Liu Xiao discovered a situation where those unconscious people on the street were not caused by the high temperature, but because there were many of them, they were still quite far from Yanlang.

It is unlikely that it is suffocation caused by crowding, or brief fainting due to panic, and Sron's human body is not so fragile.

Then, there is only the only answer left, the Fengling Earth Pattern.

To play a role, the psychic energy must be consumed. Although there are many people, Lao Baimao also said that once this ground pattern array is activated, the psychic energy consumed will be scary.

These Kunlun people who fell to the ground should be caused by the spiritual energy drained by the map array.

Originally, there wouldn't be so many people dying in vain in the sea of ​​fire. Originally, these people were just coming to participate in a festival celebration happily.

Liu Xiao, who was hovering low, turned around and faced the surging Yanlang, retreated backwards, following him and moving to the outside, hundreds of people floating in the air.

A violent fluctuation of energy was sensed.

He suddenly looked up.

In the sky covered by night.

There was a vague figure hanging from the clouds, and he could vaguely see his face. He was not someone else, but the protagonist of the banquet, the Holy See Jiang Ci.

There was only bones left on the whole right arm, and the flesh was gone. There was a terrifying wound on the neck, with long hair scattered, and the white long gown was stained with blood. It completely lost its previous calmness and power.

On his chest, a woman in a purple and black dress was lying flat, and she didn't know how to live or die.

This strongest man in Kunlun just looked at the woman blankly, with empty eyes, no sorrow or pain.

He stretched out his fairly complete left hand, gently stroked the woman's cheek with pity, and slowly sighed, closing his eyes hard.

When I opened it again, there was only cold black in those eyes.

In a trance, thirty-six flying swords were already hovering beside him, two of which were giant swords dozens of meters long.

A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Liu Xiao.

The consciousness is in chaos, and there is only one thought left, escape!

He didn't care about any more, and even the hundreds of people he rescued were directly abandoned by him.

His body became empty and he fled out at full speed, desperately fleeing.

The city below quickly retreated, and some Kunlun people standing on the roof and high walls were still tilting their heads to stare at Jiang Ci's direction, but at the next moment, their heads tilted and fell downwards, and then, their bodies.

Life is not worth mentioning in front of the angry Holy See.

The fear in his heart was endless. Liu Xiao couldn't even see what was attacking indiscriminately, nor did he know where the attack came from. He only knew that everything around him was shattered and the entire Tianyong City was being torn apart.

Whether you can survive is only luck.

No!

no!

Gangzi was pulled out, spread his bone wings and protected Liu Xiao in it. Erha's whole body was slammed on the bone wings and blocked the outside with his tough body.

Although the speed was a little slower, it was a little more at ease with the protection of two holy beasts.

But the next moment, Liu Xiao was so worried that he could cry.

Erha's body was easily penetrated by something, and this attack even cut off a very strong bone of Gangzi.

After realizing it, he realized that there was a hole in his abdomen, and it was only a little bit before he was about to be cut in half.

Flying sword!

It was Jiang Ci's flying sword. In his spiritual realm, the flying sword was killing everything with invisible speed and killing power.

But how big is the realm of a Holy See?

The dark night in front of him became extremely deep, like a demon's big mouth, ready to swallow his helpless insect.

Put away the two holy beasts and Liu Xiao took a deep breath.

Raise your hands with your hands, stand up your palms, and face the left and right directions.

Two light orchid lights swung quickly in their palms, and the seven-character law flashed and disappeared on this ripple.

Liu Xiao just held up two free doors and continued to fly to the outside.

Although his movements were a little strange, this was his last stubbornness, or he was forced to make a fuss in desperate situations!

Suddenly, Liu Xiao's gaze sensed that someone was staring at him. From the direction of his eyes, it seemed... it was the high altitude far behind him.

I felt my hair standing upside down, and a chilling feeling surged from the soles of my feet soared into the sky spirit cover.

In the free door of his left hand, a flying sword with silver light was slowly moving out of the ripple.

Mom......

He didn't know when such a flying sword would pierce into the free door on the right!

If it weren't for the strange function of the space sealing technique, this sword should have taken its own life.

No wonder the holy throne who ruled the world would glance at him in his busy schedule...

Liu Xiao just wanted to shout, "Damn it, and then shout to the sky, I didn't mean it!"

If the free door had not been fixed in a certain object or static airspace, he would have opened the door and ran away long ago! But now he did not dare to pause at all.

The flying sword that completely pulled away from the ripple disappeared in an instant.

He looked at his own eyes and moved away.

Just when Liu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The shoulders cooled.

Fortunately, it was just a small bloody hole.

What a f*ck!

What does this mean? Jiang Ci's flying sword does not only attack horizontally!

The meaning is very obvious. It is useless to hold the left and right with two doors!

Liu Xiao was almost crying...

Play mine...

There is no other way, except to fly with your head down.

Suddenly, the extremely heavy sense of oppression disappeared.

Looking back in surprise, the flame waves that were still rushing around were actually dozens of kilometers away, from the vastness before to the purple-black ball now.

Jiang Ci, who was above Wugu Gate, was still there, and with his current vision, he could not see clearly.

Liu Xiao, who was still flying away from the distance, was still scared, had not yet completely recovered from that desperate fear.

There were many people gathered on the streets and on the roofs, all of whom were watching from afar.

Liu Xiao, who was wearing two free doors, naturally became the focus of everyone. Fortunately, he was fast and flew past these people in a blink of an eye.

It's considered to be escaped...it should.

It was not until this time that Liu Xiao dared to breathe heavily.

Most of the people I saved were probably saved in vain.

I don’t know if those Kunlun people who bravely stepped forward would have time to withdraw from Jiang Ci’s spiritual realm.

The area of ​​dozens of kilometers is so scary. Lingyuan is more than a little stronger than his spiritual sea, and it is completely crushing.

And Jiang Ci's flying sword is not a problem of great killing power. It is completely a collapse of the sky and the earth is broken. It is so fast that it can completely ignore any enemy's defense and movements. Thinking about using the idea to control the direction of the flying sword, I feel that it is too low.

Furthermore, in his spiritual realm, the almost suffocating sense of oppression can be said that with his psychological quality, he couldn't help but tremble all over his whole body.

The gap is too big.

Kunwu, who are you going to mess with? He just wanted to plot against such a murder god, and others are also part of the descendants of Kunlun.

Liu Xiao still remembers Jiang Ci's look at the woman. How much sadness and sadness are there will be, it will turn into hatred and murderous intent.

This death field covering a radius of dozens of kilometers is the tomb where the woman was buried.

Lu Chenzhi and Liu Xiao also remember this name.

It’s not necessary to guess that she exchanged her life for Jiang Ci’s vitality.

It's sad and respectable.

Liu Xiao, who was flying in the air, could hear the Kunlun people on the ground cursing Jiang Ci in anger.

He didn't want to argue with any injustice, and he couldn't argue with these indifferent people.

No matter which world you are in, the truth will only be in the hands of a few people.

People just need to know the history that the winner wrote for them.
Chapter completed!