As soon as the old man of the wood fire spoke, the air was also burned, and a surging sea of fire appeared, but he was still not satisfied, and instantly sacrificed more than a dozen wood-attribute spiritual weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of them, but the grade was only the middle and lower grades.

Then a strange scene appeared, surging in the sea of fire, quickly burning more than a dozen spiritual weapons, turning the spiritual weapons into ashes, and the spiritual materials in them ignited the sea of fire. There are more than a dozen spiritual weapons as sacrifices, like pouring oil on the fire, the power of the sea of fire at this moment is even more powerful, infinitely close to the power of the tribulation period, and has the power to burn all things.

The old man of the wood fire drove the surging sea of fire, how could some cultivators whose spirit bodies had returned to the void be opponents, sweeping all the way, I don't know how many cultivators were buried in the sea of fire and turned into ashes. This kind of forbidden technique cannot be used for a long time, and in a moment of effort, the mysterious power of the old man of the wood fire has consumed a small half. He chanted an inexplicable incantation in his mouth, driving the sea of fire to rush towards Zhang Lao.

The reason why the sea of fire can be called the sea of fire is that its area is naturally incredibly large, and the attack range is extremely wide. Zhang Lao has already broken an arm, there is no knife in his hand, and there is no way to escape. The raging flames engulfed him in an instant, and his body was quickly cremated.

Zhang Lao flashed a trace of fierceness, and roared wildly: "Rebel, go to the West Heaven with me." Before the words fell, when the aftermath was surrounding, the golden mystery in Zhang Lao's body was instantly emptied, and all the mysterious power turned into a blow, transforming into a golden light knife, which pierced the heart of Zhang Lao's son. The remnants of the mysterious power, like a knife, crushed the small half of Zhang's son's body.

The raging flames were still burning, and the elder in the sea of fire finally raised his head, looked up at the sky and shouted: "May the demon lord prevail and destroy the brutal Heavenly Dao." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lao's body had already burned and turned into ashes. His last inner cry contained a lot of hatred. He understands that whether it is the old man of Muhuo or his son, they are all planted with demonic thoughts by the Heavenly Dao, and they only do such a thing inferior to beasts after they become demons. The Heavenly Dao is the ultimate instruction, and his hatred for the Heavenly Dao is also like a surging river, endless.

As soon as Old Zhang died, Old Man Muhuo immediately ended the forbidden technique, panting and consuming a lot. The other normal cultivators looked at each other, and after a little exchange, they rushed up and tried to kill the old man of the wood fire......

In a super flying boat, this is one of the twenty-eight eyes of the Dao Law Natural Immortal Array, which is heavily guarded. But they still continue to kill, whether it is ordinary cultivators or cultivator soldiers, among them there are not a few demons, they are usually not afraid of death, and they are extremely fierce. So like other flying boats, the infighting continued, and it was already a mess.

A young man more than two meters tall, dressed in a battle armor cloak and carrying a spirit bow, wielded a unique war halberd similar to Fang Tian's painting halberd. If you look closely, his battle armor, cloak, and spirit bow are all medium-grade spiritual weapons, and the war halberd in his hand is a high-grade spiritual weapon. The most important thing is that this man's cultivation is not in the early stage of returning to the void, and having such equipment can be described as luxurious.

This young man, who was more than two meters tall, rushed into the crowd with a halberd in his hand, ignoring it, not even looking at it, it was a random massacre. It just so happened that in this area, they were all Jindan Spirit Body cultivators, and their strength was low, so they were naturally not his opponents.

"Another enchanter. ”

"The dignified cultivators who have returned to the void have slaughtered us regardless of their identity. ”

"Hate. Hate myself for not being strong enough. Hate my lack of background, hate the ruthlessness of heaven. ”

The young man who was more than two meters tall was silent, his eyes were fierce, very terrifying, and the halberd dance in one hand was not leaking, and at the same time he manipulated the spiritual bow with spiritual power, and shot out a series of spiritual energy arrows, and the cloak was also a rare defensive spiritual weapon, exuding spiritual power and protecting all the man's body. Relying on luxurious equipment, the man went on a rampage, killing all the way, and before he knew it, he slaughtered hundreds of people.

"I know this person, he is the little god of war Zhou Fang. ”

"The little god of war Zhou Fang is the younger generation of people on the list. ”

"This person is fierce, we still ask the old god of war senior to submit him. ”

At this time, several cultivators recognized the identity of the two-meter-tall man. The two-meter man turned out to be a famous young talent of the Tianyi clan, and his strength led the younger generation of cultivators. The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. A group of low-level cultivators, when they learned the identity of the two-meter man, were shocked, like a flock of frightened birds, they flew away from each other.

In the middle of the night, an old man was mighty and tough, and he was followed by several spiritual cultivators who were more than three heads taller than him. It's not that a few spiritual body cultivators are extremely tall, but this old man is only one meter tall, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a dwarf. He had a white beard, almost as close to his feet, and his beard shook as if he were sweeping the floor with a broom.

The old dwarf is not good-looking, and can even be said to be extremely ugly, but when others see it, they can't be sarcastic and funny, but in awe. He has an outstanding temperament, with the heroic spirit of a battle-hardened warrior and the domineering spirit of directing the country. Such a temperament gives people a feeling that cannot be underestimated.

The old dwarf man stood with his hands in his hands, and said with the dignity of a grandmaster: "Criminal, don't put down the halberd quickly." ”

A simple break from drinking, but it contains the two mysteries of lion's roar and thunder, which is deafening, and has the mystery of warning and expelling demons. The dwarf old man had the right starting point, and wanted to wake up the little god of war Zhou Fang, the apprentice who had fallen into the demon. But he underestimated the spiritual demonic thoughts planted by the Heavenly Dao. This kind of demonic thoughts, even the demon director Chihiro is helpless, how can he get rid of them.

The two-meter-tall little god of war Zhou Fang, if he hadn't heard of it, still wielded his war halberd, controlled the spirit bow, and wantonly killed low-level cultivators. Although he was enchanted, his reason and thinking were still there, and he wisely bypassed the old dwarf and did not attack him.

The old dwarf, his face was slightly red, and he used the lion's roar and thunder to try in vain to exorcise the apprentice's demonic thoughts, but it was ineffective at the moment, and his face was a little unbearable.

The next moment, the old dwarf man was still standing with his hands in his hands, and in an instant, ninety-nine and eighty-one phantoms appeared in all directions, and no one could tell which one was his true body. In an instant, the dwarf old man came to the side of the little god of war Zhou Fang, and a circle of phantoms surrounded him.

Seeing this, the little god of war Zhou Fang was also stunned, with his spiritual power and cultivation, he couldn't tell which was the real body of the dwarf old man, and he was a little at a loss for a while, so he simply waved the halberd indiscriminately and attacked a large area by luck.

Kick, Kick!

The old dwarf man still stood on his armrests, he skillfully avoided the attack of the war halberd, and stepped on the legs of the little god of war Zhou Fang with both legs. Maybe it was because he was too short, so he took three or four steps in a row before stepping on Zhou Fang's chest and kicking hard. Zhou Fang was subjected to a huge force and retreated seven steps in a row.

The little god of war Zhou Fang was furious in an instant, he was two meters tall, he was born with divine power, and he tried his best, but he couldn't even touch the sleeve of the dwarf old man. The dwarf old man is as flexible as a mouse and a cat, and he doesn't use his hands behind his back, so he plays around the defense. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the old dwarf's strength is too much stronger than Zhou Fang, but he cherishes his apprentice and has not been ruthless for a long time