The fire drew out an arc that was thousands of meters long.
There was no violent explosion, no violent fluctuation, or a sea of fire all over the sky.
It was like a sharp knife cutting through the skin.
All of a sudden, the sky was cut open, as if it had been quietly cut open.
Three shivering figures appeared behind the cut.
Every one of them was Holy Land Realm cultivators.
But they were wearing the robe of Heaven's Edge Sect disciples.
However, the difference was that their robes had the mark of Crape Myrtle Sect.
And there was a small embroidery mark under each mark.
Caspian remembered that he had seen the same embroidery mark on General of Cloud.
"It's... you..."
He spat out a few words.
Although it was intermittent, at this moment, it made people feel as if a black cloud was pressing down on them, filling the city with snow and wind.
One of Holy Land Realm cultivators was still trying to say something, but his lips had just moved. Before he could make a sound, the fire of Flame Severing burned him into a torch.
Next, the other two could not escape from the same fate.
Except for a palm-sized leaf-shaped magic treasure glowing with green light, the rest of them, including their bodies, magic robes, flying swords, and storage pouches, were all burned to ashes.
When the leaf-shaped magic treasure was sucked into Caspian's hand, the black color in his eyes quickly faded away and returned to normal.
Caspian heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at the ashes being blown away by the sea breeze, he shook his head and said, "They must have Crape Myrtle Exquisite Bombs on them. Isn't it too extravagant to burn them like this?"
After a while, a faint voice came from his sea of consciousness. "You have... me... Why do you still want... something else..."
"You can't be relied on." Caspian shook his head and turned to look at Handsome and Little Candy which were flying toward him.
At this moment, Handsome, which was full, was lying comfortably on Little Candy's back with its belly up.
The majestic Mirage White Tiger carried the little white pig and flew quickly in the air.
At this time, Caspian found that Little Candy's flying speed was faster than he had imagined.
Even if it was not as good as Heaven-Earth Chessboard, it seemed that there was not much difference.
It seemed that the little tiger had improved a lot during the period when he was not there.
After flying over, Little Candy threw itself into Caspian's arms.
Handsome threw a storage pouch under its body to Caspian.
This was what Caspian had told it before. It could eat people, but storage magic treasures must be left behind.
"Heavenly Spirit Realm is so delicious. How can it be so delicious?" Handsome was still unsatisfied, but at the same time, it winked at Caspian meaningfully.
"Since you said that Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators are delicious, then don't think about Holy Land Realm cultivators anymore. Their meat is too hot and doesn't taste good." Caspian said at this moment.
"It’s okay. I'll swallow it all in one go." Handsome argued reasonably.
As it spoke, it was unknown if it was thinking of the three Holy Land Realm cultivators who had just been burned to ashes by the fire, but it was drooling again.
Caspian ignored it and focused on the storage pouch in his hand.
There was a Restriction formation in Jin Zhuying's storage pouch.
However, with a sweep of Caspian Divine Sense, the restriction formation was torn into pieces, and then he reached in unscrupulously.
There were not many good things in Jin Zhuying's storage pouch.
The most precious treasures, the Transformation Dragon Whip and the Savage Demon Sacred Pillar, had been taken away by Caspian last time.
This time, it seemed that there was no time to prepare good things.
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