"A fireworks feast? What's that? ”

The altar master subconsciously asked, but in exchange for Yang Dong's slightly mocking smile.

The altar master instinctively felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously rushed forward.

However, just then, he caught a glimpse of a candle of fire thrown at him.

He subconsciously flashed, dodged the thrown candle, and then followed the trajectory to look.

But seeing that it was not Yang Dong who threw the fire candle, but his own subordinates, his face instantly became gloomy.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

However, what he never dreamed of was that these subordinates who had obeyed him in the past ran behind him without looking back at this moment.

And the direction in which they fled was actually the exit of the cult land.

The altar master realized that the situation seemed to be wrong, and he subconsciously planned to rush out, but after all, it was still a step too late.

He had barely had time to take a step when he felt a wave of heat hit behind him. Along with it, there is an extremely terrifying force!

Even if he had a strength comparable to that of the Martial Sect, at this moment, the altar master felt a hint of the threat of death!

How is this possible!

Stemming from the strong sense of crisis of the strong man of the Martial Sect, he almost instinctively hid next to a boulder.

However, even so, there was a burst of barbecue smell coming from his back!

On the other side, Yang Dong carried Wan Yanyue on his back, and rushed to the exit position the moment the fire candle was thrown.

He listened to the deafening explosion behind him, but his heart was full of trepidation.

I don't know if there are so many big treasures, can the altar master drink a pot.

It's definitely unrealistic to kill him directly, and it's not bad to be seriously injured. Even if you can't get seriously injured, at least you have to let Xiao Ye escape from here.

He thought so, but his steps did not stop at all, and he fled straight towards the entrance of the cave.

On the other side, the appearance of the owner of the altar at this moment looks extremely embarrassed.

There wasn't even a piece of good flesh on his entire back, and a large amount of red blood flowed down his back.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, and his lips were slightly pale.

Even if his cultivation is high enough, in the face of such a serious injury, he still seems a little weak.

He mobilized the qi in his body and silently swam around the meridians. Then, his face became more and more gloomy.

He gritted his teeth, stared at Yang Dong's back, gritted his teeth and said:

"Good Yang Dong, since this is the case, then the altar master doesn't have to be polite to you."

He said coldly, but the next moment he turned around and rushed in the direction of the fire pool.

This scene was not noticed by Yang Dong, who was bent on fleeing for his life, but it was seen by Wan Yanyue on his back.

"Little Dongzi, something seems to be wrong......"

"The man seemed to be badly wounded, and I saw that his back was bleeding...... But why did he head in the direction of the fire pool? ”

"Is it possible...... Has he given up chasing us? ”

Hearing this, Yang Dong's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of surprise. It wasn't because of anything else, but because he instinctively felt that something was wrong with this matter.

You think, the little princess behind you is the highlight of this grand ceremony.

The main events have gone, and the master of the altar has returned to the fire pool, what's the point?

He can't be too angry and plan to treat himself as a sacrifice, right?

However, at this moment, Wan Yanyue's slightly trembling voice came from Yang Dong's back again.

"That guy, what is he doing?"

"That's his own men, how can he be ruthless?"

Hearing this, Yang Dong sighed in his heart. But on the surface, he forced a calm look and asked:

"Little princess, what the hell happened, what did you see?"

"He's killing! He's killing his own men! ”

Wan Yanyue's voice was a little sharp, and it was obvious that the scene in front of her was beyond the scope of her cognition.

"There's a lot of blood, there's a lot of blood around the pool!"

"Black mist, black mist! The mist poured up from the pool of fire again, but this time it was a little different. ”

The mist seemed to be rushing towards the body of the altar master. What's he doing? ”

Black fog?

Isn't that the power of luck that the sophists keep saying?

Could it be ...... The master of the altar of people killed his own men in order to take away their luck?

Thinking of this, Yang Dong couldn't help but gasp.

What kind of altar master, this guy is clearly a living madman!

No, he did this to make it clear that he didn't intend to let us go.

Thinking of this, Yang Dong once again mobilized the remaining qi and blood power in his body. Combined with the Explosive Qigong Method, this time, his speed was actually a few points faster.

At this moment, Yang Dong suddenly felt that an extremely strong momentum was coming from his back!

This momentum is even stronger than the heyday of the altar master!

Yang Dong was horrified in his heart, and immediately wanted to turn around and dodge. However, in the face of the returning altar master, his speed is simply too slow!

I saw that as soon as he turned around, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the palm of the altar master.

And the target of this palm is also not Yang Dong, but Wan Yanyue behind his back.

Seeing that the other party was still so despicable and shameless, Yang Dong silently greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the altar owner in his heart, and even had a cordial and friendly indoor communication with the other party's mother.

However, Wan Yanyue is just an ordinary person after all.

The palm of the altar master of the human altar didn't even need to be slapped, just after approaching, the huge energy it was carrying could easily tear apart Yan Yue's internal organs.

"Damn, you're a kraft candy? Why did you stick it again! ”

Yang Dong scolded in a low voice, and then turned to the side of his body, protecting Wan Yanyue behind him. The backhand is a punch, and in a hurry, it is hard to hit the palm of the altar master.

However, as soon as the fists and palms intersected, Yang Dong suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

The person in front of him, the power of luck in his body, is simply not the same as before!

If the previous human altar master had a combat power of 10, then now he has a combat power of at least more than 30, or even higher.

And Yang Dong, who is at the end of the strong crossbow, I'm afraid it's not even 5!

So, without any suspense, the power contained in this palm entered Yang Dong's meridians through his fist in an instant.

Then it began to wreak havoc and wreak havoc!

A look of pain flashed on Yang Dong's cheeks.

He only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood of "wow" spurted out directly.

At the same time, his whole body flew straight upside down like a cannonball!