Noticing that Xue Kong had been staring at him, the cultivator glared at Xue Kong fiercely. Perhaps realizing that Xue Kong was not someone to be trifled with, he was about to leave.
Xue Kong's face was calm. He raised his foot and was about to kill someone.
Suddenly, a sound of breaking air came from behind, getting closer and closer, and a man's roar was approaching: "Still looking around, your life and storage bag are taken by me."
Xue Kong turned around suddenly and opened the bronze mirror in his hand without hesitation.
The bronze mirror swelled in the wind, suddenly expanding more than ten times to a height of two feet. It blocked the attack of the monk who attacked it by surprise, and even bounced back some of the power, causing a large stick to roll back.
The monk's face changed drastically, and the big stick slipped out of his right hand. Even so, he felt a strong tingling sensation in his right hand. He looked at Xue Kong and said in horror, "You are not a Qi Condensation monk!?"
This person was quite decisive. After realizing this, he didn't even bother with his magic weapon and turned around to run away.
Xue Kong waved his sleeves, took the big stick in his hand, took a step forward, and rushed out as fast as lightning. He raised the big stick high and hit the man's head hard with it.
All I heard was a snap.
The man's head was smashed by Xue Kong like a fruit, his skull was shattered and his brains were scattered all over the ground.
Xue Kong didn't even look at the man's body and took away his storage bag.
Two evil ghosts ran out of the body and devoured the man's three souls and seven spirits.
The same scenes of killing people and robbing treasures appeared in various locations on this Demon Island. These monks who had been suppressed in Guanglan City for too long were like wild beasts that had just been released from the cage, ready to kill as soon as they made a move.
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