I have a city in another world

Chapter 3049 The gods cannot be questioned
Taoist Lone Star let out an angry roar, and swung his fists to smash into the void, as if he could blast the mountain to collapse.

But that kind of breeze was invisible, even if it was hit by a fist, it didn't suffer any damage at all.

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

From the wound on the demon god's body, magma began to flow out continuously, like waterfalls of flames falling from the sky.

It makes people feel that this demon god who has just broken through the seal is made of magma condensation.

"The majestic master of the wind, actually sneaking up and plotting, it really is the style of the Lingji world!"

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

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

The spy's voice came from the wind, the tone was full of mockery, the wound on Taoist Lone Star was obviously caused by the Master of Wind.

There was no respect in the other party's words, and he also didn't care about the contempt of Taoist Lone Star.

"Fuck your mother, dare to fight with me alone, and see if I don't tear your stinky mouth!"

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

Daoist Gu Xing couldn't bear to face this kind of bird man who was cheap and good-looking.

"Hee hee hee……"

The invisible existence ignored Taoist Lone Star at all, and just kept making mocking laughter.

The existence in the dark cloud has already got rid of the crisis, and let out an exasperated roar.

In the fight with Taoist Gu Xing just now, he obviously suffered a dark loss, and now he is eager to make up for it.

There was a muffled thunder-like sound, and countless golden fireballs rolled and smashed towards Taoist Lone Star.

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

"Dare to play with fire in front of me, I am your ancestor!"

Taoist Lone Star sneered again and again, waved his arms upwards, and the billowing magma gathered into giant magma dragons, rushing towards the golden fireball.

The golden fireball tried to dodge, but the giant magma dragon kept chasing it, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blows, as if it can freeze everything in the world.

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

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

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

At the same time, the annoying laughter came from the air again, still full of sarcasm.

"Come to play tricks again, I really thought I couldn't cure you!"

Watching the giant magma dragons fall, Taoist Lone Star hit the ground with both fists, and then saw the ground shake again.

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

This is not the end, I saw that the wall more than 30 meters high was covered with various moss in an instant.

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

The area around the death arena has turned into a woodland garden, which looks lush and lush.

If you observe these trees carefully, you will find abnormalities. The original trunks and leaves are covered with fine lines.

These are the runes that stabilize the wind and ward off fire. As long as this kind of runes are drawn, even if the wind blows, they can still remain motionless.

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

Even though there was a strong wind blowing outside, within this wall, one could not feel the slightest bit of cold wind.

The magma dragon, which was constantly freezing and falling under the cold wind, became more active.

They chased the golden fireball in the sky, devouring it continuously, as if devouring the most delicious food.

Outside the tall wall, amidst the biting cold wind, there were angry roars.

The original sarcasm and ridicule has turned into anger from embarrassment, and the palm of the wind makes the seat urge the strong wind to continuously attack.

The seemingly invincible Gang Feng was completely helpless when facing the walls of trees.

Sure enough, all things in nature must be born and restrained by each other, and the same is true for wars between gods and spirits.

No matter how sharp the spearhead is, there must be a shield to resist it.

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

"Master, this battle between gods and spirits is nothing more than that."

The tone of this sentence is full of disapproval, and even faintly disappointed.

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

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

"Master, don't be nervous, so what if you talk about it?"

The monk didn't take it seriously, and was still quibbling.

"Hey, stupid..."

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

The gods are fighting next to you, but you are making random comments next to you, you really don't know how to live or die.

As soon as this thought came up, a golden fireball was blown away by the tail of a magma fire dragon.

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

"No, run away!"

When a group of monks saw this, they were stunned and fled without hesitation.

The cultivator who questioned the god also dodged and subconsciously looked behind him.

Then he saw in horror that the golden fireball was flying straight towards him.

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

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

The monk was frightened out of his wits, and tried his best to dodge, for fear that he would be hit by the golden fireball.

In the end, 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 it, what's going on?"

The monk was startled and angry, and roared angrily, while trying to find a solution to the problem.

With his strength, he couldn't bear the attack of the golden fireball. The only thing he could do was to dodge.

Perhaps another way is to seek the assistance of your companions.

Thinking of this, the monk immediately looked not far away, where all his accomplices were gathered.

"Master save me!"

While the monk shouted, he immediately rushed towards the opponent.

Seeing this, his master was shocked immediately, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

While running away, he was still cursing loudly.

"You damned bastard, you've provoked God's punishment by talking nonsense, and now you still want Master to be buried with you.

You have a bad mind, and your heart can be punished. I decide to expel you from the sect right now! "

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

As a result, when he turned his gaze, he saw a group of his juniors again, and hurriedly called for help.

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

When he spoke, his tone was still the same as usual, which seemed to be taken for granted.

But he saw that this group of brothers and sisters who usually obeyed their words, seemed to be avoiding the plague god, and their speed was a little faster than his master.

Not only did they run away, they also kept cursing like their master.

The meaning in the words is that he was punished for talking nonsense, but he still wanted to drag others to suffer together.

Such a bad ideological quality, what qualifications do you have to become a senior brother?
Seeing the betrayal of relatives, the senior brother was extremely desperate and fell into a state of extreme doubt about life.

He really didn't understand, why would he provoke such divine punishment with a single word?
As soon as the idea was born, the golden fireball had already smashed over, followed by an earth-shattering loud noise.

In the eyes of many monks, the golden fireball was not very powerful, but it spread for a distance of nearly ten kilometers.

None of the monk's master and senior brothers could escape, and all of them were reduced to dust in the dazzling golden light.

(End of this chapter)