The light armor with golden patterns and red background outlines his strong and healthy posture. He is attached to the bow and arrows. The wind and clouds change color. As soon as his fingers are loosened, white light breaks out of the sky like a drill, and the sky and the earth suddenly burst into flames!
"Well!"
"Ah! Ouch—"
Everyone hurriedly raised their hands to cover it, covering it with their eyelids and fingers. Their eyes were still so irritated that they burst into tears. Their exposed skin felt even more burning. A huge wave of air violently knocked them to the ground!
The arrow light was extremely sharp, piercing through the thick defense laid out by Ju Mang. Ju Mang became furious, and the demonic fire surged more intensely.
But the light of the arrow was even more glaring, mercilessly devouring the flesh and blood in his heart!
His heart trembled uncontrollably.
It is clear that a bow with only the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, in the hands of ten Taiyi Golden Immortals, can even explode in strength close to that of the Da Luo Jinxian? !
"Impossible—impossible! No—"
The unbelievably shrill howl stopped abruptly.
The arrow pierced his heart.
With a loud explosion, Jumang's entire chest turned into splatters of flesh and blood, and his huge body was hollow and collapsed!
Pipa screamed excitedly and jumped up: "Dead, dead - Atong, that's amazing, you won - you won!"
But the fox and pheasant quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her off. They watched carefully and were not dazzled by the victory.
Although Gou Mang fell to the ground and lost his breath, the combination of Tong Su and the ten princes on the opposite side was obviously not doing well.
The body of the young man who merged with the prince began to shimmer and float, and the light ball seemed to be collapsing and breaking away. He closed his eyes tightly and frowned, his face was horribly pale, but his lips were a dazzling and strange blood red—
It was real blood, gushing out from his air continuously, and the blood was burning with golden red fire. With every mouthful of blood lost, his figure became more and more unable to hold on.
The Tong bow in his hand also trembled unbearably, as if the arrow had completely drained her of her strength and energy, and even the color dimmed instantly.
The heavenly backlash caused by the killing of Daluo Jinxian made her bow body burst out with a slight crackling sound. After a closer look, there were fine cracks on the bow body!
"A Tong! A Tong! Your Royal Highness, don't scare me. How are you? A Tong, please say something!"
The fox was so frightened that he trembled all over, pulling the two demons to stumble forward, but the anger on the prince's body isolated a terrifying realm, and they did not dare to step into it.
The young prince paid no attention to them at all. He swallowed the sweetness in his throat and held the bow in his hand in panic: "Tong? Tong!"
Gong didn't give him any response, but his breath became weaker and weaker.
His face was pale, and his body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and cut the artery in his right wrist like a knife. Essence and blood surged out. He leaned directly on the bow and used blood to irrigate the crack.
Tong Gong was unconscious and greedily sucked the powerful blood essence by instinct, and the crack gradually stopped widening.
Jinwu's body became more and more illusory and weak, but his expression was resolute, and he obviously had no regrets. He even made a bigger wound, hoping that the blood would flow out faster.
The three demons covered their mouths tightly, tears streaming down their faces: "A Tong, A Tong, wake up quickly, A Tong - don't die, don't scare me..."
"Prince, take A Tong back to heaven first. You two will not be able to bear it!"
"What to do, what to do!"
There was a cry of fear in the voice.