Gao Wu Arrives

Chapter 575: question

"Okay, then let's go." Fu Cheng thought for a while, but he also thought that he would accept it as soon as he saw it. The gains from their trip were not too small. The more than 300 people who had gone to the Funiu Mountains earlier also ran away more than a dozen people.

Later, Li Zongheng and others walked out from other places in Blue Star, came to support Tian Jingwu and the others, fought with Fu Cheng and others, and were killed three more.

These three are all powerful in the late stage of Infinite Realm, and they are definitely not the Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere.

Starry sky.

Tian Jingwu and the three fellows madly bombarded the outer wall of the bronze sacred cauldron. At this moment, the bronze sacred cauldron was enlarged to a height of thousands of miles.

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

The four people used various methods, bombarded with fists and feet, or magical powers of Taoism, etc., and the gorgeous rainbow light hit the copper wall time and time again, each time it struck it slightly laterally.

finally.

With a buzzing sound, the huge bronze **** cauldron began to shrink and behave rapidly in the starry sky, and it quickly became hundreds of meters high.

With a "poof", a number of figures spurted out of the bronze divine cauldron.

Tian Jingwu and the others tightened their bodies, and then relaxed again, because they had already seen that the figures that Ben squirted out were all theirs.

"Why are there three people missing?" Tian Jingwu's eyes moved.

The three comrades around him were also stunned, and only five people were sprayed out of the divine cauldron.

They couldn't help looking at Zhao Xiyi.

Twelve of them were divided into three teams, and now only Zhao Xiyi is alone.

Zhao Xiyi's expression was a little embarrassed, but it quickly turned into a painful color, and sighed: "Three fellow Taoists, including Li Zongheng and I were attacked by the enemy. I... alas... ."

He was grateful in his heart.

Li Zongheng and Lin Jiannan were really defeated by Lin Feng and they were killed. Fortunately, he slipped away first. Otherwise, wouldn't they have to follow in the footsteps of the two?

"Zhao Xiyi, why are you still alive?!"

Two people stood up next to Tian Jingwu, and another four-person team that had just escaped also stood up. His eyes were gloomy, and he asked.

Of course, Li Zongheng, Lin Jiannan, and the great master who was killed by Lin Feng were not alone.

Everyone is a big sect from Taiyi realm. And in order to prevent accidents, they all came together.

Earlier, when the twelve people of the gods were divided into three teams, in order to prevent people from leaving the gods but not rescuing others and ran away directly, they all separated the people from the same sect.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Xiyi said with a solemn expression, "Do you have to die to make you feel better?"

He explained to the three people earnestly: "I am also very sad when the three Taoists died. But I can't do anything about it. We were attacked in the divine cauldron, and the four of us were scattered... .."

"I think you betrayed my brother!" Zhang Siyuan, Li Zongheng's brother, gritted his teeth.

Lin Jiannan's uncle Zhang Moyan also said coldly: "Zhao Xiyi, have you really done nothing?"

"I do not have!"

Zhao Xiyi yelled, and then he pointed his finger towards Shending, who quickly escaped far away: "Don't ask me again, ask them again and they will run away!"

He changed the subject, but no one paid any attention.

Li Siyuan just glanced over there and then retracted his gaze, and said angrily: "Earlier, the twelve of us couldn't take it down, but now there are only nine of them. That's a fart. It's not bad if we won't be taken down!"

If you continue to fight, you may be able to kill one or two people on Lin Feng's side, but they will definitely suffer heavy losses here. Everyone knew this in their hearts, so although they gritted their teeth with hatred, they all held back it and did not pursue it.

Zhao Xiyi's heart sinks slightly, he feels like he has become a soft persimmon and a punching bag.