"Fireworks feast? What is that?"
The leader of the human altar asked subconsciously, but what he received in exchange was a slightly mocking smile from Yang Dong.
The leader of the human altar instinctively felt something was wrong and subconsciously rushed forward.
However, at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a candle being thrown towards him out of the corner of his eye.
He subconsciously dodged to avoid the fire candle thrown at him, and then looked along the trajectory.
But when he saw that it was not Yang Dong who threw the fire candle, but his own men, his face instantly darkened.
"You bastard, what are you doing?"
However, what he never dreamed of was that these subordinates who had obeyed him in the past would actually run behind him without looking back.
And the direction they were escaping from was actually the exit of the stronghold of the Cult.
The leader of the human altar realized that something seemed wrong, and he subconsciously planned to rush out, but in the end it was still a step too late.
He only had time to take a step before he felt a wave of heat coming from behind. What is associated with it is an extremely terrifying force!
Even though he has strength comparable to that of Wuzong, at this moment, the leader of the human altar feels a hint of death threat!
How can this be!
Due to the strong sense of crisis of the strong man of Wuzong, he almost instinctively hid next to a huge stone.
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 towards the exit while the candle was thrown.
He listened to the deafening explosion behind him, but felt uneasy in his heart.
I don’t know if such a big treasure can be drunk by the altar master.
It's definitely unrealistic to kill him directly, and it would be nice to be seriously injured. Even if he cannot be seriously injured, he must at least be allowed to escape from here.
He thought so, but his steps did not stop at all, and he ran straight towards the entrance of the cave.
On the other side, the leader of the human altar looked particularly embarrassed at the moment.
There was not even a piece of good flesh on his entire back, and a large amount of bright red blood was gurgling down his back.
At this moment, his face was gloomy and his lips were slightly white.
Even if his cultivation was high enough, he still seemed a little weak when faced with such serious injuries.
He mobilized the Qi in his body and silently moved around in the meridians. Then, his face became increasingly gloomy.
He gritted his teeth, stared at Yang Dong's back, and said through gritted teeth:
"What a good Yang Dong. If that's the case, then I don't have to be polite to you."
He said coldly, but the next moment he turned around and rushed towards the direction of the fire pool.
This scene was not noticed by Yang Dong, who was focused on escaping, but was seen by Wan Yanyue on his back.
"Xiao Dongzi, something seems to be wrong..."
"The leader of the human altar seemed to have been seriously injured. I saw his back was bleeding... But why did he go towards the fire pool?"
"Is it possible... that he gave up chasing us?"
Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Yang Dong's eyes. This was not because of anything else, but because he instinctively felt that something was wrong about this matter.
Think about it, the little princess behind you is the highlight of this grand ceremony.
What's the point of returning to the fire pool if the main event is gone?
He can't be too angry and plan to use 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?"
"Those are his own men. How can he be so cruel?"
Hearing this, Yang Dong's heart thumped. But on the surface, he forced himself to look calm and asked:
"Little princess, what happened? What did you see?"
"He's killing people! He's killing his own men!"
Wan Yanyue's voice was a bit sharp, and it was obvious that the scene in front of her was beyond her range of cognition.
"A lot of blood, a lot of blood appeared around the blood pool!"
"Black mist, black mist again! The mist surged up from the fire pool again, but this time it was slightly different."
"The mist seems to be rushing towards the Lord of the Human Altar. What is he doing?"
Black fog?
Isn't that the power of luck that people in the sect keep talking about?
Could it be that... the leader of the human altar killed his men in order to seize their luck?
Thinking of this, Yang Dong couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Who is the leader of the human altar? This guy is clearly a living lunatic!
No, by doing this, he made it clear that he didn’t intend to let us go.
Thinking of this, Yang Dong once again mobilized the remaining energy and blood in his body. Coupled with the explosive qigong method, this time, his speed was actually a little faster.
At this moment, Yang Dong suddenly felt an extremely strong momentum coming from his back!
This momentum is even much stronger than when the leader of the human altar was in his heyday!
Yang Dong was horrified and immediately wanted to turn around and avoid. However, facing the returning Master of the Human Altar, his speed was simply too slow!
As soon as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the Master of the Human Altar attacking with his palm.
The target of this palm was also not Yang Dong, but Wan Yanyue who was carrying behind him.
Seeing that the other party was still so despicable and shameless, Yang Dong silently greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the altar leader cordially 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 human altar master didn't even need to be struck. Just after getting close, the huge energy contained in it could easily tear Wanyan Yue's internal organs into pieces.
"Damn it, are you a candy? Why are you attached to me again?"
Yang Dong cursed in a low voice, then turned to one side to protect Wan Yanyue behind him. The backhand was a punch, and in a hurry, he met the palm of the human altar master.
However, as soon as the fists and palms met, Yang Dong suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.
The power of luck in the human altar in front of me is completely different from before!
If the previous leader of the human altar had a combat power of 10, then his current combat power is at least over 30, or even higher.
And Yang Dong, who is at the end of his strength, may not even be able to get 5!
So, without any suspense, the power contained in this palm instantly entered Yang Dong's meridians through his fist.
Then it started wreaking havoc and destruction like crazy!
A look of pain flashed across Yang Dong's cheeks.
He felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and "wow" a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
At the same time, his whole body was like a cannonball, flying straight out!
