The Mightiest Little Peasant

"The Lord of Rakshasa Island... is dead?"

Everyone repaired in all directions, trance.

They still couldn't believe it. The unbreakable Rakshasa Island was just broken, and the master of Rakshasa Island, Yunmihai's top powerhouse, died so easily, without a sound.

"Quick! Go away!"

After the sound of the movie, they came back to their senses, screaming, their expressions a little crazy.

The Lord of Rakshasa Island is dead, and it will be their turn soon.

They can’t go back to the island. This guy is so terrifying. Even if they return to the island and start the big formation, they won’t be able to stop them for long. power.

In this way, they have a chance of life.

"We still have time, so many evil cultivators, enough for him to kill for a while!"

On the monster ship, Emperor Peng shouted.

He urged the big ship hard, tore a void in front, and was about to get in.

But at this moment, he glanced at Rakshasa Island on the side, and the next moment, he was stunned.

The pair of tiger eyes were almost protruding.

What did he see!

An unimaginable sacred furnace is hanging upside down over the Rakshasa Island, and its size is still rising. In the furnace, a golden sacred fire can be seen rolling, burning, and exudes a frightening atmosphere.

Below, the figures who were about to flee were all suppressed by the aura emitted by the divine furnace, and then they were sucked in.

Hundreds of thousands of evil repairmen gathered into a torrent and were sucked in.

After entering, there was no sound.

Even those emperors couldn't escape and were taken in by this god furnace.

Soon, there was no one left on the entire Rakshasa Island.

The sacred furnace began to shrink, went down, and returned to the white-clothed saint ancestor.

Guru!

Emperor Peng swallowed hard, his body shape was already uncontrollable, and he trembled.

Hundreds of thousands of evil repairs!

Among them are a group of emperors!

Just like that?

What a horrible and terrifying magical power this is!

"Oh!"

On the other side, Haoran, who was wearing a golden robe, trembled with fright, and his scalp was about to explode.

Hundreds of thousands of evil repairs in one furnace!

He has never seen such an amazing method!

This person is the man of great terror!

"Hurry up!"

He screamed heartbreakingly, spurring the big ship, and rushing into the void ripples frantically.

On this righteous alliance ship, everyone was crazy and their eyes were red.

They tried their best, gritted their teeth, and frantically poured immortality on the ship, so that the ship could run faster and stay away from that terrifying monster!

"Damn! Good, let me join in some fun!"

Real Haoran almost wanted to slap himself a few times.

If they didn't come, they would still be able to escape the catastrophe, but now, they would be miserable.

After drilling out of the void, they tore open the void, continued to shuttle, and headed directly towards Yunzhou.

"You guys run very fast!"

After wearing them twice, just after they were a little safer, suddenly, a cold voice suddenly rang above their heads, and when they looked up, they almost lost their souls.

There, two golden figures stood together, their appearances exactly the same as those of the white-clothed saint ancestor.

"This is the true spirit!"

Real person Haoran screamed, his face pale.

"Leave it all!"

The two true spirits shot together, each slapped a palm.

Boom!

The big ship exploded immediately, and the gods of the seven calamities were exploded at the same time, and the eight calamities also vomited blood.

"dead!"

Two golden figures flew over like ghosts, and each pointed a finger in front of each Eight Tribulations.

One by one, his eyes dimmed and fell down.

They were wiped out in an instant.

Once the soul is destroyed, it is useless to let your physical body become stronger.

"It's your turn!"

Killing everyone, two figures swooped in at once, slapped a palm towards the real person, Haoran.

Bang bang!

Two booms.

There was another scream, Haoran vomited blood and flew backwards.

Two figures swept over, and then they all pointed out a finger together to obliterate the ten thousand zhang true spirits in this vast real person immortal aperture.

Tang Hao had never wanted the human soul, and he had killed it.

The two true spirits closed their bodies, looked around, and made sure that there was no livelihood. They raised their hands to take a photo. All the treasures of various colors that fell from the four places were swept around, and they were collected into a ring. Then, they turned and left.

On the other side, several large monster clan ships were still galloping, madly shuttled through the void, fleeing in the direction of Leizhou.

"Hurry up!"

They are still urging frantically, and they have been erupting at the fastest speed.

"Then... what is that?"

Once they shuttled out of the void, they were about to tear the void and continue to shuttle. At this moment, someone raised their eyes and found several golden lights galloping in the sky.

"It's the true spirit!"

"It was the old monster who caught up!"

Emperor Peng, Emperor Jing and others raised their eyes and looked scared.

One, two, three... Six true spirits!

This... how is it possible!

Isn't the average Nine Tribulations Saint Ancestor all a true spirit?Both of them are extremely rare, how can there be as many as six?

Just between their horror, the six true spirits fell together, two by two, and rushed to the three big ships.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, the three big ships burst open.

"It's over! It's over!" Looking at the flying golden figures and feeling the immortal and shocking atmosphere, Emperor Peng's heart gradually sank, completely desperate.

Facing the chase of Liu Dao Bumei True Spirit, he had no hope of escape.

He is over, and his Ten Thousand Demons Island is also completely over!

He stood there blankly, letting the two true spirits swoop in, and pointed at him together.

Then, his eyes lost the look, became dim, the whole person lost vitality, and fell back.

A true spirit closed his hand, and there was already a true spirit in his palm, but it was a golden dragon.

The other true spirit raised his hand and took the body of Emperor Peng.

In Tang Hao's eyes, the monster clan was no different from the wild beasts. Since he was not of the same clan, he would naturally not be polite.

At this time, on the other two ships, the battle was over.

All of these monster races had their souls drawn, and their bodies were collected. After collecting all the treasures, the six true spirits rushed to the sky.

On all sides of Yunmihai, there are still a few true spirits, catching up with a few large ships that fled, and killing them one by one.

Even the fastest ship can't escape the pursuit of the true spirit.

Soon, the true spirit returned, returned to Rakshasa Island, and brought piles of treasures.

When they threw a ring, they went back into the fairy hole above their heads.

The six true spirits that chased the monster race came back with a bunch of monster flesh and souls. All the souls were put away, and the flesh was thrown into the sacred furnace. Together with the hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators, they practiced them all..