed red overnight, and floating corpses could be seen from time to time.

Wang Qingmin did not return to Lei Ling Mountain, at this time he was not far from the young man, looking at the young man's face full of hatred and unwillingness.

In the world of immortal cultivators, the lives of mortals are really too worthless, even if Wang Qingmin tries his best, how many people can he save in this kind of catastrophe like the great heavens. Even the owner of this place, the Holy Lord of Lei Ling, didn't do anything, what could he do alone.

At this moment, hundreds of figures descended from the Thunder Spirit Mountain in the air, and one of the Yuanying Monks flew straight to the young man's side, grabbed the young man, and flew towards the sky.

Looking at the fairyland-like floating mountains in the sky, Wang Qingmin couldn't help but sigh, the last few hundred people in Bibo City were finally rescued.

The Spirit Flame Beast stopped, allowing the surrounding monks to surround it layer by layer.

Everyone didn't dare to move, and looked at the people around them. Wang Qingmin looked at such a situation, and couldn't help but flash a scene in his mind.

That was when he was playing the legendary world, several major guilds participated in the Raiders of the Lost Ark activity at the same time, and the goal was directly aimed at the treasure box, but after half a day of fighting, none of the guilds had the ability to take the treasure box, and finally the treasure box was thrown on the ground and systematized.

That's a game, if you hang up, you can drop some equipment, which can make people prohibitive, but now it's gambling with your own life, and everyone is of course very cautious.

However, among the people, there was one person who carefully cast the spell. That person was none other than Duomu, and as a spell monk, he naturally had his own extraordinary means.

Just as Wang Qingmin was about to let the Spirit Flame Beast fly up and mess up the situation again, Duomu started to act.

The big black coffin slowly appeared in the lake below the Lingyan Beast, and the black smoke turned into chains, stretching out from the black coffin and circling towards the Lingyan Beast above. (To be continued.) )