Vol 27 Chapter 1: Fire festival (bottom)

Those professionals of the Gujin family are still confused, staring at the changes in the Chijin Mountains one by one.
The earth was shaking, the sky was burning, the billowing lava flow was rushing down the mountain, the huge amount of volcanic ash was sprayed into the sky, and then fell down like a snow.
At this time, the professionals of the Gujin family had not yet thought of running. This red gold deposit is very important. The whole mountain range erupted volcano, which shocked these people.
Then, a bigger explosion appeared. At this time, Guo Twelve had flew hundreds of kilometers, and even within a hundred kilometers, he could hear the huge explosion very clearly.
Uncle Jin Wu and a group of masters of the physique altar were all turned on, and the altar defense was opened one by one, and they watched in amazement.
Large strands of magma sprayed out, and the entire mountain range had been transformed into a fire dragon. Everything under the mountain range was burned. More terrifyingly, the flow of magma rushed towards the city.
It was only then that the senior members of the Gujin family realized that this place could not be guarded, and they immediately opened the teleportation array and tried to transfer. But I didn't expect the teleportation array to be able to teleport anymore, and seemed to be bound by an invisible rule. The professionals of the Gujin family suddenly panicked.
Under the command of the family ancestors, they opened the city protection, but the city's protection has just been restored, and the power is less than half of the original. When the Gunan family retreated, most of the city's protection was destroyed.
The defensive cover rises, this is not to save the city, but to give the professional a little time to retreat. Countless flying cars and hunting cars took off, carrying a large number of low-level disciples. Most saints and grand saints fly by themselves. As for the altar-level masters, they all cover behind, and they do not know who the enemy is.
Magma galloping, the fire raging into the sky, and the rumbling sound resounded through the earth.
The professionals of the Gujin family looked as if they were in a mess, an unparalleled soul came under pressure, and in the blink of an eye, anything that flew into the air, whether it was a speeding car or a holy master , Including the altar-level masters, all fell from the air. There are only a few altar masters above the third and fourth floors that can barely maintain the altar in the air.
The hunting car fell to the ground, and a blazing fire ignited, and the howling sounds were all in one.
At this time, the catastrophe had already formed, and Guo Twelve also flew hundreds of kilometers. Like the handsome old man, he dared not even look at it, just desperately fled. Thanks to the handsome old man with extremely rich experience, if there is no handsome old man, Guo Twelve may not escape so fast.
Magma surged and quickly hit the city's defensive cover, which piled up along the defensive cover and looked very scary. People in the city, whether they are professionals or ordinary people, are desperately fleeing from the other end of the city. No one dared to fly now, they all ran out on their feet, and that speed was slower.
The defensive cover only supported for dozens of minutes, then burst and burst, and the magma rushed into the city.
The pressure of that soul is getting stronger and stronger. Many ordinary people died silently, their souls shattered and dissipated, and there were no scars on their bodies, so they fell to the ground. Some apprentice-level professionals also fell to the ground in succession. The middle and low-level professionals struggled to escape, but under the pressure of powerful souls, they simply couldn't run fast.
A phantom rose from the erupting volcano, gradually revealing his figure. Thousands of feet of phantom, looking up at the sky with a thunderous roar, the sound swayed the world. Guo Twelve drove the altar desperately forward, and a roar came, almost letting him out of control. Fortunately, the handsome old man helped a hand, only to stabilize the altar, the two turned back at the same time.
Guo Twelve said: "What is that? Human? Humanoid ... monster?"
The handsome old man shivered and said, "God ... there are really ... really people ... reaching this height, too ... terrible ..."
Guo Twelve desperately drives the altar and asks, "What? What height?"
The handsome old man shivered: "Beyond the existence of the nine-layer altar ... that ... that is the legendary existence ..."
Guo Twelve: "Are you sure?"
The handsome old man smiled bitterly and said with a pale face: "I can't be sure ... 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 easy-going. He has never seen such a look.
Guo Twelve can already open the cross-border character, but he wo n’t escape alone until he finds the Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan, saying,
It ’s coming ...
The Eagle Devil and Luo Zhan are not far from the Chijin Mountains, about 1,000 kilometers away. At the speed of Guo Twelve driving the altar, it can be reached in tens of minutes.
With the thunderous roar, the ghost gradually shrank, and a large amount of magma spewed out again.
Countless professionals tried to open their rune doors to escape, but ordinary rune doors could not be opened at all. Only professionals who have escaped far away, a few of them with cross-border characters, can barely open the cross-border characters, but they ca n’t bring a few people. They can only enter in a hurry, and escaped by chance. Most professionals can only despair. The ground runs outward.
A young man wearing a big red robe suddenly appeared over the city, walking leisurely in the air, as if there was a firm flat ground in the void. He looked indifferently at the crowd desperately fleeing underneath, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth. The altar masters of the two ancient Jin families saw the people in the air and immediately flew up, one of them was Uncle Jin Wu.
Uncle Jin Wu shouted: "Who are you?"
The red robe still looked at the flow of escaped people, and ignored the question from Uncle Jinwu.
Uncle Jin Wu was very angry. Last time I saw Guo Twelve, it was the same tone, and he looked like a man who looked down on people. Angrily and annoyed in his heart, he stretched out a hand of life sacrifice offering, and the sparrow hook flashed a glory, and suddenly slashed towards the red robe.
Another altar master is also left behind, and is also a master of the two-layer altar. Seeing Uncle Jin Wu shot, he immediately issued his own treasure attack. His sacrificial treasure is a long knife, a light blue long knife, is the life sacrifice offering of ice.
The red robe turned his head and shot two red awns in his eyes.
Uncle Jin Wu screamed: "No!" The body burst apart suddenly, forming a blood mist. Another master of the altar also exploded, flesh and blood flew, and the mortal offering treasure wailed and turned into countless small fragments. The red robe stretched out his hand to catch in the void, and the two altars seemed to be restrained by steel cables, and shot at the red robe quickly. Then he slammed his palm.
Boom! boom!
The explosion sounded. Whether it was a person broken into plasma, a soul about to float out, or an altar broken into powder, with the red robe holding a virtual grip, it turned into a purple-black mist and was swallowed by the red robe. He smacked his lips and said lightly: "Altar-level professionals ... why are there so few?"
His figure suddenly disappeared into the air, instantly appearing above the flow of escaped people, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said indifferently: "There are fewer people ... make use of it first." He looked back at the red gold mountains like And said, "It's finally out!"
"Fire Festival!"
Two hands are like pulling a heavy object, reaching out and flexing his fingers, as if it were a pair of claws, tearing down sharply. Ten deep trenches suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless people fell down. Then, countless magma fire flows out of the ten deep trenches.
The red robe seemed unsatisfied. He punched fist and slammed with a loud bang, a large stream of magma was sprayed into the air, killing hundreds of thousands of people in seconds. Then he roared, and a huge sound wave rushed out of his mouth. Those who had not been killed by the magma were shattered by the sound wave.
"Call!"
The red robe drew his head down and slammed. The air that was originally heated up started to spin rapidly, forming an unparalleled suction. The souls of all the dead people are extracted, and fall into the mouth of the red robe with the hot wind.
In just a few minutes, with the exception of the very few lucky escapeees, millions of people were killed and their souls were swallowed by the red robe.
Hongpao glanced indifferently below, for a while, he said to himself: "Too few ..."
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The earthquake shook and the sky was red.
Guo Twelve drives the altar to gallop, and he has seen the main camp of the Gunan family. Suddenly, the handsome old man looked back and said in horror: "Fire Festival! It turned out to be Fire Festival! Kid, teleport!"
Guo Twelve didn't have time to ask why, and he immediately teleported out when he heard the words. After two consecutive teleports, he entered the main camp of the Gunan family. Because he has the ancestor's identity sign, the defense of the main camp is opened to him. He fell like a meteor and rushed directly into a tent.
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan sat in the tent. Guo Twelve is not a nonsense. He shook his hand and hit a beacon. It was a beacon for the Nanqiang ancestor. Be sure to inform them of this news. Then he immediately opened the crossover symbol and shouted, "Don't talk, follow me!"
Handsome old man shouted: "Quick!"
Eagle Demon flew into Fumen, then Luo Zhan followed. Nan You just walked into the tent, he asked, "What is this for?"
Guo Twelve said: "Nanyou ... Let's go together! Hurry!"
Nanyou confused: "This ..."
The handsome old man was extremely impatient. He raised his hand and shot a string of imaginary chains, tying Nanyou at once, and shouted: "Where is so much nonsense, go in for the old man!" Throw Nanyou directly into the Fumen with the virtual chain Shouted: "Boy, go!"
Guo Twelve rushed in.
Flew out of the Fu Men, Guo Twelve watched the Fu Men gradually disappear, patted his chest gently, and said, "Scared me!"
Eagle Demon said: "Hey, this is the secret of wind and rain?"
Guo Twelve said: "Yes, you can go back to the Great Submarine Fort from here."
Nanyou twisted his body hard, screaming, "Let me go! Fuck me!"
The handsome old man swiped the chain of the imaginary sign with a wave of his hand. He did not explain it, and returned to the altar as his head shrank. Guo Twelve put the altar in his body, and then said: "Good luck, he finally escaped."
Nanyou blushed and thick neck, he grieved and shouted: "Ancestor!"
Guo Twelve was erected by his ancestor's cold hair. He stretched his hand and patted Nanyou's shoulder and said: "Don't blame the handsome old man, he is saving your life ~ EbookFREE.me ~ again Later, maybe I can't even open the crossover symbol, alas, it's terrible. "
Nanyou was uncertain and said, "What happened?"
Guo Twelve simply recounted the matter and said, "I guess the Gujin family is over and can't run away ... The handsome old man said that the guy is beyond the existence of the nine-layer altar, although he can't confirm it, But it ’s really scary. It ’s just a little soul pressure that I ca n’t resist. It ’s terrible.

Nanyou's face suddenly became very ugly. He said: "God, our Gunan family and the professional army are there. This ... how can this be good?"
Guo Twelve said: "I have sent a letter to tell Nan Qiang's ancestors, it depends on how he arranges, and ... it is the question of whether he believes it or not. If he does not believe it ... then it will be troublesome."
Now can only hope that the ancestors of Nanqiang believe in Guo XII. Nan You didn't propose to go back. He was not stupid. Not to mention the master of the nine-story altar. He has only seen one master of the six-story altar in his life. That's already the top master at the peak of his career. He dare not dare Imagine what a master beyond the nine-story altar looks like.
"I hope the ancestors can believe!"
Nanyou said with confidence.
Eagle Demon said: "Twelve's ability ... Nan Qiang's ancestor is very clear that he should know that the twelve will not talk nonsense."
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At this moment, Nan Qiang's ancestor was holding the letter in consternation, he had a sense of confusion, beyond the master of the nine-story altar? What a joke?
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