Gu Xi's tentacles are very powerful. After a long period of sacrifice, Gu Xi's tentacles are no worse than the third-rank sacrificial treasure, and they can almost ignore the attack of the great sage. The most terrifying thing is that there are thousands of tentacles, like countless whips. Once attacked, it is like countless whip-shaped sacrificial treasures, which is even more terrifying than the attack of the moon blade.
Therefore, Guo Shishi did not use the moon blade to attack, and used the ancient Xiju to be more sharp. He rode the altar and slammed into the crowd at one end. Countless tentacles danced in the sky, mad cries rang out, and dozens of people were entangled in tentacles in an instant. The handsome old man immediately activated, letting Gu Xiju devour the opponent's soul.
These people are the main force who invaded various middle and low-level continents. They are really the main culprits in destroying Beifumen, so Guo Shishi has no scruples in killing them. He came and went, killing hundreds of professionals in an instant. At this moment, he is deeply dissatisfied with his ability, and he is extremely envious of Qi Wuzhen's means in his heart. If Qi Wuzhen is present, a fire sacrifice can destroy the entire city's professionals.
The Eagle Demon feels very good, although it is not exciting enough, but there are many enemies, and the killing is hearty. He roared and rushed below, chasing and killing the professionals on the ground, preventing them from forming an organized attack.
Guo Shishi ignored his other companions, whether it was Ying Mo Luo Zhan or Nan You, they were all fighting on their own. Fortunately, there is no powerful altar-level master yet, so there is no danger for the time being. A few of them, together with Chen Tianyao, the betrayed master, killed the professionals in Mi Xia City to the point of mourning.
The professionals in Mi Xia City are fighting to the death, and they gather more and more. Guo Shishi drove the altar and rushed into the crowd. Countless professionals fell, all of whom were taken out of their souls by Gu Xiqiao's tentacles and died silently. Wherever he went, there were corpses all the way.
The battle became fiercer. The professionals here left a deep impression on everyone. They were not afraid of death. They attacked like crazy. They tried their best to bite their opponents. Even if they died, they were not afraid. This caused a lot of trouble for everyone.
At this time, Guo Shishi began to use the moon blade, and it was no longer enough to rely on Gu Xiqiao's tentacles. He played a few hundred spells and shouted in a low voice: "Disperse!" The moon blade turned into a small moon blade with countless feet in length. After circling around the altar, it suddenly turned into a tornado-like blade formation.
The whistling sound was loud, and the tornado formed by the moon blade quickly formed in front of Guo Shishi's altar. Guo Twelve let go of the spell and shouted, "Hit!" The tornado suddenly spread and moved quickly forward.
In an instant, it crashed into the crowd.
With the sound of the moon blade breaking through the air, the entire sky glowed red, and countless pieces of flesh and blood rose up. As long as the professional is involved in the tornado, it will be cut into pieces by the moon blade, causing a blood mist. No matter how tenacious professionals, when they saw this tornado, they were frightened and fled out desperately. They couldn't resist at all.
This brute force strangulation is terrifying. With Guo Shishi's control, the moon blades became smaller and smaller, and the number became more and more, while the tornado formed by the combination of the moon blades became bigger and bigger, constantly smashing the team formed by the opponent's professionals. After going back and forth a few times, the professionals in Mixia City almost collapsed. Even if they dared to go all out, they could not withstand such a terrifying attack. As long as you are hit by a tornado formed by the moon blade, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.
Since these saint teachers and great saint teachers could not form an effective combined attack, they became the meat on the chopping board. Guo Twelve could cut it how he wanted. After tens of thousands of professionals died, they finally collapsed, and some people fled out screaming.
At first, only a few people escaped. After Guo Shishi went back and forth several times, the professionals in Mixia City were completely desperate. If they can cause even a little damage to the other party, they will continue to move forward, but they cannot hurt the other party anywhere. Whether it is desperate or not, the result is death, and they are finally completely defeated.
Some *** shouted: "run away"
In less than a minute, the sky was clear.
Guo Twelve cast a spell, and the moon blades like a storm suddenly merged together and turned into a huge moon blade. He stretched out his hand a little, and the moon blade slammed, and immediately shrank, turning into a red glow and flying back. He opened his mouth and swallowed.
The Eagle Demon screamed and flew back. Luo Zhan flew up from below, and he said, "After all twelve, let's find the old man."
Chen Tianyao also flew back and asked, "Where are we going?"
Guo Twelve glanced at it and saw countless talismans flickering on the horizon in the distance, which were the traces of the professionals fleeing. He said: "Don't worry about those professionals, they shouldn't have time to move things when we go to the warehouse."
Chen Tianyao immediately smiled and said, "Come with me!" Regarding robbery, he had the same attitude as everyone else, that is to be happy, and robbery is the most exciting thing.
Several people immediately flew towards the east of the city, and no professional dared to come up and stop them along the way.
Mi Zhengfeng looked at the opponent in front of him in despair. A master of the seven-layer altar, the altar is very strange, with black flames burning layer by layer, with his eyes, he can of course recognize that this is a fucking soul altar. More than a dozen altar-level masters hovered behind him, but his heart was cold.
Luo Jie's face was expressionless, and he said lightly, "Your opponent is me!"
There was a sound of fighting in the distance. Mi Zhengfeng swallowed hard, he tried to calm down, and said, "Senior, what is wrong with our Gu Mi family, please explain, if so"
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Jie waved his hand and said, "Offend me? Haha, this is no longer an offense!"
Mi Zhengfeng felt a chill in his heart and said, "Please make it clear, senior."
Luo Jie said lightly: "Since you want to know, then I will tell you that when the old man returns from outside, he finds that my family and the continent I live in have all been destroyed, and I can't see a single person. Haha, you say this offends enough. Not enough? Are you fucking saying it's offending?"
Mi Zhengfeng was dumbfounded. Of course, he knew that in the past few decades, the Gu Mi family had wiped out many middle and low-level continents, but he had done a lot of investigations in advance and found no high-level professionals. His face was pale, this is a great revenge of destroying the family and the family, and it cannot be resolved at all.
"What do you want? Well, is there any chance of us reconciling?"
Luo Jie laughed loudly and said, "Reconciliation? You fucking said reconciliation! Since you dare to do it, then you must dare to bear the corresponding consequences, haha, we will never die!"
Mi Zhengfeng looked at his companions behind him, and found that he couldn't fight Luo Jie at all, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Soul altar professionals can challenge themselves by leapfrogging, and their strength is much stronger than those of the same level. This group of people under my own hands knows that they are not opponents without trying. At this moment, he already had a plan to escape.
Luo Jie said: "Don't try to escape, you can't escape!" Before he finished speaking, an altar suddenly appeared from behind him, also burning with a roaring black flame. Qi Nanshan appeared.
When Mi Zhengfeng turned around and saw it, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was chilled from the inside out, and there was even a master of the soul altar. He knew in his heart that if they didn't deal with it properly this time, they would all die in Mixia City.
Qi Nanshan said: "It's set up, hehe, boy, you go to our mainland to show off your strength, and now try our counterattack!"
Mi Zhengfeng originally wanted to escape, but after seeing Qi Nanshan, he knew that he would never escape. If only Luo Jie was alone, he would still have a bit of luck, but the appearance of Qi Nanshan completely wiped out this luck. He let out a heavy breath and struggled to say, "Is there really no solution?" He still didn't give up, trying to find a way out. He was promoted to the fifth-floor altar, and he cherished his life very much, and he didn't want to die.
Luo Jie sneered: "You are the ancestor of the Gu Mi family, right? You should be the decision maker to destroy my continent. Do you think there is still a possibility to solve it?"
Mi Zhengfeng and the group of altar-level experts behind him all turned pale. Two high-level soul altar professionals, how to fight this? Just the coercion of the other party has already restrained them, and they can only barely open the protection of the altar, and they can't even put out the sacrificial treasure. Only Mi Zhengfeng was slightly better, but he definitely didn't dare to attack first.
At this moment, Mi Zhengfeng found that there were countless tiny black spots floating around, like countless tiny flying ants. What the hell is this
Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan were not in a hurry to do anything. They were in the same mood. How could they vent their bad anger without torturing them? At the same time, the two have secretly laid a trap.
Those tiny black spots like flying ants gradually converged. Mi Zhengfeng's eyes widened, only then did he realize that these black spots were actually tiny flames, and they were black flames. There are many discerning professionals in their group, and one of them exclaimed: "Soul fire!"
Countless snow-like soul fires floated in the air, this was the secret hand arranged by Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan.
Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan stepped back a little distance, and both of them had cold smiles on their faces. Mi Zhengfeng was so frightened that his face was covered in cold sweat. He knew that he had done something stupid, that he was delaying time, and the other party was actually delaying time. He wanted to wait for a helping hand, but he did not expect that the other's helping hand would arrive first, and he quietly arranged the fire of the soul.
No one dared to move. Although the fire of the soul is very small, once it touches the altar, they simply don't know how to resist. The fire of the soul is very abnormal, which is common knowledge that professionals know. All around are small floating soul fires, no matter what they do, they can't avoid touching this perverted flame.
Mi Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and said, "You let them go, I surrender, and you can do whatever you want!" Although he cherished his life, at this point, he could only give in. He tried to leave a little blood for his family.
Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan's eyes became even colder. They have long known that after the Gu Mi family invaded various continents, they killed countless professionals. The professionals from Beifu Sect and Chen Xiaozong were almost slaughtered. Only a few professionals were captured, most of them were women. The fate of ordinary people is slightly better. Basically, they are plundered and become slaves, which are distributed as prizes, and many are sold.