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Chapter 2901 The slaughter begins

Pang!

After a cup of tea, a blood mist exploded, and the thunderous hands remained domineering as if they were shooting down!

...

The eyes of traveling to immortals in all worlds are gloomy again.

He had naturally used the terrifying means of forcibly reading the other party's memories to the old man he had just captured, and saw what happened before Jiuliu, and his purpose was to find out the final where Yang Xiaoman and others were.

But he didn't get the answer he wanted.

The old man and the weak monk creatures he took away were already considered the ones behind the Jihouji, but Yang Xiaokuan and others were still behind him. Of course, he didn't know what happened later.

There are still quite a lot of people in this group, including a group of monks at the ancestor level, their closest children and juniors, and even a large number of weak monks and creatures who are not enough to take away the magic weapons.

"Where have they been?"

The old guy muttered in his heart.

In the flash of eyes, I thought of the two huge black figures, one big and one small.

"They would never have left everyone behind. The last group of people must have entered the belly of the two monsters and taken away by them, but in which direction did they go?"

Traveling to the immortals in all worlds to talk to themselves again.

I thought of the sleeping star abyss again, but I was confident that I had no omissions before.

After thinking for a while, the old guy had to continue chasing him.

...

Bang bang bang bang bang-

In the explosion, a ship of monks exploded into ashes. Wherever the immortals traveling to the world were chasing, there would be a disaster for the creatures, leaving only the leader to be used for soul search.

But no matter what, he did not get where Yang Xiaoman and others went.

Keep chasing!

Keep killing!

The immortals traveling around the world are getting more and more crazy, and the demon flames are burning freely. At other times, he may not be interested in attacking those younger generations, but now he is killing and wants to see if he can force Yang Xiaokuan and others out of it. Of course, there is Fang Junmei who escaped from his hands. Although he did not see it in everyone's memory, he will not forget him.

A bloody catastrophe is coming!

The immortals traveling to the world at a terrifying speed, chased them out.

"I don't believe it, get out of here-"

The roaring sound shocked the world of hundreds of tribes!

The traveling of immortals in all realms turned into a thunderous world. As long as you encounter a monk, you will slap him to death, regardless of whether the other party is a monk who came from the sleeping star abyss.

Killing will be launched all the way, creating the souls of the dead.

Yang Xiaoman and Daolang in troubled times naturally had already left at this moment.

And what about the others?

The immortals of the Wanjie Realm saw all the retreat scenes before, but there was nothing in it, that is, the master Kong Da was invisible. When he picked up and dropped off everyone, he definitely did not need to be invisible anymore. Anyway, he had decided to give up the sleeping star abyss.

Zhuang Youde, Song Shede, Tianhe Taoist, Fang Zheng and other large groups of monks who left the last, as well as their direct juniors, and countless weakest mortal creatures that no one wants, have already entered Kong Dada's belly and taken away by her invisibly!

In the void world, the wind whistles by.

Everyone had no idea how far they had walked out.

Unless you are lucky enough to travel to immortals in all worlds, stare at that direction, and keenly capture the abnormality of the wind, it is basically impossible to discover it.

This is the final retreat plan for Yang Xiaoman and others.

The direction they were going was to go around half a big circle and rush to the Hundred Tribes Passage. After going out, they would disperse the weak creatures and then make other arrangements.

And this is the limit that everyone can do.

...

In the field of the Hundred Tribes, all the monks still don’t know that they will usher in a terrifying catastrophe.

Triumph Island.

This is an island quite close to Sleeping Star Abyss. It is quite large in area and is almost as big as an ordinary oasis of half a human race. The island's spiritual energy is also quite good.

But it does not belong to any race. It only gathers a lot of monks from all races, becoming a place for casual cultivators to live in, several places with rich spiritual energy, and even a few good forces were born.

The monks who came to explore the Sleeping Star Abyss before liked to stay on this island, but since Yang Xiaokuan got the opportunity to Sleeping Star Abyss, there have been fewer monks coming and going.

However, over the years, a lot of creatures and monks have been born on the island itself, and it looks very prosperous.

Recently, a large number of monks have come here and are talking about it.

Some of the monks who came here took a break and some went into deep caves and hid.

Time comes day by day.

On this day, the madman who destroyed the world finally arrived, and the thunder body exuded a strong aura of destruction.

Swish!

When the immortals in all worlds stepped out, they came to the edge of this Triumph Island. A pair of gloomy and cold eyes of the way of heaven were swept casually and they went out dozens or millions of miles.

After this scan, there were naturally a lot of creatures, which were imprinted into their eyes.

Even the immortals traveling to the world cannot tell which monks from the sleeping star abyss and which ones are not, and this old guy obviously doesn't care about this.

gloomy!

Cold!

brutal!

The cruel and ruthless murderous intent flows freely in the eyes of traveling to immortals in all worlds.

For him, the injuries have been treated almost the same, so he naturally should create a catastrophe and ripen the countless catastrophe seeds. Anyway, they all have to be killed. Then take this opportunity to start from the Holy Land of the Hundred Clans. If he can force Yang Xiaoman, Fang Junmei and others to come, he will not be afraid!

In his mind, he always thought that Gu Xijin was dead. Without his ability to penetrate in advance, he would be much easier to fight by himself.

"It's a pity - I'm the only one, I'm always a little slower!"

After glanced for a moment, the old guy said to himself.

At this moment, I finally remembered the good things of the previous group of minions.

However, at this moment, this peerless old devil-like figure was definitely not a sentimental person. He only rushed out at the next moment and rushed towards the concentration of the mortal monk.

The wind is so loud!

The demon cloud rolls!

The sound of thunder roars!

"What's that?"

The weak creatures in the distance were trembling and horrified as they looked at the thunderous world that was overwhelmed by the island.

"It must be that the immortal master is casting spells. There is nothing to worry about. The most powerful seniors on the island have already set rules that monks are not allowed to kill us and other mortals indiscriminately."

Someone said, looking relaxed.

The previous person nodded and let down his hanging heart.

But the next moment, my eyes were bright and I looked at the sky with great horror.

In the sky, there was an endless world of thunder, as if the ocean was pouring down, and the scene was brilliant and terrifying!

And this is the last scene they have seen throughout their lives.

With the rumbling sound, this small plain town was wiped out in an instant, leaving only a huge deep pit on the ground that was shocked by electricity. I don’t know how many mortals died on the spot!
Chapter completed!
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