The moment everyone disappeared.

The dark golden flame condensed into two thick pillars of fire, spewing out from Wu Zhiqi's eyes.

Flames go by.

The palaces below were instantly reduced to ashes.

On the ground, two tunnels of unknown depth were plowed out by the pillar of fire, spreading from the imperial palace to the outside of the imperial city.

In the supernatural world.

Before those monks understood what happened, they saw themselves being pulled into a bloody hell world.

The terrifying sight of the sky like blood and bones everywhere scared them so much that they felt endless chills from the bottom of their hearts.

"My surname, why did you drag me into your magical world?"

"Let me... let's go out, or you will ruin this..."

A cultivator who came from a high-ranking sect and wanted to ask Young Master Liang to let him go out.

Thinking of Gong Ziliang's method, he couldn't help adding "we" after the word "I" on his lips.

Just, don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Suddenly, he saw the blood-colored sky above, showing the picture of the outside world.

When he saw the huge imperial city, it was instantly turned into a piece of scorched earth after being swept by the pillar of fire fired by Wuzhi Qimo.

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

The performance of the other monks at this time was no better than him.

All of them were pale, standing there blankly, sweating all over.

"Plop~"

"Ma has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and wrongly blamed Mr. Liang, and please don't be offended by Mr. Liang!"

The Tribulation Transcending Realm who scolded Gong Ziliang angrily knelt down on the ground, kowtowing like garlic.

He wasn't really remorseful.

But looking outside, after Wuzhiqi sprayed out the flames, he didn't stop.

Fearing that Mr. Liang would be unhappy, he really let him out.

However, at this time, Gong Ziliang didn't care about him at all.

"Fuck...fuck!"

At the edge of the supernatural world, Gong Ziliang was observing the outside world.

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 palace treasury.

Before I had time to use it, I was set on fire by Wuzhiqi, and I burned it all up?

next moment.

Gong Ziliang was about to rush out to fight Wu Zhiqi.

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

Suddenly, a voice transmission from Mo Zhongtian sounded.

Suddenly, Gong Ziliang seemed to return to heaven from hell.

"Mr. Mo is indeed a man of great talent!"

Young Master Liang praised Mo Zhongtian from the bottom of his heart. Looking at Mo Zhongtian, he felt that Mo Zhongtian was very pleasing to the eye today.

Immediately.

Gong Ziliang's field of vision returned to Wu Zhiqi from the outside world.

soon.

Gong Ziliang discovered the scar left by Tianlong Zijian on Wuzhiqi Mo's body just now.

In just a short while, he was completely healed.

This made him speechless for a while.

It took a long time to work hard, but the damage caused to Wu Zhiqi was neither painful nor itchy.

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

But those suits are more for defense.

The increase in attack attributes is far inferior to that of the Heavenly Dragon Purple Blade.

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

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

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

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

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

The devilish energy that emanates is enough to cause countless deaths and injuries among those ordinary people.

After a burst of space fluctuations.

Seeing Gong Ziliang reappearing in the field of vision, Wuzhi Qi was no longer as calm as before.

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

The patience that was not much in the first place is almost bottoming out.

Let it just want to shoot Young Master Liang to death, then swallow those human races for a full meal, and go back to the devil world to sleep.

As for staying here.

Wuzhiqi looked at the farther away, the bloody world.

This world will soon be reduced to a place of death worse than the devil world.

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

"Roar!"

With a roar, Wuzhi Qi swung his thick arms and smashed the two rows of hilly muscles in front of his chest.

The aura of the Heavenly God Realm, mixed with evil spirit, emptied out from its blue demon body.

Outside the imperial city.

The faces of those city dwellers were ashen.

Gong Ziliang squinted his eyes, and could tell that this monster had no patience, and was wasting away with him here.

Release those monks in the space of Nether God's Palm and Divine Ability.

Gong Ziliang turned his back to them and said: "Take those city residents outside the city and flee."

In a calm voice, Gong Ziliang did not tell them that he would definitely be able to solve Wu Zhiqi.

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

Some monks originally had great opinions on Young Master Liang.

He thought it was Gong Ziliang who had summoned the monster and put them in the immediate danger.

However, when looking at the standing posture of Young Master Liang.

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

Those monks were silent for a while...

Then coincidentally, they bowed down to Gong Ziliang.

"Mr. Liang, this extreme treasure is the treasure at the bottom of my sect's chest."

"It's useless for the suzerain to keep it. I will give it to Mr. Liang today, hoping to help Mr. Liang."

The old man without a beard, whose body was scorched black as charcoal by lightning earlier, took out a pair of treasure armor filled with aura from the storage ring.

Looking at the old man without need with a painful expression on his face, he wrapped the extreme treasure with aura and sent it to Gong Ziliang.

Some monks couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

That is even more precious than a heaven-level treasure, a treasure of the extreme realm!

Ordinary medium sects, owning one is enough to be the treasure of the sect!

But now, no need for the old man to take it out and donate it to Young Master Liang?

Suddenly, in everyone's minds, the impression of the old man without need just now changed a hundred and eighty degrees.

The two disciples standing behind the old man without need also looked at their master with great admiration, feeling honored.

【Ding! Level 40 non-attribute equipment (green) is detected, should it be recycled directly? 】

However, Gong Ziliang, who was confronting Wu Zhiqi, didn't hear what the old man Wu Need said.

Just after hearing the notification sound from the system, he subconsciously clicked Recycle.

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

Needless to say, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and then thought that it might be that Gong Ziliang had never seen the Extreme Realm Noble Phantasm, so he didn't know how to use it.

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

He was about to explain to Gong Ziliang how to use the Extreme Realm Noble Phantasm.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed...

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