A huge battle puppet, holding an unconscious young man in black in his left hand, a thin and pale young man in his right hand, and a cute little baby sitting on his shoulder.
On both sides of it were a red-haired boy and a blue-haired boy. The scene looked very funny and harmonious.
"Wow! Xiaoman!!" Luo Qinghen's heart trembled and he couldn't help but rush forward, "It's great that you're okay. When the Grand Canyon collapsed just now, my second brother was worried to death."
"Qinghen, aren't you worried about me?" Luo Qingyi frowned and couldn't help but ask.
Luo Qinghen squinted over and said with disdain: "Brother, you are so handsome, you will definitely not die."
Luo Qingyi's eyes twitched, and he had the urge to press this guy to the ground and rub him, but it was him who cared about Xiaoman first.
After all, Qing Hen, a talkative and funny guy, is probably too annoying for the Prince of Hell to accept.
"That's enough for you!" Qian Che's temples kept beating, the veins on his neck were exposed, and he almost ran out of breath and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, two of his men stood beside him, looking solemnly at the people who suddenly appeared.
"Dr. Qian, are all the others dead?"
"Humph, they can come here, why bother asking?"
Qian Che's face was gloomy, and his heart was dark. The situation was somewhat unexpected.
"However, what's the use of so many people coming here?" He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You are all just in the pill formation stage. In front of me, you are all here to sacrifice your life."
"Really?!" Suddenly, another cold voice came. Everyone turned their eyes again and saw a very handsome man walking over.
At the same time, behind the handsome man were two old men and two middle-aged men.
"Xiao Ya, you guys are coming too." When Luo Xiaoman saw the person coming, he curled his lips and showed a sweet smile.
Now that Ji Wuya and his party were present, the situation immediately reversed, and Qian Che and the others were like sheep, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Yes! I saw the indiscriminate bombardment of thunder bombs here from afar. Apart from Luo Qinghen, who has so many thunder bombs, who else could be there?" Ji Wuya squinted at Luo Qinghen. This guy usually It's funny, but sometimes it's quite clever. It knows how to use thunder and lightning to create movement and attract people.
The two seniors and seniors just now had red eyes when they saw the elders and deacons, and they were even more impressed by Luo Qinghen.
They are saved!
"Your Disha Palace is really rampant." Ji Wuya walked over and stared at Qian Che with a cold face, "You actually sneaked into the secret realm of my Holy Academy and killed so many of our students. This account... you said, How to calculate it?"
"Ha, it seems that you are the only ones left, right?" Qian Che twitched the corners of his lips and said with a mocking look on his face: "As long as we get rid of you, the entire Flame Furnace will be under our control."
"How do you think we got here?" Ji Wuya stood with his hands behind his back, his tall body exuding a fierce power, his eyes like bloodthirsty beasts, staring at Qian Che, "Three hall masters, twelve Protector, and a group of disciples, why do you think they don’t come to support you?”
"What?!" Qian Che's mind trembled, and a bad premonition arose, "Could it be..."
"That's right! I killed them all!" Ji Wuya said domineeringly: "Now, you three are the only ones left."
(End of chapter)