Vol 32 Chapter 2: Attack on Mixia City (Part 1)

Gu Xiju's tentacles are very powerful. After a long period of sacrifice, Gu Xiju's tentacles are no worse than the third-grade offerings, and they can almost ignore the attack of the Great Saint. The most frightening thing is that there are thousands of tentacles, which seem to be countless whips. Once an attack is launched, it is like countless whip-shaped sacrifice treasures, which is more terrifying than the attack of the moon blade.
Therefore, Guo Twelve did not use the Moonblade to attack, and the use of ancient Xiju was more sharp. He controlled the altar and rammed into the crowd at one end. Numerous tentacles were flying in the sky. Crazy call signs rang together. In a flash, dozens of people were entangled by tentacles. The handsome old man immediately started, allowing Gu Xiju to devour the other party's soul.
These people are the main force invading various low-level continents. They are really the culprit in destroying the North Fumen, so Guo XII has no scruples in killing him. He walked up and down, killing hundreds of professionals in a moment. At this moment, he was deeply dissatisfied with his ability, and deeply envied Qi Wuzhen's means in his heart. If Qi Wuzhen was present, he could wipe out the professionals in the whole city with a fire sacrifice.
Eagle Demon feels very good, although it is not exciting enough, but there are many enemies, killing them heartily. He roared and rushed down to hunt down the professionals on the ground, preventing them from forming an organized attack.
Guo Twelve couldn't care about several other companions, whether it was the Battle of Eagle Demons and Luo You, they were fighting each other. Fortunately, there haven't been any powerful altar masters yet, so there is no danger for the time being. A few of them, together with Chen Tianyao, the master who came over from the mutiny, wailed the professionals of Mixia City.
The professionals of Mixia City are fighting back, they gather more and more. Guo Twelve drove the altar into the crowd, and countless professionals fell down. All of them were extracted by the tentacles of Gu Xiju, and died silently. Wherever he passed, corpses all the way.
The battle became fiercer. The professionals here have left a deep impression on everyone, one by one, they are not afraid of death, and they have a crazy impact. They will try their best to try to bite their opponents, even if they die because of this. This caused great trouble to everyone.
At this time, Guo XII began to use Moonblade, just relying on Gu Xiju's tentacles was no longer enough. He cast a few hundred hand mantras and snorted: "Scatter!" The Moonblade turned into a small moonblade with countless feet. After circling around the altar, it suddenly turned into a tornado-like blade formation.
The roar of whistle, the tornado formed by Moonblade quickly formed in front of Guo Twelve's altar. Guo Twelve let go of the mantra and shouted, "Fight!" The tornado suddenly spread out and moved quickly towards the front.
Crashed into the crowd in a flash.
With the sound of Moonblade breaking into the sky, the whole sky was red, and countless pieces of flesh rose up. As long as the professional is involved in the tornado, it will be cut into pieces by the moon blade, and a blood mist will rise. No matter how stubborn a professional, seeing this tornado is so frightened that he desperately flees outward, and they simply cannot resist it.
This brutal strangulation is terrifying. With Guo Twelve's control, Moon Blade is getting smaller and smaller, and the number is increasing, and the tornado composed of Moon Blade is getting bigger and bigger, constantly dispersing the team formed by the other professional. After going back and forth a few times, the professionals of Mixia City almost collapsed. Even if they dare to desperately try, they can't withstand this terrible attack. As long as it is hit by a tornado formed by the Moonblade, death is also a serious injury.
Because these priests and priests could not form an effective joint attack, they became flesh on the chopping board, Guo Guo did whatever he wanted. After the death of thousands of professionals, they finally collapsed, and some people ran away with a cry.
In the beginning, only a few people fled. After Guo Twelve went back and forth several times, the professionals of Mixia City were completely desperate. If they can cause even a little harm to the opponent, they will go on to succeed, but they can't hurt any place of the opponent, whether they are desperate or not, the result is death, and they are finally completely destroyed.
Someone shouted, "Quick escape ..."
Less than a minute, the sky is clear.
Guo Twelve played a spell, like a stormy moon blade suddenly merged into a huge moon blade. He reached out a little, and Yue Renzheng snorted, and immediately shrank, turning into a red awn. He opened his mouth and swallowed.
Eagle demon screamed and flew back. Luo Zhan flew from below, and he said: "All ran away ... Twelve, we went to find the old man."
Chen Tianyao also flew back and asked, "Where are we going?"
Guo Twelve glanced, and saw countless runes flashing in the distance on the horizon, that was the trace of the professional escape. He said: "Don't worry about those professionals, let's go to the warehouse ... they shouldn't have time to move things."
Chen Tianyao immediately smiled and said, "Come with me!" For the robbery, he has the same attitude as everyone, that is happy, robbery is the most exciting thing.
Several people immediately flew towards the east of the city, and no professional dared to come up to stop along the way.
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Looked desperately at the opponent in front of him. A master of the seven-layer altar, the altar is very strange, burning black flames layer by layer, with his eyes, of course, it can be recognized as the soul altar. A dozen altar-level masters hovered behind him, but his heart was cold.
Luo Jie had no expression on his face and 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, "This senior, our Gu Mi family has offended you ... Please also explain, if it is ..."
Not waiting for him to finish, Luo Jie waved his hand and said, "Offend me? Haha, this is no longer offended!"
Mi Zhengfeng felt cold in his heart and said, "Please seniors to express."
Luo Jie said lightly: "Since you want to know, then I tell you ... When the old man came back from the outside and found that my family and the continent where I was all were destroyed, no one could see ... Haha, you said ... Is this enough offending? Are you talking about ... is this offending? "
Mi Zhengfeng was dumbfounded. Of course, he knew that the Gu Mi family had wiped out many middle and low-level continents in recent decades. His face was pale, this was a great enemy of ruining the family and genocide, and could not be resolved at all.
"What do you want? Er ... do we have the possibility of reconciliation?"
Luo Jie laughed loudly and said: "Reconciliation? You said reconciliation! Since you dare to do it, then you must dare to bear the corresponding consequences, haha, we will not die!"
Looking at the companions behind him, he found that he could not fight Luo Jie at all, and the strength of the two sides was too different. Soul pros can challenge themselves, and their strength is much stronger than that of the same level. This group of people 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!" The words did not fall, and an altar suddenly emerged from behind him, also burning a blazing black flame. Qi Nanshan appeared.
Mi Zhengfeng glanced back and saw that it suddenly seemed to fall into the ice cellar, and his body was cold from the inside out, and there was even a master of the soul altar. He knew in his heart that if they did not deal with it properly this time, they would all die in Mixia City.
Qi Nanshan said: "The layout is done, hey, boy, you go to our mainland to show off your power and try our counterattack now!"
Mi Zhengfeng originally wanted to escape, but after seeing Qi Nanshan, he knew he could never escape. If there is only Luo Jie, he still has a hint of fluke, but the appearance of Qi Nanshan completely wiped out this little fluke. He exhaled hard, struggling to say: "Really ... is there no solution?" He still did not give up, trying to find a way out. Promoted to the five-story altar, he loved his life very much, he didn't want to die.
Luo Jie said with a sneer: "Are you the ancestor of the Gu Mi family? Destroy my continent, you should be the decision maker, do you think ... is there any possibility to solve it?"
Mi Zhengfeng and the group of altar-level masters behind him turned pale. Two senior soul altar professionals, how to fight this? The other party's coercion alone had already restrained them, and they could only barely open the altar protection, even the sacrifice treasure could not be released. It is only a little better for the battle front, but he definitely dare not attack first.
At this moment, Mi Zhengfeng found countless tiny black dots floating around, like countless tiny flying ants, which would not be seen at all if he did not observe carefully. What is this stuff?
Both Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan were not in a hurry to do it. They were in the same mood. How can they vent their evil spirits without torturing them, so they just kept oppressing each other, whether from language or soul pressure. At the same time, the two have laid a trap.
Those tiny black dots, like flying ants, gradually merged together. The eyes of Yazheng Feng rounded, and he discovered that these black spots turned out to be tiny flames, and black flames. There is no shortage of highly discerning professionals among them, and one of them shouted, "Fire of soul!"
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Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan stepped back a little distance, and there was a cold smile on their faces. His face was scared with cold sweat. He knew that he had done a stupid thing. He was delaying time, and the other party was actually delaying time. He wanted to wait for a helping hand. He didn't expect the other's helping hand to arrive first, and quietly arranged the soul fire.
No one dared to move. Do n’t look at the small fire of the soul, but once they touch the altar, they do n’t even know how to resist it. The fire of the soul is very perverted, which is common sense known to professionals. All around are small fires of floating souls, no matter how they act, they can't avoid touching this perverted flame.
Yi Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and said, "You let them go, I ... I surrender, whatever you want to deal with!" Although he sacrificed his life, he could only succumb to this step, he tried to leave a little blood for his family.
Luo Jie and Qi Nanshan's eyes were even colder. They have known for a long time that after the Kumi family invaded various continents, they killed countless professionals. The professionals of Beifumen and Chenxiaozong were almost slaughtered. Only a few professionals were captured, most of them female. The destiny of ordinary people is slightly better. Basically, they are slaves after being plundered, distributed as prizes, and many are sold.
So the two of them had no mercy on the Gu Mi family. Luo Jie sneered: "Oh? Are you surrendering?"
Yi Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, as long as you let them go!"
A professional yelled: "Ancestor, fight!"
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