Under the command of the ancestors of the family, they opened the city protection, but the protection of the city has just recovered, and the power is less than half of the original. When the Gunan family retreated, they destroyed most of the city's defenses.
The defensive cover was raised, not to save the city, but to buy some time for the professionals to retreat. Countless flying cars and hunting vehicles were launched into the sky, with a large number of middle and low-level disciples. Most of the sages and great sages fly by themselves. As for the altar-level masters, they all cover behind, and they don't know who the enemy is.
The magma surged, the fire blazed into the sky, and the rumbling sound resounded through the earth.
The faces of the professionals of the Gujin family were pale, and just as they were in a mess, an unparalleled spiritual coercion overwhelmed the sky, and in an instant, anything that flew into the air, whether it was a racing car or a holy teacher. , including the altar-level masters, all fell from the air, and only a few altar masters above the third or fourth floor could barely keep the altar hanging in the air.
The hunting car fell to the ground, and a raging fire was ignited, and there was a sound of miserable howls.
At this time, the catastrophe had already formed, and Guo Shishi also flew hundreds of kilometers away. Like the handsome old man, he didn't even dare to look at it, and just fled desperately. Thanks to the handsome old man's extremely rich experience, if there was no handsome old man, Guo Shishi might not have escaped so quickly.
The magma was turbulent, and it quickly hit the city's defense cover. It piled up along the defense cover, and it looked very terrifying. People in the city, whether professional or ordinary, are desperately fleeing from the other end of the city. Now no one dares to fly, they all run outwards on their feet, and that speed is slow.
The defensive cover only lasted for a few minutes before it burst open, and the magma rushed into the city.
That soul pressure is getting stronger and stronger. Many ordinary people died silently, their souls shattered and dissipated, and they fell to the ground without any scars on their bodies. Some apprentice-level professionals also fell to the ground and died one after another. The middle and low-level professionals struggled to escape, but under the pressure of the powerful soul, they couldn't run fast at all.
A phantom rose from the erupting volcano, gradually revealing its shape. The phantom, which was several thousand meters tall, raised its head towards the sky, and let out a thunderous roar that shook the world. Guo Shishi was driving the altar and rushed forward desperately. The roaring sound almost made him lose control. Fortunately, the handsome old man helped him to stabilize the altar, and the two turned back at the same time.
Guo Twelve said timidly: "What is that? Human? Humanoid monster?"
The handsome old man was trembling all over and said, "Oh my God, there are really people who have reached such heights, the lady is terrible."
Guo Twelve tried his best to drive the altar, and asked in his busy schedule, "What? What height?"
The handsome old man trembled and said: "The existence beyond the nine-story altar is the existence in the legend."
Guo Twelve said, "Are you sure?"
The handsome old man smiled bitterly and said with a pale face: "I can't be sure to find your companion quickly and leave this continent." He looked very panicked. In Guo Twelve's impression, the handsome old man has always been calm and composed, and he has never seen such an expression before.
Guo Twelve can already open the cross-border charm, but he will not run for his life alone until he finds the Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan. He said, "It's almost there." The Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan are not far from the Chijin Mountains, about a thousand kilometers away. The speed of Guo Shishi's control of the altar can be reached in dozens of minutes.
With the thunderous roar, the phantom gradually shrank, and a large amount of magma spewed out again.
Countless professionals tried to open their own rune gates to escape, but ordinary rune gates could not be opened at all. Only professionals who have fled far away, a few of them with cross-border charms, can barely open the cross-border charms, but they can't bring a few people, so they can only enter in a hurry and escape by luck. Most professionals can only despair. run out.
A young man in a big red robe suddenly appeared over the city, walking leisurely in the air, as if there were solid flat ground in the void. He looked at the crowd desperately fleeing below indifferently, and there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. Two altar masters of the Gujin family saw the people in the air and flew up immediately, one of them was Uncle Jinwu.
Uncle Jinwu shouted, "Who are you?"
The red-robed man still looked at the fleeing crowd, ignoring Uncle Jinwu's question at all.
Uncle Jinwu was extremely angry, and the last time he saw Guo Twelve, it was the same tone, and he looked down on others. He was angry and annoyed in his heart, he stretched out his hand to sacrifice a little treasure, the sparrow hook flashed a brilliance, and suddenly slashed at the red-robed man.
Another altar master who stayed behind was also a master of the two-story altar. Seeing Uncle Jinwu's attack, he immediately launched his own sacrificial attack. His sacrificial treasure is a long knife, a light blue long knife, which is the natal sacrificial treasure of the ice element.
The red-robed man turned his head, two red awns shot out of his eyes, and a force of soul crushed it violently.
Uncle Jinwu screamed, "No!" His body suddenly burst open, forming a blood mist. Another altar master also burst open, flesh and blood flying, and the natal sacrificial treasure whimpered and turned into countless tiny fragments. The red-robed man stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the two altars seemed to be restrained by steel cables, and quickly shot at the red-robed man. Then, his palm clenched violently.
boom! boom!
The explosion sounded. Whether it was a person shattered into blood plasma, a soul that was about to float out, or an altar that was shattered into powder, when the red-robed man held it, it all turned into a purple-black mist, which was swallowed by the red-robed man. He smacked his lips and said lightly, "Why are there so few altar-level professionals?"
His figure suddenly disappeared in the air, and instantly appeared above the fleeing stream of people. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said indifferently: "Let's make do with less people." He looked back at the hell-like Chijin Mountains and said. : "Finally out!"
"Fire Festival!"
His hands were like holding heavy objects, and he stretched out his hands and bent his fingers, as if a pair of claws, slammed down. Ten deep grooves suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless people fell, and then, countless lava fires spewed out of the ten deep grooves.
The red-robed man didn't seem to be satisfied. He made a bluff with his fist, and with a bang, a large stream of magma was sprayed into the sky, killing hundreds of thousands of people in an instant. Then, he roared, and a huge sound wave rushed out of his mouth. Those who were lucky not to be killed by the magma were all shaken by the sound wave and their souls were shattered.
"Call!"
The red-robed man lowered his head and inhaled sharply, and the air that had been rushing up by the heat began to spin rapidly, forming an unparalleled suction force. The souls of all the dead were extracted, and with the swirling hot wind, they fell into the mouth of the red-robed man.
In just a few minutes, except for the few lucky ones who escaped, millions of people were slaughtered, and their souls were swallowed by the red-robed people.
The red-robed man glanced down indifferently, and after a while, he said to himself, "Too little"
The earth trembled, and the sky was red.
Guo Shishi drove the altar to speed, and he had seen the main site of the Gunan family. The handsome old man was suddenly stunned, looked back, and said in horror: "Fire sacrifice! It turned out to be a fire sacrifice! Boy, teleport!"
Guo Twelve didn't have time to ask why, and when he heard the words, he teleported out immediately. After teleporting twice in a row, he entered the main site of the Gunan family. Because he has the identity token of the ancestor, the defense of the main base is open to him. He fell like a meteor and rushed directly into a tent.
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan were sitting in the tent. Guo Shishi didn't talk nonsense, shook his hand and typed a letter, which was a letter for the ancestors of Nanqiang. Be sure to inform them of this news. Then he immediately turned on the crossover talisman and shouted, "Don't talk, come with me!"
The handsome old man shouted, "Quick!"
The Eagle Demon flew into the Fumen, and then Luo Zhan followed. Nanyou just walked into the tent, and he asked, "What is this for?"
Guo Shishi said: "Nanyou let's go together! Hurry up!"
Nanyou said confusedly: "this"
The handsome old man was extremely impatient. He raised his hand and shot a string of virtual talisman chains, tying Nanyou all of a sudden, and shouted, "Where's the nonsense, let the old man in!" He shouted, "Boy, go!"
Guo Twelve rushed in suddenly.
Flying out of the Fumen, Guo Shishi watched the Fumen gradually disappear, patted his chest lightly, and said, "Scared me to death!"
The Eagle Demon said: "Hey, is this the secret realm of wind and rain?"
Guo Twelve said: "Yes, from here you can go back to the Great Diving Fort."
Nanyou twisted his body hard, and shouted strangely, "Let me go! Let me fuck you!"
The handsome old man waved his hand and took away the virtual talisman chain, but he didn't explain it, and withdrew his head and returned to the altar. Guo Twelve put the altar into his body, and then said: "I'm lucky, I finally escaped."
Nanyou blushed with anger, and his neck was thick. He called out in grievance, "Old Ancestor!"
Guo Shishi was so cold that his hair stood up at his ancestor's call. He reached out and patted Nanyou on the shoulder, and said, "Don't blame the handsome old man, he is saving your life. The cross-border symbol can't be opened, alas, it's terrible."
Nanyou said in surprise: "What happened?"
Guo Twelve briefly recounted the incident and said, "I think the Gujin family is dead, and the handsome old man said that the guy is beyond the ninth-floor altar. Although it cannot be confirmed, it is true. It's terrifying, it's just a little bit of soul coercion that I can't resist, it's terrifying."
Nan You's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said: "Oh my god, our Gunan family has an army of professionals there, how can this be good?"
Guo Twelve said: "I have already sent a letter to the ancestor of Nan Qiang. It depends on how he arranges it. There is also the question of whether he believes it or not. If he does not believe it, it will be troublesome."
Now I can only hope that the ancestors of Nan Qiang believe in Guo Twelve. Nan You didn't propose to go back, he was not stupid, let alone a master of the nine-layer altar, he had only seen a master of the six-layer altar once in his life, and he was already a top-level expert at the pinnacle of his career, he didn't dare to dare. Imagine what it's like to be a master beyond the nine-story altar.
"I hope the ancestors can believe it!"
Nanyou said with low confidence.
The Eagle Demon said: "The ancestor of the Nan Qiang is very clear about the ability of Twelve. He should know that Twelve will not talk nonsense."
At this moment, the ancestor of Nan Qiang was holding the letter talisman in surprise. He had a confused feeling, surpassing the master of the nine-layer altar? What are you kidding