said one of them.
"Captain, the lady said that the group of people from Daluoshan can't be killed no matter what they do. And if there is danger, they must try their best to protect them. Look at us..."
The head of the muscle knot in life, looking forward like a tiger, is the master of the Luo family - Luo Wuyan. He is Luo Mingzhu's uncle, and he spoiled his niece since childhood.
The usually tough iron man showed an unprecedented smile: "Since that's the case, go and help them when you have the chance."
The leader smiled, and the rest felt relieved. After all, the work of killing is not easy to do. If you keep getting tense, even your hands and feet will slow down.
However, Luo Wuyan suddenly frowned and said.
"Wait... there's something unusual."
"Captain, what's wrong?"
"There are masters fighting around here, and it's not just one or two... five or six... no, there are more. When has there been such a big melee, and why hasn't anyone spoken to the bamboo hat guide?"
"Wait, wait, Captain, what is that?"
The scavenging troops turned their heads together, and they saw a huge tornado.
"Young Master! Young Master!"
There was a surprisingly loud knock on the door, so loud that Luo Siming, who was punished by Luo Ming for three days, couldn't help but feel upset.
Not to mention that he is being fined and confinement, and he is not waiting for the communication report, so he directly comes to the door and slams the door. Is this still some rules? If you don't care about it, won't you just open the door next time and enter
Luo Siming opened the door and scolded: "What's the etiquette of panicking? I'm the one to be punished, and I won't be allowed to go out for three days. Do you think the words of the head of the family are deaf to your ears!"
He is familiar with this person, but he is a cadre in the sword room. He has always been serious and stable, and he does not know why he is so rude today.
Luo Si's life is strange, this subordinate said in a panic.
"The villain is guilty, but, but it's really bad. The head of the family is in retreat and can't be notified. We only came to you when things go wrong. There will be an accident in Lian Shenzhu!"
"The Refining God Casting Club..." Luo Siming fell silent, thought for a while, and then said, "Let me listen to you. Are there not many duels on the island, and it is difficult to generate sword gallbladders?"
"No, no, there are many duels on the island, and the murderous aura is formed very quickly."
"Then what are you worried about?"
"But, but, according to the report sent by our spirit refining guide. At present, we don't know what happened on the island. There are 108 sects on the island, now, now... only half of them are left."
"Half? It's only been a day."
Luo Si's life changed, and he quickly calmed down again, showing a resolute expression.
"Something must have happened. Send the Luo family troops on the island. If there is any abnormality, they will be suppressed immediately."
The subordinate bit his lip, his body trembling.
"All the troops are out of contact... I'm afraid already..."
Luo Siming was struck by a thunderbolt, what happened on Longgen Island? !
What exactly is this
The young master of the Southern Border Demon Eye Sword Sect, the descendant of the contemporary sword demon, Demon Eye Shura, kept asking himself in his heart.
He originally thought that someone was fighting, and he wanted to see who was fighting, maybe he could get through the addiction. However, he only saw a monstrous tornado, hitting him at high speed.
The Demon Eye Shura didn't dodge or evade, but just said in a daze.
"What the hell is this...?"
Chapter 62
The situation is completely out of control
The storm group formed by Yu Feiyuan and others raged around and wiped out countless opponents on the road. Yongshou couldn't even hold on at the beginning, and someone even hit the air wall outside the storm and was bounced off, fainting directly.
Occasionally a master who performed well can enter the battle circle, but within a moment of Gouquan, even if he taught the wave of fist and sword to drown, it was almost impossible to survive.
But the real masters, such as Elder Jia of the Beggar Gang, Luo Jialuo Wuhan, and Dugu and Kuanglukuang, who were fighting to the death, entered the storm circle and followed the others who were at the core of the storm. The five people generally ended up and became the nourishment to make this storm stronger. After sweeping over half of Longgen Island, there were about twenty masters in the storm circle, but the most wonderful performance was Dragon Zaitian.
Long Zaitian has not been in close contact with anyone so far, but this is also the reason why he is still alive.
Based on his martial arts cultivation, he was not even a little bit worse than the people in the formation. What's more, this is a conference held for tempering swords and gallbladders. Most of the people who come have magical weapons, otherwise they are weapons specially forged by the Luo family. And he was unarmed.
This big civet cat was out of breath with his bizarre movement, but he was too afraid to stop for half a step. Seeing the tragic end of those innocently involved guys made me cherish life even more.
And the newly added Magic Eye Shura is also in this predicament.
Just now, he saw this storm coming, and in line with the magic of the sword demon, 'I don't care if he cuts it first, and then he cuts it', and slashed in. Who knows that this will be in a quagmire, neither advancing nor retreating. Now I deeply regret the impulse at that time - I should have observed it clearly before cutting it.
I never regretted the 'cut with a knife'.
However, Demon Eye Shura is like a duck in water. The magic eye sect's martial arts skills are not in the hand, nor in the knife. But in a pair of eyes.
The swordsmen of the Demon Eye Sect have all practiced a pair of Demon Eyes. Can observe people's inner qi and detect flaws in martial arts.
This magic eye pupil technique is divided into seven levels of blood, white, purple, green, yellow, red and blue, with blood as the first grade and blue as the last seat. However, the blue magic eye can already watch the flow of true energy exposed by the master, let alone the magic eye Shura who has reached the fourth rank realm. For him, he knew the strength of the entire infuriating mass like the back of his hand.
So he wasn't afraid, but at the same time he knew he couldn't get out.
Because his magic eye told him that as long as he got out of this storm, if he opened a gap in the storm. When that gap appeared, more than 80% of the energy would surge towards him.
Demon Eye Shura himself knew that his light energy was not enough to surpass the speed of infuriating energy. And if he fights recklessly, in terms of the real power condensed in this field, unless his cultivation is doubled out of thin air, he will not be able to survive.
Thinking of this, I became more and more angry: "What about the dead bald donkey and the stinky drunkard! If they are here, how can I be tricked!"
Those who survived in this storm group, except for one dragon Zaitian, were all masters of masters. At this moment, they are all in their own hands, hoping to come up with a unique way.
However, a few hours passed.
Many new people have been added to the storm group, and it has ravaged most of the sects. Unfortunately, it is still unthinkable, and no one can go out.
If someone can't stand up and fall down, all the energy pours into that person. Even if you have to sacrifice a person, it is still a way to escape. These people are all writhing in the rivers and lakes, hard-hearted, and they won't blink if they want to kill.
However, the masters among them are all people with long vigor and deep inner strength. In this situation where their true qi has not been leaked, they can still hold on for three days.
And after three days, they gradually run out of oil, and naturally stop. But at that time, their real yuan was consumed. Not to mention the reduction in life expectancy, there is no need to fight the Refining God Casting Club, and even a small person can kill this group of all-powerful masters with one knife.
Trapped in such a situation, everyone felt annoyed, and they couldn't help but feel more hostile.
Only Yu Feiyuan's expression is still unwavering in the ancient well, if the cold pool shines with water, no matter how fierce and surging the oncoming force is, she can still calmly resolve it. As if feeling nothing.
Outside the storm circle, the torrential rain continued to fall, full of momentum that seemed to never stop.