Return from the second dimension

The strongest of these major sects have been frozen for a long time, and their hearts are squeezed with deep anger.

Wish to find a place to vent.

Hearing Tang Zhen's order, he immediately attacked with excitement, for fear that he was slower than others.

There were many monks in Star Island, far above them, but no one cared at all.

The battle between the cultivators is the experience cultivation base, never the number of people.

A high-level cultivator shot, enough to sweep the low-level cultivator hundreds of times, crushed to the other side can not breathe.

Although he has been frozen for many years, the great sect masters are undiminished, and they show no signs of weakness when encountering battles.

The Sing Tao monk looked confused and couldn't figure out where these indigenous monks came from. Why didn't they just do it without saying a word?

However, the battle has already begun, and no one can help explain the reason, and can only tell the outcome first.

If you win, everything is right. If you lose, you can only be killed.

But after doing it, the Singdao monks discovered that these indigenous monks were extremely fierce and their moves were quite strange.

The good players on the big star islands were crushed side by side when they encountered these indigenous monks.

As soon as the two sides met, the Brother Star Island was chopped down, and there were broken bodies everywhere.

Such a terrible situation shocked the Singdao monks and hurriedly fought back.

It's a pity that their opponents are all former sect masters, and their methods of killing on the battlefield are extremely skillful.

Kill these Star Island monks without any effort.

Even if Monk Star Island tried his best, he was still not an opponent and was suppressed so that he could not raise his head.

"What's going on, where do these guys come from?"

The monk who had surrounded Hort before and was going to play him a bit now has an expression of panic and panic on his face.

The surrounding Sing Tao representatives were beaten to the point where they could not lift their heads, and casualties continued to appear.

Facing such a scene, how could he not feel flustered?

He thought it was Hult who was making trouble, so he roared in an angry tone, even thinking of suppressing others.

Hult snorted, and said coldly: "If you want to know the answer, then trade your fate!"

Hotter's heart was suffocating. He was shamed and humiliated by this monk's disciple in the past, and it happened more than once.

Now that the other party hit the door and forced himself in public, it was too much.

Relying on the support of Star Island behind him, the other party didn't put himself in sight at all, and even dared to kill at will.

Since the other party is like this, why should I be patient!

Hot's killing intent broke out and locked the Star Island monk. His attack method was equally fierce, all of which was a life-for-life style of play.

The Singdao monk who was hunted down by him cried out as a bastard and dodged desperately.

He didn't even dream that he would dare to chase and kill himself, a small casual cultivator in the past.

Who gave him the courage to do such a thing?

Although his heart was full of anger and he vowed to retaliate, but facing Hot's crazy pursuit, all he could do was retreat and avoid.

"You must leave as soon as possible and spread the news to the monks' alliance. This star island has a big problem!"

Thinking of this, the monk dashed out desperately, trying to get rid of Hult's pursuit.

Hult had already made up his mind and was bound to kill him, and he would never leave the opponent a chance to escape.

It is a pity that his equipment is too poor to give his best.

Although they are all weapons, there must be a difference between wooden sticks and steel knives. Hult has just been promoted to the king of the law and has no chance to find a weapon that suits him.

The enemy discovered this, launched a frantic counterattack, and gradually gained the upper hand.

At this moment, Hult heard Tang Zhen's greeting, and then a little light fell into his palm.

A black long sword appeared in an instant, exuding a frightening breath.

Hult's enemy was taken aback, knowing they weren't the enemy, and he turned and fled without hesitation.

"Where to run, die for me!"

Hoth roared, and all the cultivation bases burst out instantly, and the black long sword slashed at the fleeing enemy.

I saw a shock burst out, flashing across the space, falling on the enemy who was trying to escape.

"what!"

A scream came, and Hort's enemy was beheaded and turned into nothingness.

Seeing the enemy beheaded, Hult was taken aback for a moment, and then he let out a hearty laugh.

The anger that had accumulated in my heart had been completely released, and I felt that my thoughts were extremely smooth.

Looking at other places on the battlefield, there were corpses of monks from Star Island everywhere, almost a river of blood.

The arrogant Singdao monk before, either wailed or begged for mercy, or dodged desperately, and had no fighting spirit at all.

The defeat of the Singdao monks is set, and the final fate is likely to be all beheaded.

Since the two parties have already started, there is no possibility of resolving the enmity, and they will certainly not let any enemy leave.

Realizing this, the Singdao monks were desperate and sad, but still desperately resisting and fleeing.

In the face of a group of high-level monks, resistance has no meaning at all, and the final outcome is doomed.

They were able to live until now, because they had better luck and did not rank first. Now that the previous accomplices have been killed, it was naturally their turn to be beheaded.

Sect Master Promise and others have already begun to compete, and their eyes flicker.

Only because they discovered that whenever a Star Island monk was killed, the curse power of the Sea of ​​Consciousness would weaken a bit.

No one can figure out why this happens, but it is undoubtedly a good thing.

These remaining Singdao monks immediately became the targets of being scrambled and hunted down, and if they were slower, they would not be able to grab them.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of thousands of treasure hunters, the Sing Tao monks who came to provoke trouble have all turned into corpses.

"Too weak and too weak, it is simply vulnerable!"

Sect Master Wuji shook his head and looked around, and when he saw the mess everywhere, he showed an angry expression again.

"These bastards really deserve to be cut a thousand times!"

The other sect masters didn't care about the destruction of the Singdao monks, after all, this was not their place.

There is no difference in the loathing of treasure hunters.

Because these damn bastards are destroying their homes and plundering all kinds of treasures.

Hotter retracted his weapon and looked at the hundreds of high-ranking monks, not to mention his shock.

He could naturally see that these powerful monks were all natives of the frozen planet.

The Wuji Sect Master who was dug out, among these high-ranking monks, was full of uncontrollable anger.

Hult walked to Tang Zhen, bowed to him and thanked him.

If it wasn't a critical juncture, Tang Zhen would give Hote a magic weapon, and he would probably die.

When returning the weapon in his hand, Tang Zhen waved his hand and refused.

"It's just a gadget. Keep yourself self-defense so that you don't encounter similar dilemmas again."

Tang Zhenhun didn't care, but Hult was very grateful.

He is just an unknown person, struggling in the sea of ​​stars and clouds, even if he has a lot of ambitions, he has no chance to display it.

Because of Tang Zhen, Hout's adventures continued, and everything was impossible to imagine in the past.

Now that Tang Zhen has gifted the magic soldier, Hult's gratitude can no longer be described in words.

There was only one thought in his mind, which was to follow Tang Zhen all his life and serve as a slave for him.

Such behavior is not humble, but a real great opportunity that countless people can meet but cannot ask for.