Facing eight ancient and modern experts, it was impossible for the Wulin Alliance to retreat safely, so He Qinghai decided to lead hundreds of martial arts masters to fight against the opponent in order to buy time for Bai Banxie, Sun Butong and others to escape.
He Qinghai's idea of a strong man breaking his arm is a good idea. Facing an unbeatable strong man, they can only sacrifice their lives for justice.
However, what is regrettable is that the opponent this time is too strong. Even if He Qinghai and others try their best, they may not be able to stop several ancient and modern experts.
In the blink of an eye, He Qinghai and others, who rushed towards the one-eyed man and planned to risk their lives to cover the retreat of their companions, were shocked by a strange force.
Before He Qinghai and others continued to approach the one-eyed man, the ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked into cracks, and then the cracks looked like boiling kettles, spewing hot steam.
The next second, the crack bloomed with red light, like a volcano erupting, with wisps of fiery lava rising from the ground to the sky.
"Great Shaman of the Flame Spirit, they are here to find me." Munijia looked sideways at the fat old man with a hunchback in the distance.
"Insulting weak Central Plains warriors, such an interesting game, how can you not let me join in the fun." The fat old man with a hunchback raised his arms and jumped from the earth.
The flaming lava spurted out from the cracks immediately gathered into fiery snakes, opening their bloody mouths and swallowing He Qinghai and the others.
"ah!"
For a time, screams of excruciating pain resounded one after another on the battlefield.
The place where hundreds of He Qinghai warriors are has become a hell on earth where the fire roars and the sky is made. The place where they are is like a volcanic crater that is erupting lava. Fire springs with a diameter of three meters break out of the ground and rush up to the sky.
Ten meters in the air.
After the fire springs break out of the ground, they will not subside immediately. They are like living lava snakes and bobbit worms on the seabed, rooted in the ground and twisting around.
Just when He Qinghai and others were shocked by the sudden world-destroying fire, the molten fire snake that evolved from the fire spring suddenly opened its bloody mouth and pounced on them.
More than thirty huge molten fire snakes, like the overlords at the top of the food chain, were constantly hunting He Qinghai and the others.
Hundreds of Central Plains warriors among more than thirty giant fire snakes are like helpless and powerless dwarves standing at the feet of the giant beast. When the fire snakes pounce, they can be swallowed up in one bite.
"Get away! Get away quickly!" He Qinghai yelled heartbreakingly. More than thirty fire snakes, like swimming dragons, jumped up and down on the battlefield. All Central Plains warriors who were swallowed up by them would wail in agony.
It turned into a charred corpse.
In less than a minute, more than fifty warriors from the Central Plains died in the refining fire of hell on earth.
"It shouldn't be our turn to take action today." The Yuanye War King glanced sideways at the Xuntian Sanren. He probably wanted to say that with the current virtue of the Central Plains warriors, they can escape from the genius monster today.
"I'm also happy to see it come to fruition." Xuntian Sanren smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't take the bet between the two seriously, or perhaps, until this moment, he still felt that the National Preceptor's prophecy
Can't be wrong.
"It is said that the martial arts warriors in the Central Plains are very loyal to the Jianghu. Now you are watching your companions turn into charcoal one after another. Don't you feel guilty in your heart?" The sixty-year-old old man shouted to Bai Banxie and others with a smile: "
Are you really not going to save them?"
"..." Bai Banxie stared at the sixty-year-old old man in front of him.
The old man in sixties, like the one-eyed man, suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking the path of the Wulin Alliance. "I won't let you cross this line, but I can guarantee that if you go back to rescue your companions, I will not sneak attack you from behind.
You." The sixty-year-old man raised his finger and pointed at He Qinghai and the other warriors who were in deep trouble.
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"You!" Bai Banxie clenched his fist tightly. The sixty-year-old old man and the barbarian warriors were just like a cat playing with a mouse, taking them for fun.
He Qinghai originally wanted to take hundreds of people and risk his life to drag down a group of barbarian warriors and cover the retreat of Bai Banxie and others.
Unfortunately, the opponent's strength was too terrifying, and He Qinghai and others could not stop several ancient and modern experts.
At this time, the Flame Spirit Great Shaman of the Deer Kingdom could make He Qinghai and others miserable just by himself.
The sixty-year-old old man pointed at He Qinghai and others and motioned for Bai Banxie and his party to go back for rescue. He just wanted to see them struggling painfully in the lava fire.
To put it bluntly, I am a knife and you are a fish, I can do with you how I want.
What made Bai Banxie feel most humiliated was that the Xuntian Sanren, the Wilderness War King, and the middle-aged women who were watching the show deliberately made a way for Bai Banxie and others to support He Qinghai and attack.
The one-eyed man Zi Mu Ni Jia, and the Great Shaman of Flame Spirit.
The plight of He Qinghai and others was obvious to everyone on the battlefield. They were like ants on a hot pot, one by one being devoured by fire snakes and burned into charred corpses.
To be sure, the Flame Spirit Great Shaman of the Deer Kingdom intentionally controlled the molten fire snakes to slowly, playfully, and mercilessly hunt down the Central Plains warriors.
Games...yes, exactly games.
The Great Shaman of Flame Spirit said before starting, how could you not let me join in on such an interesting game?
At this moment, He Qinghai and other Central Plains warriors were like playing dodge ball. They had to constantly dodge the attacks of the molten fire snakes.
The Flame Spirit Great Shaman is like a performer, waving his baton, swinging his hands and arms, and controlling the molten fire snake to devour the Central Plains warriors.
Moreover, when the Flame Spirit Great Shaman hunts down Central Plains warriors, he will give priority to killing He Qinghai’s fellow disciples.
To be sure, he deliberately kept He Qinghai around. He wanted to make He Qinghai helpless as he watched his relatives and friends, one by one, being roasted into charcoal by the refining fire he controlled.
Because the incompetent and furious look of the Central Plains warriors is really interesting.
Tina and Xia Lu saw the situation of He Qinghai, Bai Banxie and the martial arts alliance and were anxious in their hearts. They had to find a way to help them get out of trouble. However...
"You can't help them. Even if you bring down the power from the sky, it won't help." Wu Feng smiled contemptuously. He could see that Tina and Xia Lu were both in a hurry.
Tina tried to pull away several times to help He Qinghai and others out of the siege, even using her own trump card to disrupt the battle and give everyone in the Wulin Alliance a chance to evacuate.
Unfortunately, Tina's innermost thoughts have already been penetrated by Master Wufeng. As soon as she makes a move, Master Wufeng will try his best to hinder her.
But having said that, when Tina and Xia Lu competed with Wu Feng, they always felt a little inconsistent. This sense of dissonance depends on the enemy's attitude towards them...
After the reinforcements of the barbarian troops appeared, their attention should be focused on the two of them first.
Because they were fighting against Master Wufeng, they were the most vigilant enemies at first glance. However, a group of barbarian masters ignored them intentionally or unintentionally... Tina and Xia Lu did not know that Master Wufeng needed to take her.
The two of them went to reward Sun Yat-sen, so they naturally wondered why the enemy would let them go.
Previously, the hunched-over fat old man teased Master Wu Feng that his injury had not yet fully recovered, and that it was a bit difficult to deal with the two little girls. It was precisely because they had received a hint from Master Wu Feng not to interfere in the battle between him and the two girls.
Tina and Xia Lu fought against Wu Feng, intent on rescuing the Central Plains warriors who were trapped in the fire refining, but they had too little time to do it and lacked the strength to do so.
Bai Banxie, Sun Fangjin and others were caught in a dilemma. The sixty-year-old man stood in front with his hands behind his hands and watched their jokes. Should they continue to break out and retreat? Or... go back to help He Qinghai and others?
You must know that the Wulin Alliance is almost in a dead situation at present, and it means death anyway. It is better to go back and join He Qinghai and others, and then fight back to back until the last moment.
However, when Bai Banxie and others hesitated, He Qinghai was already on the verge of collapse. He was trapped in a sea of fire, with the charred corpses of his companions everywhere. At this moment, he felt extremely desperate. He didn't know what to do.
He could only watch helplessly as the dragon passed by the fire snake, devouring his companions one bite after another.
Several times, He Qinghai even rushed forward regardless of his own safety, pushing away his fellow disciples who were about to be swallowed up by the refining fire, and sacrificing himself to protect his fellow disciples.
What makes He Qinghai hateful is that Lianhuo actually bypassed him and went to devour the fellow disciple who had just been rescued by him. The scene seemed like he personally pushed the fellow disciple into the sea of fire.
He Qinghai sincerely felt that they were like a group of rats locked in a cage, and the barbarian warrior who controlled the fire refining was the master holding a dagger. He could kill any rat he wanted to.
"Have you noticed that these disgusting Central Plains beasts now look like burnt cockroaches and smell quite good, hahahaha..." A middle-aged woman from Jibao Kingdom saw the Central Plains warriors one after another.
Being roasted into charcoal, he was suddenly very amused and burst into laughter.
"Cockroaches can run better than them. Look at those idiots in the middle. They are obviously not injured but they are motionless."
"Those children have been frightened for a long time. Why do you keep them?" The middle-aged woman had already seen a dozen Central Plains warriors in the fire refining field. They were in a trance and knelt on the ground helplessly.
It means that the soul is broken, completely despairing, and has given up the struggle.
"Isn't it funny that they look so frightened? But since Mrs. Gogoba doesn't want to see them, I'll send them on their way." The hunched fat old man suddenly raised his hand, and the ten lava snakes looked like they were weaving birdcages.
The barbed wire fences shot up into the sky together, condensing into a focal point.
The focus absorbed ten molten fire snakes and turned into a giant fireball like the blazing sun.
The giant fireball was located directly above the dozen or so Central Plains warriors kneeling in despair...
Perhaps feeling the heat of the fire, the Central Plains warrior who was kneeling on the ground raised his head in a daze.
Finally...it's my turn...
Seeing the giant fireball falling towards them, the warriors who felt helpless and desperate did not have a trace of fear in their hearts, but instead felt a sense of relief that they would be freed immediately.
Because the brothers, relatives, and loved ones who were traveling with them today were already one step ahead of them and were swallowed up by the molten fire.
They tried their best to resist, they cursed hysterically, and they struggled with their lives, but in the end, they still couldn't change the fate of their relatives and friends, who were burned to charcoal one by one under their eyes.