Gao Yuan's words were awe-inspiring, completely putting life and death out of the way, he knew that sooner or later it would be death, why not be upright and leave some bones, it would be better than learning from the flies and mice, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Seeing that Gao Yuan was so humble and not arrogant, and his face was not afraid, the Eagle King and the others hesitated, and they tacitly did not choose to kill the captured monks immediately, or directly rushed up to capture Gao Yuan, but planned to probe Gao Yuan's bottom first.

The man in the imperial robe shook the folding fan, smiled and took the lead in speaking:

"Little brother, I don't know what kind of backer you have behind you? There are such treasures at such a young age, it is better to say it so that we can have a long experience, maybe your elders are still my old acquaintances, and I may not be able to sell him face, so as to let you live!"

Hearing the words of the man in the imperial robe, Gao Yuan was about to speak, but a deafening voice appeared out of thin air.

This voice appeared so abruptly that there was no warning at all, and as soon as the royal robe's voice fell, the voice came out immediately.

"Hmph! There is no one behind him! That blessing charm was given by this government! You brutes, this government has not made a move for many years, have you forgotten my majesty!!"

At first, the voice didn't feel like much, but as it was spoken, it grew louder and louder, and by the end of the word majesty, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and all the heads of everyone who were rumbling were buzzing and their eyes were glazed.

At the same time, from the nearly half-collapsed prefect's mansion, a person appeared out of thin air and instantly rose into the air. Look at the appearance and clothes, isn't it the prefect who asked everyone to send letters?

With the appearance of the prefect, the silence in the field became like death, not that everyone didn't want to speak, but that they didn't know why, everyone felt that they couldn't control their bodies.

It seems that there is an overwhelming power that imprisons everyone in place, and even some monsters, with their half-open mouths, can't close them back.

The prefect was in mid-air, his clothes were blown by the wind, the wide sleeves of his robe swayed in the wind, and there seemed to be endless majesty all over his body.

Everyone seemed to have lost focus in their eyes, and it was clear that there were countless demons and ghosts in the field, but they could only see him alone.

The prefect slowly raised his arm, and with a seemingly random finger, he pointed at Zhu Laoba's huge body.

For a moment, without warning, Zhu Laoba exploded out of thin air in the shocked eyes of everyone, flesh and blood flew sideways, blood stains all over the ground, and the large pieces of bright red muscles that exploded and flew in all directions were even twitching slightly.

And as Zhu Laoba exploded out of thin air, Yu Qingxuan revealed her figure, but her eyes were closed, covered in blood, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Gao Yuan had the heart to rush forward to check, but found that no matter how he struggled, he couldn't move at all, as if his whole person was embedded in the wall at this moment.

Besides, the prefect exploded Zhu Laoba with a finger, but he didn't seem to care, as casually as swatting a fly to death, and then he seemed to be in a slightly more relaxed mood.

After that, he was in mid-air, and said indifferently:

"I haven't opened a killing ring for decades, have you forgotten my methods? I'll count three now, and the three of you will quickly release the captured foreign monks, otherwise you will all die!"

As he spoke, everyone suddenly felt lighter, the feeling of involuntary life and death suddenly disappeared, and their bodies were able to move.

But at this moment, the field was very quiet, and none of the blind monsters and ghosts dared to speak out, and they were all silent, breaking out in a cold sweat, for fear of angering the terrifying prefect in front of him.

"One .................."

"Second ..................."

That Hu Xingtian had just counted two counts, and the Eagle King and the imperial robe immediately shook off the foreign monks he had captured, after all, although the demon pill was good, it was not as important as life.

Although the two of them longed for freedom, they didn't want to die, but they were annoyed in their hearts, secretly hating that they shouldn't be greedy.

Now that it was good, it led to the prefect's tiger walking in the sky, which was going to openly kill people under his nose, and the two of them asked themselves if they had the guts, so they had to release the arrested monks one after another.

However, the black boss's face was distorted at the moment, and his heart was entangled, he did not choose to release the captured monk immediately, because it was too eager to be free, and in this prison-like empty flower city, it was really enough.

Seeing that the prefect was staring at him, his lips moved slightly, as if he was about to spit out the three words, and the black boss finally made up his mind.

It decided to fight hard, it didn't believe that Tiger Xingtian had such a high level of cultivation, and at such a distance, if he slaughtered a monk with lightning speed, he might not be able to stop himself.

It had to gamble, it had to bet that after it killed a monk, it would be teleported out so that it could have a chance of survival.

Wanting this, it moved, and it threw out two monks at great speed, trying to confuse Tiger Xingtian, and then it still held one monk in its hand.

Don't look at its short stature and small hands, it grabbed the monk at this moment, but it only shook it slightly, and I don't know what method it used, and the monk immediately bled from all his knots and died of anger.

"Huh, you guts! You wicked obstacle, take your life!"

Hu Xingtian's side was indeed confused by the two monks thrown out by the black boss, thinking that it was soft.

Na Cheng thought that before he could say these three words, he saw that the black old man was bold and big, and he actually intercepted a monk and pinched him to death.

How can he endure this, this is tantamount to openly provoking his majesty, at the moment he was furious, and pointed at the black boss, this finger was his angry shot, and the power was different.

I saw that from the fingertips of the tiger, a beam of light was visible to the naked eye, this beam was still very small at the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, it skyrocketed several times.

In just a moment, he was about to hit the black boss and bombard him to slag, the black boss's face changed wildly, and he wanted to hide, but he didn't know why he suddenly felt numb in his hands and feet, and he didn't obey the call.

That strong sense of restraint appeared again, and now it could only watch the terrifying attack hit itself.

It knew that if it was hit, then from now on, there would never be any more existence of his black boss.

It's too late, it's fast, and at the moment when the black boss was hit, its figure suddenly disappeared, without a trace, and I don't know where it went.

And the beam of light released by the prefect's fingertips directly penetrated the ground, and between the rumbles, I don't know how deep the pit is.

Hu Xingtian's face changed, and his heart was not good, and then he also concentrated, his limbs tightened, and he clearly saw that his attack had hit the black boss, and even directly vaporized his lower body.