"A bunch of trash, want to leave, have you asked us?"

Two old men in black robe stood at the front of the demon clan camp, looking at Han Xin and the others in the Tianwu Star Palace Formation with a cold face.

In the Zhengdao Alliance, the highest cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the God Transformation. With Qin Fei and Meisha, there are a total of five God Transformation cultivators.

However, in addition to the Shenluan Demon Lord, there are also several demon cultivators at the peak of the seven tribulations. In addition, the two old men in black robe are at the peak of the transformation of gods. With the blessing of ancient treasures, their combat power has far exceeded that of the righteous alliance.

"Nephew Qin, come to this array eye and replace the White House Lord. Let your friend replace the Palace Lord of the Spirit Beast Palace, and we should be able to withstand it for a while."

Han Xin naturally knew the situation in front of him, but he never dreamed that Qin Fei returned to the Yanlong Continent and brought a beautiful girlfriend at the peak of the God Transformation.

I was both afraid and helpless in my heart.

I'm afraid, unless there is a particularly good opportunity, if you fight from the front, you will definitely not be Qin Fei's opponent.

For a moment, Han Xin's mood was a little complicated.

He simply arranged Qin Fei and his beautiful girlfriend behind the formation. If he was beaten to death by the demon clan, he deserved it.

But on the surface, Han Xin's arrangement was fine, and the weak left first and the strong stood behind.

"Okay, Meisha, go there!"

Qin Fei was not in the mood to speculate on Han Xin's intention to do so, and how he is protecting everyone from going to the Burning Heaven Purgatory.

After flying into the formation quickly, he began to inject spiritual power into the formation eyes.

Under the cover of the Tianwu Star Palace Formation, everyone began to retreat in a mighty way.

While maintaining the formation, Qin Fei contacted the little fox and asked her to come to find him and go to the Burning Heaven Purgatory together.

If she is left alone in Wuji Palace, something will happen, it will be a bad thing.

Boom...

When the Shenluan Demon Lord saw that the people from the Zhengdao Alliance began to retreat, they all sacrificed magic weapons and bombed them.

However, the defense of the Tianwu Star Palace Formation is not bad, and with the addition of Qin Fei and Meisha, it can barely hold on for a while.

On the side of the demon clan, the Seven Treasure Lotus of Qin Fei who were afraid of Qin Fei, did not dare to fly out the black turtle seal, and could only hide inside and attack.

Therefore, for a moment, the two sides actually entered a stalemate.

Soon, with a white light flashing, the little fox crawled into Qin Fei's arms and said in confusion: "Uncle Qin Fei, where are you going? Hey, why are the people from the Luosha Palace coming?"

"I'm going to be prepared to escape. They have an imitation of the 'Haotian Mirror' in their hands, which can withstand Meisha's petrochemical technique." Qin Fei said with a wry smile.

"That's it, it's okay. Uncle Qin Fei, wherever you say you want to go, Mei'er will follow you!" After the little fox said that, he got into Qin Fei's arms.

Perhaps, this scene is the most embarrassing scene in the history of the monks of the Flame Dragon Continent in millions of years.

Like a group of stray dogs, he fought desperately to flee to the Burning Heaven Purgatory tens of thousands of miles away.

People from the demon clan hid in the black turtle seal, like hunting dogs chasing prey, attacking, mocking and insulting.

In the Zhengdao Alliance, except for Qin Fei, who has almost endless elixir support, the other few people have limited elixirs. If you take one, you will lose one.

After flying for less than ten days, the phenomenon of spiritual power gradually became exhausted.

Fortunately, Qin Fei was generous and distributed the elixirs in his ring to everyone.

On the demon clan, except for a few big monsters with more than seven tribulations, other small monsters were flying, and their demonic power could not keep up.

The majority of the demon cultivators were simply left to stand by, the Shenluan Demon Lord and the old man in black robe, and with nearly one hundred high-level demon cultivators, continued to chase and kill the people from the Zhengdao Alliance.

Many low-level monks were even more miserable. After their spiritual power could not keep up, they fell directly into the void like a bird with broken wings. The people from the demon clan who followed him were knocked into pieces with one spell.

Qin Fei's reserve of elixirs is very sufficient, but he will not give one to tens of thousands of monks.

The only thing he can do is to ensure that the spiritual power of the eight people who presided over the "Tianwu Star Palace Formation" can keep up. For the rest, whether they are life or death, they are all fate.

This escape journey may be the darkest time in the Flame Dragon Continent.

Although it only took about a month, at least two-thirds of the low-level monks died in the Zhengdao Alliance.

Moreover, wherever the demon race passed, ordinary people on the island were also unlucky and were ruthlessly harvested to maintain the consumption of demon cultivators.

Finally, three days later, a red sea of ​​fire appeared in front of everyone.

It is boundless, as if it is approaching the sun.

Not only is the heat wave surging, but the light is dazzling.

"Don't panic, just open the shield and rush in!" Han Xin shouted loudly.

He had also visited the Fentian Purgatory before, hoping to be more lucky and find one or two damaged immortal weapons. However, after entering, he found that the Fentian Purgatory was too wide and there were some cruel fire-type beasts living in it.

After fighting in the marginal area, Han Xin hurriedly ran out. However, at that time, he was in the Nascent Soul stage and his cultivation was still a little weaker, and he did not have the capital to enter the depths of the Burning Heaven Purgatory.

Soon, the remaining three or four thousand low-level monks rushed in towards the flames surging with heat waves like moths.

Some cultivators with insufficient cultivation level in the Nascent Soul stage have difficulty withstand such dense fire spirit power. They just got burned with a little flame and turned into fireballs screaming.

Seeing this, the high-level Nascent Soul monk immediately used water spirit power to wrap the low-level monks and help them rush in.

"Grass, let them go and destroy themselves. Let us set up camp here and inform your subordinates to start the "clearing plan" to completely eliminate the monks on every island." The old man in black robe said with a gloomy face.

Nowadays, most of the cultivators from the Flame Dragon Continent are concentrated here. What are left are some low-level cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage and some inconspicuous eighth-rate sects.

The subordinates of the Shenluan Demon Lord have made more mistakes when dealing with these low-level cultivators.

When the entire low-level monks of the Yanlong Continent are cleaned up, this world continent will truly become the back garden of the Rakshasa Hall.

Qin Fei and the others were relieved when they saw that the Divine Luan Demon Lord did not continue to catch up. When the low-level monks in front entered the Burning Heaven Purgatory, they all followed through the raging flames and entered a strange space.

Not only are the clouds red, but even the rocks on the ground are red.

The space twisted slightly, and even without obvious flames, you could feel the dense fire spirit power in the air.
Chapter completed!