Chapter 1711

"We've already joined the Abyss farming team, who cares about all that anymore."

Zhao the Monk's face was expressionless. "The Buddha can't even protect me! How could he possibly protect the people of the world? If you need to cry, then cry."

"Then let's do as the monk says!"

The scar-faced middle-aged man rolled his wrist, his gaze turning icy cold.

"...... What are you going to do?"

Tianyuan Haimo held up the phone in his hand and waved it, his tone utterly serious and solemn. "You are members of the Extreme Path, aren't you? I've already called the police! The police will be here soon...... I'm advising you to take responsibility for yourselves."

Ignoring Tianyuan Haimo's words, the young man in sunglasses flicked his wrist. With a flash, a lightsaber stabbed into her wrist, shot through, and pierced into the earth, slicing through bricks and stone as easily as tofu.

This sight made the pupils of Tianyuan Haimo's group of three contract sharply.

They vaguely sensed that the situation was not what they had imagined.

If they really were members of the Extreme Path, would they instantly reveal a weapon like a lightsaber that looks like something out of a sci-fi work? If members of the Extreme Path had this kind of ability, why would they still be members of the Extreme Path? The young man in sunglasses said calmly, "Do I make my move, or do you make yours?"

"I'll do it...... saves the trouble of destroying the body and erasing the traces!"

The scar-faced middle-aged man formed several hand seals with his palms, then placed his hand beside his mouth and blew gently. "Fire Style.

Fire Bullet."

Blazing flames erupted and hurtled toward the three girls.

And the expressions on the three girls' faces also changed dramatically at this moment.

"...... It shot out, flames."

Nan Qinli stared blankly at the scene.

She could even feel the scorching heat rushing toward her face.

Is she in a dream............... The next breath, space twisted.

Su Han and the others' figures suddenly appeared.

In the very first instant of their arrival, they saw a great fireball rushing toward them.

Ram furrowed her brow, stepped forward, and reached out to press lightly. The flames were instantly gathered into her palm, unable to advance a single inch.

"Master, it seems that our coming to this world is not purely...... just for sightseeing,"

Ram reported with an expressionless face. She felt the matter was not that simple.

However, after a slight pause, Ram added another sentence, "It's also hard to say...... after all, this flame really doesn't have much killing power."

With a flick of her wrist, the flames whooshed and hurtled toward the group.

The scar-faced middle-aged man's face changed abruptly.

"Who are you people? Other Reincarnators, why are you interfering with our mission?"

The scar-faced middle-aged man roared while rapidly forming hand seals with his palms. "...... Water Style.

Water Formation Wall Technique!"

As the cold words fell, a massive wall of water swiftly rose up. The flames struck it, and a great amount of water vapor exploded outward.

Everything was extinguished.

Before he could heave a sigh of relief, the next instant, his pupils contracted sharply.

Ram's body was wreathed in flames, the burning air twisting around her. The blazing flames followed Ram's will and whooshed outward in all directions, standing upon the walls on all four sides, in the void above and the earth below, sealing off every possible escape route.

The entire world, in an instant, transformed into a sea of flames.