I Have a City in a Different World

The Lone Star Taoist roared, waving his fists and smashing into the void, as if he could smash the mountain into a collapse.

But that kind of breeze is invisible and invisible, even if it is hit by a fist, it is not hurt at all.

There seemed to be a burst of laughter coming from the wind, with a touch of contempt and ridicule.

From the wound on the Demon God, magma began to flow out continuously, like a waterfall of flames falling from the sky.

It gives people the feeling that this Demon God, who just broke through the seal, is condensed from magma.

"The dignified commander of the wind, to actually make a sneak attack and plot, it really is the behavior of the spirit world!"

Lone Star Taoist looked around and said in a cold voice.

"Don't be stubborn if your skills are not as good as others. If I were you, I would obediently get back into the cell, so as not to continue to be embarrassed and suffer!"

The voice of a spy came from the wind, and the tone was full of ridicule. The wound on Daoist Lone Star was obviously caused by the wind master.

There is no respect in the other party's words, nor does he care about the contempt of Daoist Gu Xing.

"Fuck your motherfucker, do you dare to fight with Lao Tzu alone, let's see if I don't tear your stinky mouth!"

The Lone Star Taoist was furious. If he hadn't fought against the gods in the dark clouds, he would not have been successfully attacked by the opponent.

Even if it is cheap, it is a good thing. Facing this kind of bird, Daoist Lone Star simply cannot bear it.

"Hee hee hee……"

The invisible existence simply ignores Daoist Lone Star, and just keeps making sarcastic laughter.

The existence in the dark cloud has escaped the crisis and let out an angry roar.

He had obviously suffered a dark loss when he fought against Daoist Lone Star just now, and he is eager to make up for it at this moment.

I just heard a muffled thunder-like sound, and countless golden fireballs rolled towards Taoist Lone Star.

These golden fireballs are full of rolling runes, like dazzling suns.

"Dare to play with fire in front of Lao Tzu,

I am your ancestor! "

The Lone Star Taoist sneered again and again, waved his arms upwards, and the rolling magma gathered into a magma dragon, rushing towards the golden fireball.

The golden fireball tried to dodge, but the magma dragon kept chasing it, and then swallowed it again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew, as if it could freeze everything in the world.

After the magma dragon that flipped and swam in the air was blown by the bone-piercing cold wind, the flames on his body gradually extinguished, and then gradually became stiff.

Many flying magma dragons turned into a stone and fell from the sky.

With a muffled sound, it was completely smashed to pieces.

At the same time, the annoying laughter sounded again in the air, still with a strong sarcasm.

"It's a little trick again, I really thought I couldn't cure you!"

Watching the magma dragons fall, Daoist Lone Star smashed the ground with both fists, and then saw the earth shake again.

A series of stone walls rose directly from the ground, completely sealing the surrounding ten kilometers.

This is not the end, I saw all kinds of moss growing on the wall more than 30 meters high in an instant.

At the same time, there are flowers and trees, water vines, and constantly appear on these tall walls.

The surroundings of the death arena have been transformed into a woodland garden, which looks lush and lush.

If you look closely at these trees, you will find something unusual. The original trunk and leaves are covered with fine lines.

These are runes that calm the wind and prevent fire. As long as these runes are drawn, even if the wind is swept, they can still remain motionless.

With the appearance of walls and trees, the raging wind suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Even if the gust of wind swept outside, inside this wall, there was no trace of cold wind.

Originally under the cold wind, the magma dragon that kept freezing and falling became more active.

They chased the golden fireball in the sky and devoured it constantly, as if they were devouring the most delicious food.

Outside the tall wall, in the piercing cold wind, there was an angry roar.

The original sneering and ridicule had turned into anger and anger.

The seemingly invincible Gangfeng was completely powerless when faced with the walls of trees.

Sure enough, all things are born, and they must be mutually reinforcing, and the same is true of wars between gods.

No matter how sharp the spear is, there will definitely be a shield that can resist it.

While the three gods were fighting, the monks watching the battle next to them were also watching intently.

"Master, the war between the gods is nothing but the same."

There was a hint of disapproval in the tone of this sentence, and even a hint of disappointment.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful to be punished by God!"

An old man next to him immediately reprimanded him loudly, his face full of fear.

"Master, don't be nervous, what can you say?"

The cultivator didn't take it seriously, and was still arguing.

"Hey, stupid..."

The master was angry and annoyed. This eldest disciple was usually shrewd and arrogant, but he didn't want to become so confused at a critical moment.

The gods are fighting right next to you, but you are commenting indiscriminately next to you, you really don't know whether to live or die.

As soon as this thought arose, I saw a golden fireball being swept away by the tail of a magma dragon.

Looking at the flight path of the fireball, it came straight to them.

"No, run away!"

When a group of monks saw this, they were immediately stunned, and did not hesitate to dodge to escape.

The monk who questioned the gods also dodged and looked behind him subconsciously.

Then he was horrified to see that the golden fireball was hitting him at a rapid rate.

Seeing this, the cultivator was so frightened that he almost collapsed, and hurriedly turned to dodge.

Unexpectedly, the golden fireball seemed to have eyes and chased him directly.

The cultivator was so frightened that he tried his best to dodge, for fear that he would be hit by the golden fireball.

As a result, he found that no matter where he flew, the golden fireball was always chasing behind him.

No matter how you dodge, you can't get rid of it at all.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The cultivator was shocked and angry, roaring in exasperation, while trying to find a way to solve the problem.

With the strength he possesses, he cannot withstand the attack of the golden fireball at all, and the only thing he can do is dodge.

Perhaps there is another way, that is to seek the help of peers.

The cultivator thought of this, and immediately looked not far away, where all his accomplices gathered.

"Master save me!"

While shouting, the cultivator immediately rushed towards the opponent.

When his master saw this, he was startled immediately, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

While running away, he was still cursing loudly.

"You damn bastard, you provoke God's punishment by talking nonsense, and now you want your master to be buried with you.

You have a bad mind, and your heart can be punished. I decided to expel you from the teacher's door now! "

Seeing that the master, who is usually kind and filial, runs faster than a rabbit, the monk's face is full of despair.

As a result, when he turned his eyes, he saw a group of his junior brothers and quickly cried out for help.

"Senior brother is in trouble, you hurry up and come to the rescue!"

When he spoke, his tone was still the same as usual, as if it should be taken for granted.

However, he saw this group of senior brothers and sisters who were obedient to their words, as if avoiding the god of plague, and their speed was a little faster than his master.

Not even talking about running away, just like their master, he kept cursing and swearing.

The meaning of the words is that he was punished for talking nonsense, but he still wanted to involve others in suffering.

With such a bad quality of thinking, what qualifications do you have to become a senior brother?

Seeing the betrayal and separation of relatives, the senior brother was extremely desperate and fell into a state of extreme doubt about life.

He really didn't understand why his own words would provoke such divine punishment?

Just as the idea was born, the golden fireball had already smashed over, followed by an earth-shattering loud noise.

In the eyes of many cultivators, there was not much of a golden fireball, but it spread to a distance of nearly ten kilometers.

None of the cultivator's masters and fellow apprentices were able to escape, and they all turned to dust in the dazzling golden light.