Ji Wushuang pressed down to double the speed.
Carefully observe these three monks who are flying over with overwhelming arrogance.
Their robes were all blood red, like burning fire, bright and deadly.
Weird black and red lines danced on their robes, like living creatures, constantly changing their shapes, making people afraid to look directly at them.
The three of them are all handsome men and beautiful women with extraordinary looks.
The woman in the middle had long, fiery red hair that was like a waterfall, hanging around her waist and fluttering in the wind. She had just used an ice pick to destroy the city defense formation with great force.
The man on the left is as tall as a mountain, and his muscles are taut. One look at him shows that he is extremely physically strong.
This person's face is resolute, with clear lines, and a sense of coldness and determination that makes people intimidated.
The other man was dressed in white and had a slightly thin figure, but his long white hair made his handsome face look extremely evil.
Every step they take will leave a deep mark on the ground, which is proof of their surging flames.
The white-haired evil male cultivator looked at the tall city wall in front of him and took out a blood-red curved strange sword.
The blade shone with a breathtaking light, as if it was full of blood.
He was holding a scimitar and swung it out casually, and a phantom of a long bloody sword crossed the sky and earth and struck towards the island city.
"boom!"
The shadow of the knife struck the city wall.
The nearly 30-meter-thick concrete city wall was engraved with reinforced magic circle runes, but in the face of this blow, it crumbled like tofu.
The rubble flew, and a large gap dozens of meters long appeared on the city wall.
Suddenly, sirens rang through the sky over the island city.
In a very short period of time, hundreds of escaping lights flew from all directions.
Li Daoming pointed at a man and a woman among them and said, "These are your parents!"
Ji Wushuang nodded, his face serious.
But his eyes were looking deeply at the two people in the picture, and images from his childhood emerged in his mind.
The mood can't help but be a little agitated.
After Soul Transmitter was born, at first he was a bit repelled by his two "cheap" parents.
But after spending five years with them, I have received meticulous care.
He can feel the deep love his parents have for him.
People are not like grass and trees, and I have developed deep feelings for the two of them.
And because of the soul piercing, Ji Wushuang does not have the ignorance of childhood, and this feeling is even more profound.
After the city was broken, city guards continued to come from all directions with swords.
Everyone gathered and lined up in front of the three arrogant monks.
The white-haired evil cultivator smiled coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.
The bloody scimitar in his hand was filled with blood energy, as if it was burning with blood flames, and its momentum was unparalleled.
Ji Wushuang frowned. The female cultivator from before destroyed the city defense formation with a single click.
This white-haired evil cultivator destroyed the city wall with another sword. Judging from the strength and momentum of this white-haired cultivator, he was at least at the level of an immortal.
Moreover, the bloody scimitar he used...
It seems to be an evil method!
At this moment, Li Daoming suddenly reached out and pressed pause.
Ji Wushuang nodded at him, knowing what was going to happen next! He smiled lightly and said:
"It's okay, Uncle Daoming, I'm not a child anymore."
Li Daoming had a bitter look on his face and could only nod.
Ji Wushuang took a deep breath and pressed the play button.
The white-haired evil cultivator stood with a sword in hand, and the world was silent, like the calm before the storm.
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he slashed with the magic sword, and blood flames surged down like a sky.
Many city guards were shocked, this technique was too powerful!
How to resist?
at this time
In the distance, a meteor-like flame flew towards this side.
A roar that shook the world came: "Here! Me! Stop! Hands!"
These four words thundered like thunder.
It's a pity that the white-haired evil cultivator's attack has already fallen.
The island city's city guards include monks at the Golden Core stage and monks at the Nascent Soul stage.
But there is no way it can withstand such an attack.
His parents and hundreds of other city guards evaporated instantly.
The body turned into repeated smoke and dust, disappearing between heaven and earth.
The flying flames flew at extremely high speeds, leaving a trail of purple-red flames burning in the air.
After just a few breaths, the flames had already flown over and revealed themselves to be the black-robed demon cultivator.
Ji Wushuang quickly pressed the pause button.
Yes, this black-robed demon correction was the one who forced the red lotus karma fire core into his Dantian.
I have long felt that this black-robed monk is not from Blue Star.
Right now!
These three evil cultivators, as well as the black-robed monk, are not from the Blue Star. They must have found a huge space channel to reach the Blue Star world from the prehistoric times with such high strength.
Ji Wushuang clicked the play button again.
The three evil cultivators changed their previous carelessness, and as if facing a formidable enemy, they all sacrificed their magic weapons and faced the black-robed demon cultivator with solemn expressions.
But the black-robed demonic cultivator didn't look at them at all. He slumped on the ground as if he had lost all strength, and he didn't know what he was thinking!
With a "pop" sound, he waved his hand and slapped himself.
Then he beat his chest crazily in annoyance, as if he was crazy.
The handsome female cultivator in red opened her mouth to test and said something!
Hearing this, the black-robed demonic cultivator stood up suddenly, waved one hand, and shot a green sword light towards the three of them.
The three of them, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, sacrificed several magic weapons and magic weapons and resisted for several rounds before blocking the sword light!
Then a flame flashed across like a shooting star, and when the black-robed monk appeared, the white-haired evil cultivator was already tightly grasped by the black-robed demon cultivator's neck!
His handsome face became extremely distorted, and his limbs struggled violently, but to no avail.
The black-robed evil cultivator seemed to say something, and then a flame burned from the white-haired evil cultivator!
Ji Wu's eyelids twitched, this flame was the Red Lotus Karmic Fire!
The white-haired monk screamed madly and miserably, and the sound could even be picked up by the camera in the distance.
It lasted for more than ten minutes before the white-haired evil cultivator was burned alive to ashes!
Watching their companions being burned alive, the man and woman next to them were too frightened to make any move.
This scene is familiar.
Last time, Yang Jie was burned alive by the black-robed monk in front of his eyes, and their actions were exactly the same.
The difference was that Yang Jie was in the world of cultivating immortals at that time and was still alive.
But the white-haired monk didn't have that chance.
Moreover, the flames used by the two black-robed monks are also different!
At this time, Li Daoming next to him was speechless and said: "Wushuang, you see, these three people are already stronger than the current out-of-body boss, but this man in black robe is several times stronger than them.
These two people didn't even dare to make a move! "
Ji Wushuang nodded, then looked down.
I saw the black-robed demon cultivator slashing at the two of them with two magic swords. The two magic swords were burning with the flames of red lotus karma fire, and the two of them couldn't catch them at all.
Instantly melted by the fire sword!
Such powerful three evil cultivators had no power to fight back at all.
In the picture, the black-robed demonic cultivator looked up to the sky and screamed miserably, then instantly lost his figure.
