Fake Core Stage (1)
"Weng…"
Even though the Gu Poison Sect cultivators who understood a little bit had no intention of putting out the fire, as the Grand Elder of the Gu Poison Sect, Miao Renfa could not just watch Zhu Wuyang act so arrogantly.
Therefore, the fighter jet Miao Renfa was sent out again, buzzing toward Lake Island.
The spiritual weapon that Miao Renfa was piloting was quite magical. Its sound was very similar to some of the fighter jets that Zhu Wuyang had on Earth. Of course, it also sounded like a special animal.
A green-headed fly!
"Zhu Wuyang, get out here and accept your death!"
When Miao Renfa rushed to the island at his fastest speed, the place was already surrounded by a sea of fire, and Zhu Wuyang's figure could no longer be seen.
Zhu Wuyang was not a fool. How could he continue to stay here after setting the fire? He was different from many cultivators in the Gu Poison Sect.