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

The cultivators from all directions were in a daze.

They were still a little unbelievable that the Rakshasa Island, which claimed to be unbreakable, was broken, and the dignified Rakshasa Island master, the top strong man in Yun Mihai, died so easily, without even a sound.

"Quick! Go!"

After the sound of the sound, they came to their senses and screamed, looking 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 that even if he returns to the island and opens the formation, he will not be able to stop it for long. Instead, he will be taken away. They must escape far away and go to Yunzhou or Leizhou to join those super forces.

In this way, they have a glimmer of hope.

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

On the ship of the demon clan, Emperor Peng shouted.

He tried hard to activate the ship, tearing a void in front of him, and was about to get in.

But at this moment, he glanced at the Rakshasa Island beside him, and the next moment, he was stunned.

The pair of tiger eyes were almost protruding.

What did he see!

A divine furnace that was so large that it was unimaginable was hanging upside down on the Rakshasa Island, and its size was still rising. In the furnace, there were golden divine fires rolling, burning, emitting a terrifying aura.

Below, those figures who were about to escape were all stunned by the momentum emitted by the divine furnace, and then they were sucked over.

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

Once inside, there was no sound.

Even those emperors could not escape and were taken in by this divine furnace.

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

The divine furnace began to shrink, fell down, and returned to the white-clothed Holy Ancestor.

Gulu!

Emperor Peng swallowed with difficulty, his body could no longer control himself and began to tremble.

Hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators!

There are also a group of emperors!

Just been refined in a furnace?

What a horrifying and terrifying magical power this is!

"Oh my god!"

On the other side, Haoran, who was wearing a golden robe, shivered in fear and his scalp was almost blown up.

Hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators have been refined in one furnace!

He had never seen such an amazing method!

This person is such a terrifying person!

"Go away!"

He screamed heart-wrenchingly, urged the ship, and rushed into the ripples of the void wildly.

Everyone on this Zhengqi Alliance ship was crazy and their eyes were red.

They tried their best, gritted their teeth, and frantically poured immortal energy into the ship so that the big ship could run faster and stay away from the terrifying monster!

"Damn it! OK, I'll join in the fun!"

Real person Haoran almost wanted to slap himself a few times.

If they didn't come, they could escape this disaster, but now they are in trouble.

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

"You guys run very fast!"

After wearing it twice, just after they were a little safer, suddenly, a cold voice suddenly rang above their heads. When they looked up, they were almost scared to death.

There, two golden figures stood there, their appearance exactly the same as the white-clothed saint.

"This is the true spirit of not obsessed!"

Real person Haoran screamed in shock and his face was pale.

"Stay all!"

The two true spirits took action together and slapped each other.

Boom boom!

The ship exploded immediately, and the gods of the seven tribulations were bombarded at the same time, and the eight tribulations were also vomiting blood.

"die!"

Two golden figures rushed over like ghosts, and they pointed out their fingers in front of each of the eight tribulations.

After eight disasters, my eyes immediately dim and I fell down.

However, they were instantly wiped out their souls.

Once the soul is destroyed, no matter how strong your body is, it will be useless.

"now you!"

After killing everyone, two figures rushed over and slapped at the real person Haoran.

Bang bang!

Two roars.

Another scream, Haoran vomited blood and flew backwards.

Two figures flew over, and then they pointed out one finger together, erasing the ten thousand-foot-foot-thousand true spirits in the immortal orifice of Haoran.

Tang Hao has always wanted the soul of the human race, and he will kill it.

The two true spirits held their bodies and looked around, and confirmed that there was no living mouth. They raised their hands and took a look. All the treasures falling from all directions were flew into a ring and then turned around and left.

On the other side, several large demon ships were still galloping, traveling through the void wildly, fleeing towards Leizhou.

"Hurry and hurry!"

They were still urging wildly, and they kept bursting at the fastest speed.

"Then...what is that?"

They were about to tear open the void and continue to shuttle. At this time, someone raised his eyes and found several golden divine lights that were galloping in the sky.

"It's the true spirit that is not ignorant!"

"It was that old monster who caught up!"

Emperor Peng, Emperor Whale and others looked up and were so scared that they were no longer looking.

One, two, three...the six real spirits!

This...how is this possible!

Aren’t the ordinary Nine Tribulation Holy Ancestors all from one true spirit? Both paths are already extremely rare, how could there be as many as six paths?

Just as they were shocked, the six true spirits fell down together, and rushed towards the three large ships in pairs.

Boom boom boom boom!

The next moment, three large ships exploded together.

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

Faced with the pursuit of the Six Paths of Bumilius True Spirit, he had no hope of escaping.

He is finished, and his Ten Thousand Demon Island is completely finished!

He stood there blankly, letting two true spirits sweep, and pointed at him together.

Then, his eyes lost their spirit, became dull, and his whole body lost its vitality and fell back.

A true spirit stopped, and there was already a true spirit in his palm, but it was a golden divine peng.

Another true spirit raised his hand and took away the body of Emperor Peng.

In Tang Hao's eyes, the demon clan is no different from the prehistoric beasts. Since he is not the same clan, he naturally won't be polite.

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

All these demons were sucked, their bodies were taken away, and all the treasures were collected. The six real spirits all soared into the sky.

There were several real spirits in all sides of the Yunmi Sea, and they caught up with several large fleeing ships and killed them one by one.

Even the fastest large ship cannot escape the pursuit of the Bumei True Spirit.

Soon, the true spirit returned and returned to Rakshasa Island, bringing a bunch of treasures.

They threw a ring and went back to the fairy orifice above their heads.
Chapter completed!