Tianchang Continent, the secret realm of water and moon.

"Hand over the Burning Sky and spare you from death!"

Looking at the exit one step away, a touch of despair appeared on the face of the Qing Zhenren, turned around, and said in a firm voice: "Don't even think about it, if you want to fight, you will fight, less nonsense!"

"Toast without eating and drinking, since you are looking for death, we will fulfill her!"

As soon as the words fell, this person rushed up, and when the others saw this, they no longer hesitated, and the spells and magic weapons attacked the Qingren people one after another.

The gap between the cultivation of the Halal people and these twelve people was not big, and after persisting for two hours, they were surrounded in a corner of the cave wall with bruises all over their bodies.

"Liqing, obediently hand over the Burning Sky, and we'll let you go!" or the monk who spoke earlier, seemed to be the matchmaker of the twelve.

Li Qingzhen stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, silently looked at the twelve people opposite, and his voice was extremely calm, "You really want to burn the sky?"

Some people couldn't bear it, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Who doesn't want it? That's the burning sky! With it, you don't have to worry about erysipelas anymore, and the road to immortality is just around the corner!"

The corners of the innocent people's mouth hooked up a touch of mockery, and his eyes stared straight at the twelve, "Do you want it, then come and get it!"

Someone immediately rushed out, but was stopped by the matchmaker, "You're crazy, let you go over, you'll go, this is a real person, don't worry about fraud!"

The person who was in a hurry didn't think about it and said: "Liqing is seriously injured, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow, what is there to be afraid of?"

Brushing the arm of the matchmaker, this person strode towards Liqing, and the others followed closely, it was a burning sky, slow down, who knows who will fall into it!

Seeing that ten of the twelve people were within ten meters, only the remaining two stood a hundred meters away, holding magic weapons in their hands.

The innocent man looked up and laughed three times, "Good! good!"

"Don't laugh, hand over the Burning Sky quickly!" said the monk standing at the front impatiently, the aura churning in one hand, and he could give a fatal blow to the innocent people at any time!

"Okay, here it is for you!" said the Halal Man, as he rushed into the crowd as the man puffed up like a balloon.

"Oh no, she's going to blow herself up, get out of the way!"

I don't know who shouted, but it was too late, I just heard a bang, and it exploded away from the halal people......

At this moment, a whirlpool appeared in mid-air, which seemed to have a strong suction, but it absorbed the surrounding stumps and corpses in an instant.