At the moment when everyone's figure disappeared.

Dark golden flames condensed two thick fire pillars, spitting out from Wuzhiqi's eyes.

The flames are over.

The palaces below were instantly turned to ashes.

On the ground, the pillars of fire plowed out two tunnels of unknown depth, extending from the imperial palace to the outside of the imperial city.

In the supernatural world.

Those monks didn't understand what happened before they saw themselves being pulled into a **** **** world.

The terrifying sight of the sky like blood and the bones everywhere immediately frightened them, and an endless chill surged up from the bottom of their hearts.

"Young master, why did you pull me into your magical world?"

"Let me go... let's go out, or else it will ruin your..."

A tribulation-transcending cultivator from a high-ranking sect originally wanted to ask Young Master Liang to let him out.

After thinking about Gong Ziliang's methods, he couldn't help adding "men" after the word "I" on his lips.

Just don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Suddenly, he saw the **** sky above, showing the picture of the outside world.

When he saw that the huge imperial city was swept away by the pillar of fire shot by Qi Mo Wuzhi, it instantly turned into a piece of scorched earth.

In an instant, endless cold air grew in his liver and gallbladder, and quickly blocked his throat, making the words behind him turn into a meaningless "ho ho" sound.

The performance of other monks at this time was not much better than his.

They were all pale, standing there blankly, sweating all over.

"Puff~"

"Mr. Ma has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, so he wrongly blamed Mr. Liang, please don't take offense to Mr. Liang!"

The calamity-crossing realm who angrily scolded Young Master Ziliang suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

He wasn't really remorseful.

But seeing outside, Wuzhiqi did not stop after spraying the flame.

For fear that Young Master Liang would be unhappy, he really let him out.

However, at this time, Gong Ziliang ignored him at all.

"Lying... in the trough!"

At the edge of the magical world, he was observing the outside world, Young Master Liang.

At this moment, my heart is bleeding.

without him.

Silver!

Lingshi!

The resources accumulated by the Monet Dynasty for generations are all placed in the treasury of the palace.

Before I could use it, I was set on fire by Wuzhiqi, and it was all burned down?

next moment.

Young Master Liang was about to rush out and fight Wuzhiqi desperately.

"Mr. Liang, all the resources in the treasury have been transferred by Mo Mou in advance."

Suddenly, Mo Zhongtian's voice sounded.

Suddenly, Young Master Liang returned to heaven as if from hell.

"Monarch Mo is really talented!"

Gong Ziliang praised him from the bottom of his heart. Looking at Mo Zhongtian, he felt that today's Mo Zhongtian was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Immediately.

Gong Ziliang's vision returned to Wuzhiqi, who was outside.

soon.

Gong Ziliang discovered the scars that Tianlong Ziren left on Wuzhi Qi Mo's body just now.

In just a short while, he was completely healed.

This made him speechless.

After spending a long time, the damage caused to Wuzhiqi was neither painful nor itchy.

Although Gong Ziliang still has a lot of trump cards, the suit in his backpack has not been taken out yet.

But those suits are more used for defense.

The increase in attack attributes is far less than that of the Tianlong Purple Blade.

Even if it is taken out, it will not be of much help for the next battle.

But seeing that Wuzhiqi couldn't find himself, he began to walk outside the imperial city.

Even if he didn't think of a good countermeasure, Gong Ziliang had to bite the bullet and get out of the world of supernatural powers.

Outside the imperial city, there are hundreds of thousands of city residents.

Once Wuzhiqi leaves the range of the imperial city, even if he doesn't take the initiative to attack those ordinary people.

The demonic energy emanating from it alone is enough to cause countless casualties among those ordinary people.

After the space fluctuated for a while.

Seeing Young Master Liang reappearing in his field of vision, Wu Zhiqi was no longer as calm as before.

The method of Gong Ziliang just now didn't cause him much trouble, but it made him very irritable.

I don't have much patience, and it's almost bottoming out.

Now let it just want to shoot Young Master Liang to death directly, then swallow those human races for a feast, and go back to the demon world to sleep.

As for staying here.

Wuzhiqi looked further away, where the blood and rain were shaking.

This world will soon become a dead place worse than the devil world.

It has no interest at all in staying in such a place.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Wuzhiqi moved his thick arms and smashed the two rows of hill-like muscles in front of his chest.

The imposing manner of the Heavenly God Realm, mixed with evil spirits, was emptied from its blue demon body.

Outside the Imperial City.

The faces of the townspeople were pale.

Gong Ziliang squinted his eyes and saw that this monster was impatient and wasted away with him here.

Release those cultivators in the Netherworld Divine Palm supernatural power space.

Gong Ziliang turned his back to them and said, "You can escape with those city residents outside the city."

In the calm voice, Young Master Liang did not tell them that he would definitely be able to solve Wuzhiqi.

And those monks also heard the subtext of Gong Ziliang from his words.

Some monks originally had great opinions on Young Master Liang.

It was believed that Young Master Liang had brought this monster and put them in the immediate danger.

However, when looking at Young Master Liang Kui's standing figure.

Compared with Wuzhiqi, it is not a strong spiritual energy, but it blocks all the devilish energy in front of him.

The monks were silent for a while...

Then, invariably, he bowed to Young Master Liang and bowed.

"Mr. Liang, this Noble Phantasm is the treasure at the bottom of my sect's box."

"It's useless to keep this sect master. I will give it to Mr. Liang today, hoping to help Mr. Liang."

The beardless old man, who had been scorched black by lightning before, took out a pair of treasured armor with aura from his storage ring.

Seeing the needless old man's face hurts, he wrapped the Extreme Realm Noble Phantasm with spiritual energy and sent it to Young Master Liang.

Some monks breathed a sigh of relief.

That is an extreme treasure treasure that is even more precious than a heaven-level treasure!

Ordinary middle-level sects, having one, is enough to be the treasure of the sect!

But now, without the need for the old man, he actually took it out and gave it to Young Master Liang?

Suddenly, in the minds of everyone, the impression they had on the needless old man had undergone a 180-degree change.

The two disciples standing behind the needless old man also looked at their master with incomparable admiration and felt honored.

【Ding! Detected level 40 non-attribute equipment (green), whether to recycle it directly? 】

However, Young Master Liang, who was confronting Wuzhiqi, did not hear what the old man Wuwu said.

Just after hearing the prompt sound from the system, I subconsciously clicked Recycle.

Seeing the Noble Phantasm that he gave to Gong Ziliang, it disappeared out of thin air.

There is no need for the old man to be stunned for a moment, and then he thinks that it may be that Young Master Liang has never seen the Noble Phantasm of the Extreme Realm and will not use it.

I didn't want to show my timidity in front of so many monks, so I put it away.

I was about to explain the usage of the Noble Phantasm to Gong Ziliang.

Suddenly, a flower in front of his eyes...

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