In the shocked and astonished eyes of the masters, Tam swung his big tongue and short legs, and flew over with a smile at an amazing speed that was extremely inconsistent with his round body.

Master Qingxia felt a terrifying aura coming to his face, and clenched his fists with both hands to release his magic power, and blocked everyone with a serious expression.

But Tam just glanced at him with disgust: "You don't taste delicious, get out of the way!"

It did not use any unfathomable martial arts or magic, but just used the most primitive and barbaric way to lean down and use its smooth and shiny big round head to hit it.

This collision actually forced Master Qingxia's iron fist that condensed powerful magic power, which instantly turned into an out-of-control bore shell, and flew out of control for more than a hundred meters.

"What?!" Ravi and others changed their qualities.

Seeing that the bloody mouth was approaching in an instant, they could see the reflection of the yellow demon boys clearly, and they had to burst out the greatest power at the first time.

The six masters worked together to release an extremely solid magic shield.

Tam hit a crack on his head, but he failed to break the defense. Instead, because his body was too round and bounced back by this "transparent wall".

"Hu..." Master Ravi was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But what he didn't expect was that at the next moment:

Before Tam could fall to the ground, the ground beneath him turned into a pool of water out of thin air. Tam fell heavily into the pool, but at the same time, he drilled out of the land behind the masters.

Then, without waiting for the masters to react, Tam's wide and thick tongue became bigger and longer like a golden cudgel, and quickly expanded to a huge size of more than ten meters...

"Giant tongue whipped!" The giant tongue fell down, arousing a fierce wave of air.

The magic barrier constructed by the six masters in an instant turned into magic fragments all over the sky. These six masters were also ruthlessly shot into the ground after breaking through the shield.

"Be careful!" The masters immediately struggled and got up from the tongue-shaped pit on the ground, rolled out in a mess, barely avoiding Tam's huge tongue falling again.

Their faces became extremely solemn, and they all realized the horror of this monster.

What the masters didn't know was that this was just the result of Tam deliberately restraining his power because he was worried about causing sanctions from the Soul of Ionia.

They also believe that they may still have a chance of winning against Tam.

So the masters quickly recovered in panic and gathered together to try to fight against Tam's fierce offensive.

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"Not bad." Tam shook his catfish beard: "Life lies in exercise, and this makes it more flavorful."

Then, he started fighting with the six masters like a cat playing with a mouse.

On this side, Tam has already fought with the masters in full swing.

On the other hand, Master Kushu and the masters of the Brotherhood met Shen, Jie, Kainan and others with embarrassment and did not take action for a long time.

no way...

Kushu said that the master is facing his son, fellow disciple, and disciple.

Shen, Jie, Kainan, Meimu, Akali and others faced their father, master, and leader.

"Father." Shen asked, "Why? You taught us to adhere to tradition and maintain balance, and why do we betray balance?"

"..." Kushu said that the master was silent for a long time, but his expression quietly changed from the embarrassment at the beginning to the firmness.

"I'm not betraying equilibrium." He talked about his previous theory: "I'm just protecting equilibrium in the right way."

"I teach you to adhere to tradition because the spiritual realm also needs the protection of the balanced sect; I chose the Navoli Brotherhood because the material realm requires a new order brought by the Brotherhood."

"The times have changed, and I just follow the trend. Do you understand? My child." The Master Kushuo became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and even said to Shen and others in turn:

"Shen, Meimu, Kennan, I was afraid that you would not accept it, so I didn't tell you the truth. Now that you already know my intention, that's just right..."

"Go back to me, everyone - let the Balance Sect join the Navoli Brotherhood, and help me get Ionia back to Balance!"

Master Kushu actually sent an invitation in front of the formation, trying to become the master of the Twilight Eye again, and let Shen, Kenan, Meimu and others admire him.

But...

Just be silent.

Kennan replied politely: "This is not the responsibility of Twilight Eye. You have crossed the line and said bitterly."

"Talk of bitterness." Master Meimu looked at him coldly: "My husband, your junior brother, is dead. He died in the farce you started two years ago."

"My disciple is disabled. Because your subordinate, the Navoli Brotherhood, came to the village to catch the strong men, disturbing the balance."

Master Kushuo's face changed slightly, and he seemed to be struggling.

Finally, as the black fog appeared in secret, he replied coldly: "These are all necessary sacrifices, Meimu."

This indifferent and ruthless look in this school made the people of the Balance Cult feel fearful and unfamiliar with it.

"Master!" At this time, Jie sighed and said, "Please be more awake."

"The Shadow Flow is a double-edged sword. When you stare at the shadow, the shadow is also staring at you."

"The Master of Tribulation used to disdain to the power of the world, but the Master of Tribulation now... Oh, Master, you are probably controlled by the power of the shadow."

"Nonsense!" This sentence seemed to hit Master Kushuo's pain point.

"Disappointment, do you want to say that I'm crazy and do these things to be the king? No!" The black fog in the eyes of Master Kushuo, and there was a burst of murderous aura: "I'm not crazy, I'm very awake!"

"Everything I do is to protect Ionia, to protect balance-"

"Power is just a tool for me to protect balance, and I have never been interested in power!"

"Is that true?" Master Yi interrupted his distress with a smile.

He asked, "Master Kushu, since you are so noble and specialize in benefiting others and not selfishly, why not cooperate with our leaders to make everyone equal to Aionia and make the farmer have his own land?"

Achieving goals requires strength to guarantee, and the strength is in the hands of the master.

Therefore, the sacrifice of untouchables must be given priority and the unity of the masters.

This is the logic of the theory of bitter talk.

This logic is inhumane, but it conforms to objective reality.

If there were no leaders, the social order of the extraordinary world should be like this.

But now, the leader is here:

"The power is not only in the hands of the master, but also in the hands of our leaders."

"You also saw it-" Yi pointed to the masters around him: "There are no fewer people here than you."

"Not to mention, behind us is Goddess Gana. The extraordinary people regard mortals as ants. Then in front of Goddess Gana, are the extraordinary people also ants?"

Master Yi asked him in reverse with the logic of hard speech.

Achieving goals requires strength to guarantee, and the strength is in the hands of the goddess.

Now the goddess wants to protect the vast majority of the untouchables and sacrifice a small number of masters who have vested interests, then...

Should the masters who usually sacrifice their lives with balance and sacrificing their lives calmly now accept their destiny and sacrifice their lives for balance?

"Didn't you say that you are not interested in power?" Master Yi asked repeatedly: "Then why don't you give up these external things and work with our leaders to achieve balance?"

"Now the leaders of the Brotherhood, the leaders of the Rebel Army, and our leaders are all here. As long as you nod and agree to cooperate, will our three families work together under the protection of the goddess, and will not bring peace to Ionia faster?"

"Shut up!" Kushou said that the shadows surged around the master, and even his cheeks were stained with gloomy like a demon: "I, I will not cooperate with you, the madman... The power is in the hands of the strong, how can we sacrifice the strong and support the weak?"

"If you don't have enough damage and you have enough to serve, this is the way!"

"Do you think you can do whatever you want with a goddess?!"

Master Kushu roared hysterically, completely losing the demeanor of the master.

"Sure enough." Master Yi sighed softly: "Mr. Tam said you are 'delicious'. He read that right."

If Master Kushu really doesn't care about power and interests, and just chooses to be the enemy of the leader for the sake of a struggle for belief, then he will get a "uneasy" bad review from Tam like Master Qingxia.

But now the master of the bitter saying, Tam would cry when he saw it.

"Shen?" Master Yi looked at Shen tentatively.

Shen took a deep breath and recalled his father's infatuation and all the evil deeds that the Brotherhood had committed in the past two years. He finally slowly pulled out the steel blade from behind and cut off the last trace of fantasy in his heart.

His father can't come back.

And the balanced enemy must be eradicated.

"Go on, everyone." Shen said.

With his order, the war was ignited instantly.

Master Yi took the lead in taking action.

"Sorry, Senior Ku said, Senior Ku." He smiled and answered Ku said the question just now: "With the goddess protecting him, you can do whatever you want!"

As he said that, Master Yi raised his sword across his chest with both hands, and a whirlwind swelled around the blade.

The disaster and the dozen Shadow Flow Cult members present also echoed Yi and sent him a ray of strong wind.

The winds gathered together, which made the whirlwind surrounding Master Yi's sword blade quickly strengthen, condense, compress, and turn into a terrifying wind core in an instant.

Yi and Jie two extraordinary masters, plus more than a dozen extraordinary strong men, the divine powers of the leaders present were blessed together, forming the ultimate killing unique to the leaders.

This killer had no name before, but later, for the sake of publicity work, a name was needed:
To be continued...