The red-robed demon cultivator's action of wiping out hundreds of cultivators did not shock the other cultivators for long. Soon the fear in their hearts was replaced by greed, and they urged the jade slips in their hands to fly high into the sky.
For a while.
These monks were like black pockmarked men, coming from every corner of Guanglan City, from bottom to top, into the Star-Shifting Formation.
It was like black rain flowing back into the sky, and then disappearing at some point.
"Xue Kong, Du Gong, I, Qiu Huan, am here! You must not die too early." Qiu Huan stood up suddenly, looked up at the sky, and the jade slip of the formation in his hand flashed with fluorescence, carrying his body into the sky.
"Shanshan, let's go too. It's time to end this grudge." Wang Erlang also stood up and flew into the sky with the corpse beside him.
The bald man not far away had his eyes flashing, and he stood up and followed: "I will not give up until I get the dragon marrow back."
In a restaurant, Xue Kong walked out with an expressionless face.
Just now, half of his room was gone, and the other half was cut off by a black sword beam.
At this moment, Xue Kong was standing at the edge of the gap where the black sword light had cut through.
He first looked at the masterpiece of the red-robed demon cultivator. There were groups of corpses in the gap on the ground. He raised his hand, dispersed his spiritual sense, and took the storage bag on the waist of the corpse not far from him into his own hand.
He put all the items in their storage bags into his own storage bag.
Then, Xue Kong raised his head and looked at the sky and the figures that rolled back like black rain. Among the dense crowd, he saw many familiar faces.
Some are faces from memories of past lives, and some are faces I have met in this life.
"From the blood refining of the entire clan to my solo exit from Silver Willow City, the trajectory of this life has deviated from my previous one. I still remember the identities and methods of those people clearly."
“I’ve met some new faces in this life.”
"Because of my proactive changes, some things will inevitably be different and different from what happened in my memory. This is unavoidable."
Xue Kong looked at those figures. Some of them should have died long ago, but they were still here.
However, those monks who should have appeared here had already died, such as Poison Master.
Xue Kong was just about to activate the jade slip of the formation when his eyes suddenly fixed on two figures, one old and one young, in the sky. The two figures were calm and unhurried, blending in with the crowd, looking sparse and ordinary.
However, Xue Kong paused for a moment after seeing the two of them. "The Eighth Prince of Baiyan, a fourth-level cultivation nation, and his master, these two Jindan cultivators, will be the biggest obstacles for me after entering the Earth Demon Island."
"Fortunately...these two have very obvious weaknesses. Even if I can't defeat them in terms of cultivation, I won't be afraid."
Xue Kong already had a plan in mind. He took out the jade slip of the formation and activated it. A faint fluorescent light flickered on the jade slip. Then, the jade slip was pulled up by the formation of the stars.
Taking Xue Kong with him, they flew towards the formation in the sky.
Xue Kong did not notice that at this moment, in a corner of Guanglan City, a beautiful woman was looking up, her eyes searching the crowd quickly for his figure.
After finding it, the woman stared at Xue Kong intently, a sneer on her lips, and she also activated the jade slip, letting her body rise into the air: "Xue San! This time, I want to see where you can escape."
“…”
There were constant exclamations and excited sounds coming from all around. For some monks, it was the first time for them to enter the Demon Island, and for some monks, it was the first time for them to fly. This was a special experience for them.
Xue Kong looked calm. As he approached the Star-Shifting Array, his heart, which had been quiet for many days in Guanglan City, became active again. What every cultivator would face next was a life-and-death battle.
After the body sank into the array of star shifting.
Xue Kong's eyes blurred and the scene around him changed instantly. He looked normal, and a bronze mirror was already in his hand. At the same time, Xue Kong spread out his spiritual sense, and all the movements around him appeared clearly in his sea of consciousness.
Xue Kong found that he was in a plain.
There were many cultivators around who appeared here like him. Most of these people might be using the teleportation formation for the first time. After appearing here, they seemed to have not reacted yet and looked confused.
Ten feet away from Xue Kong, there was a young cultivator, whose cultivation level was around the eleventh level of Qi Condensation. After he appeared, he had a look of pain on his face, pressing his hands against his head, and cried out, "My head hurts so much."
"Why do I feel dizzy? Do I need to use my cultivation to resist using the teleportation array?"
As soon as this man finished speaking, a woman next to him, who had just come back to her senses from her daze, heard these words and her eyes fell on the storage bag on the man's waist, and then a hint of greed flashed in her eyes.
As she raised her hand, a red silk appeared in her hand. The red silk was like a poisonous snake, nimbly rushing straight to the neck of the dizzy monk.
It seemed as if he was going to strangle the monk to death in the next moment.
Just as Hong Ling approached the monk, the monk suddenly turned around, without any trace of pain on his face. He raised his right hand and grabbed Hong Ling fiercely, while at the same time he threw out a long sword with his left hand, shooting it towards the woman at a rapid speed.
The woman's face changed drastically. She immediately realized she had been tricked and screamed, "You lied to me!"
Just as she was about to take the next step, a huge pulling force suddenly came from the red silk in her hand, pulling her body and causing her to stumble forward.
It turned out that the monk was pulling the red silk hard.
The woman was careless for a moment and was pierced through the heart by the sword. Her eyes showed unwillingness and suddenly became dim and her body slowly collapsed to the ground.
A look of joy flashed across the monk's face. He quickly put the red silk into his storage bag, ran over quickly, grabbed the storage bag at the woman's waist, put it in his arms, and looked around.
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