destroy.

The cultivators on the small island are no match for these powerful men.

One blow brought them despair like an abyss.

Seven powerful men in the realm of gods died in one fell swoop.

The whole sky was also filled with blood rain.

When the islanders saw the strong man guarding them, the smoke cleared away.

His eyes were full of coldness and despair.

Although their hearts are trembling with fear.

But this moment.

But they didn't back down.

The island is surrounded by waves.

The eyes of the five great saints stayed on them.

When Saint Son Wutian planned to catch them all in one fell swoop, he was stopped by Wujitian.

"Wujitian, don't you feel compassion for these ants?"

In the eyes of cultivators, ordinary people are just ants. Moreover, with their current state, they have long seen all the warmth and coldness of the human world. Therefore, facing this group of powerless people, they still have no sympathy and compassion.

pity.

Everyone who knows about this will die.

Even if they don't know it.

But he still has to die.

This is the way things are done in the Holy Land: domineering, arrogant, and those who disobey will die.

"Since entering the island, haven't all your people, including you, lost contact with the saint?" Wuji Tian said coldly.

Wutian looked ferocious: "What does this have to do with you, and what does it have to do with them."

"A living person is always more useful than a dead person."

Wujitian used the soul-searching technique on one of them.

If you search for the souls of ordinary people, the person whose soul is searched will undoubtedly die. Even if you don't die, you will become an idiot.

Sure enough, after the man couldn't bear the mental oppression, he bled to death.

Wujitian's expression is unpredictable.

There are always no words.

"How about it?"

someone else asked.

Wujitian didn't know how to answer.

The other four people also caught one person and used Soul Search, but then they fell silent like Wujitian.

"How could such a thing happen?"

Deep in the hearts of these people, there is a powerful restraining force.

They cannot peek into their innermost memories.

It seems that when you mention a restricted area on an island, you will be blocked immediately.

But they saw the person they were looking for from the memories of these islanders.

"Although I don't know what it is, I can already confirm that the saint is on this island." Wutian was in a good mood.

More than twenty years.

Finally there is news.

Now it is time for troubled times to come.

As long as the saint is brought back, the holy place has a chance to be unified.

And all five of them will be candidates for the unification of the Holy Land.

Once you become a Holy Lord.

Only then can they become the Lords of Eternity.

"Tell me, tell me the whereabouts of that woman, and you won't have to die."

Wutian threatened.

But the crowd remained indifferent, looking as if they were dead.

"You devils!!"

"Killing our relatives, we will never bow to the devil!!!" the islanders said excitedly.

"Stubborn!!"

The person who spoke suddenly turned into blood.

"As long as you tell them where they went, I will spare your life. My patience is limited!!" Wu Tian said coldly.

Are these stupid people really not afraid of death?

Aren’t the islanders afraid?

Afraid.

Of course I'm afraid.

They are just a group of ordinary people with no cultivation. Facing the supreme power in the world, they have no room to resist.

But they have Gongsun's blood in their bones.

How can they bow their heads?

Relatives died to protect them.

Maybe they had foreseen the outcome, and even if they revealed the whereabouts of the woman, they would still die.

Moreover, the woman's whereabouts involve the Gongsun family's forbidden area.

It is a sacred place in their hearts and no one is allowed to defile it.

So even if they die, they will never reveal a word.

"In this case, you all go to hell. I don't believe that the island is so big and can disappear out of thin air!!"

"Kill all of you, and we can still find the person we are looking for by digging three feet into the ground!!" Wuyuan said domineeringly.

Others had no objections.

Wujitian, on the other hand, was silent for a moment and said: "They are just a group of ordinary people, let me give it a try."

Wujitian stepped forward.

The other four great saints still gave him this face.

"Is it worth risking all of your lives for an unrelated person?"

"Besides, we are not bad people, that girl is one of our tribesmen, we just took her home." Wujitian said.

The soul-searching techniques all failed. If I had known this, a few cultivators should have been left behind just now. Maybe they knew where those two people had gone, but now that things have happened, they can only try their best to make up for it.

I hope to know the whereabouts of the Saint from these people's mouths.

After all, this time, they must bring the Saint back to the realm of eternity.

The islanders were silent.

"I can guarantee that as long as you tell her whereabouts, I will never let anyone hurt you, including me, including them."

"We just want to take the saint home." Wuji Tiandong expressed his love and reason, hoping to impress these people.

“Stop being pretentious here!!”

"Absolutely impossible!!" But Wujitian didn't expect that the attitude of the islanders would be so decisive.

"Hahaha, Wujitian, I didn't expect you to actually feel sympathy, but I really miss others and don't appreciate it."

"If that's the case, then I'll do things my way?" Wu Tian came to the island.

Came in front of the islanders.

That powerful majesty cannot be endured by ordinary people.

However, Wutian did not release his divine thoughts to them.

Instead, he looked at the group of people in front of him with interest, and then his eyes lit up.

"Haha, I have thought of a way to get them to show up."
To be continued...