A dazzling red light exploded from the Great Demon's Ring. Only at this moment did An Zheng and the others understand why Great Tian Lie had done such a seemingly meaningless thing just now. He picked up every seriously injured person and placed them side by side on the ground, just because he wanted to send everyone home.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
The barrier that had not been broken was exploded by the power of teleportation and transmission blocking at this moment.
An Zheng asked.
His home, the demonic world of hell.
The big hand wanted to catch An Zheng and the others in mid-air, but the teleportation bridge broke, the space became distorted, and several people were sucked into the black hole without knowing where to go. However, the teleportation bridge has just been deployed, so they can't go far at all, and may still be in this small Great Demon Ring.
"Are they all alive?"
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
A dazzling red light exploded from the Great Demon's Ring. Only at this moment did An Zheng and the others understand why Great Tian Lie had done such a seemingly meaningless thing just now. He picked up every seriously injured person and placed them side by side on the ground, just because he wanted to send everyone home.
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
"That was once your throne."
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
"Alive, but who knows how long we can live?"
"Alive."
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
He stood there like a ghost.
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
An Zheng felt like he had fallen hard somewhere. The serious injuries on his body made it impossible for him to get up or even move after he landed. Everyone was seriously injured. An Zheng heard muffled sounds one after another. He knew that everyone could not leave and they all fell down.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
An Zheng asked.
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
"It seems like fate."
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
"Why can't he be killed?"
"It seems like fate."
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
"If bloodshed can prevent disaster, I'm not afraid of bloodshed. If sacrifice can save all sentient beings, I'm not afraid of sacrifice. What I'm afraid of is this kind of hopelessness that is still meaningless despite trying my best. An Zheng, tell me, we still have hope now ?"
"Great Heavenly Lie!"
"Where... is this?"
Monk Xuanting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he could vaguely see his beating heart.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
"Even if it's not enough, it's almost enough."
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
"Even if it's not enough, it's almost enough."
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
"You think this is enough?"
"Where... is this?"
Elder Changmo.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
He stood there like a ghost.
"Alive."
A huge palm appeared from mid-air, the black hole opened, and the palm burning with flames continued to grow larger, so big that it could cover the world. The big hand directly grabbed the teleportation bridge in mid-air, and then pulled it back violently... With a bang, a thunder exploded in mid-air. The oscillating air waves and sound waves wanted to sweep out in all directions, and the violent power directly shattered the Great Demon's Ring.
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
The barrier that had not been broken was exploded by the power of teleportation and transmission blocking at this moment.
"Alive."
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
The big hand wanted to catch An Zheng and the others in mid-air, but the teleportation bridge broke, the space became distorted, and several people were sucked into the black hole without knowing where to go. However, the teleportation bridge has just been deployed, so they can't go far at all, and may still be in this small Great Demon Ring.
"Great Heavenly Lie!"
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
The big hand wanted to catch An Zheng and the others in mid-air, but the teleportation bridge broke, the space became distorted, and several people were sucked into the black hole without knowing where to go. However, the teleportation bridge has just been deployed, so they can't go far at all, and may still be in this small Great Demon Ring.
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
"Where... is this?"
It was dark all around, and An Zheng once suspected that he was blind. There was no light here, and An Zheng was sure he couldn't see anything even with his eyes open. He forced himself to calm down and sense his companions. When he heard rapid or heavy breathing, he finally felt a little more relaxed.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
An Zheng felt like he had fallen hard somewhere. The serious injuries on his body made it impossible for him to get up or even move after he landed. Everyone was seriously injured. An Zheng heard muffled sounds one after another. He knew that everyone could not leave and they all fell down.
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
"Are they all alive?"
Monk Xuanting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he could vaguely see his beating heart.
It was dark all around, and An Zheng once suspected that he was blind. There was no light here, and An Zheng was sure he couldn't see anything even with his eyes open. He forced himself to calm down and sense his companions. When he heard rapid or heavy breathing, he finally felt a little more relaxed.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
Elder Changmo.
"Why can't he be killed?"
"Where... is this?"
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
"what is that?"
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
He stood there like a ghost.
His home, the demonic world of hell.
That was the weak voice of Monk Xuanting, followed by a bright light, which stung people's eyes with pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air and illuminating the surrounding space. Monk Xuanting was the one who was injured relatively lightly among the others. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The monkey fell not far from him, awake but unable to move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood holes in its body are still bleeding out. Because it suffered a heavy injury just after it regained its strength, it has returned to about a foot long. It looks like it is dying.
"Why can't he be killed?"
"The devil knows where this is."
"what is that?"
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
"Why can't he be killed?"
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
Next to the little golden dragon, An Ran was helpless. In fact, her injuries were the lightest, but her cultivation level was also the weakest. A magician without magic insects was actually not scary. Precisely because she was the weakest, she was the most unconscious when she fell to the ground.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
Chen Shaobai let out a long breath and his smile became even bitterer.
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
"Are they all alive?"
Chen Shaobai, Du Shaoshou and An Zheng were also awake, but no one had the ability to stand up again.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
"Are they all alive?"
He stood there like a ghost.
Elder Changmo.
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
"The devil knows where this is."
He stood there like a ghost.
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
Chen Shaobai coughed a few times and felt like his internal organs were about to burst out. Obviously the coughing was not very forceful, and he did not dare to cough loudly, but the internal organs seemed to be shattered by the shock, and spewed out with the cough. Chen Shaobai even had the illusion that he could feel his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys just by touching the ground.
He saw the blood on his finger and raised his hand with difficulty. The drop of blood on the tip of his finger was shaking and could fall at any time. Perhaps because of nostalgia for the body, this drop of blood swayed there for a long time.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
"Are they all alive?"
"Alive."
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
An Zheng asked.
That was the weak voice of Monk Xuanting, followed by a bright light, which stung people's eyes with pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air and illuminating the surrounding space. Monk Xuanting was the one who was injured relatively lightly among the others. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The monkey fell not far from him, awake but unable to move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood holes in its body are still bleeding out. Because it suffered a heavy injury just after it regained its strength, it has returned to about a foot long. It looks like it is dying.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
"Alive."
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
"This was once the place where Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven controlled the demon world. Maybe at the last moment, Great Tian Lie felt that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe it’s just subconscious..."
"Great Heavenly Lie!"
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
"what is that?"
Next to the little golden dragon, An Ran was helpless. In fact, her injuries were the lightest, but her cultivation level was also the weakest. A magician without magic insects was actually not scary. Precisely because she was the weakest, she was the most unconscious when she fell to the ground.
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
"Alive, but who knows how long we can live?"
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
His home, the demonic world of hell.
"Alive."
Chen Shaobai looked extremely sad, and his face was frighteningly pale as he lay there. Of all the people, his grief was the heaviest. The master he didn't think was his master died inexplicably. Didn't he say he would never die? The man who said he was his loyal attendant died, and the words he kept on his lips all day long were that the devil said this, and the devil said that...
Chen Shaobai let out a long breath and his smile became even bitterer.
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
Elder Changmo.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
"Where... is this?"
Next to the little golden dragon, An Ran was helpless. In fact, her injuries were the lightest, but her cultivation level was also the weakest. A magician without magic insects was actually not scary. Precisely because she was the weakest, she was the most unconscious when she fell to the ground.
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
"You think this is enough?"
"Alive."
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
"what is that?"
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
"Alive, but who knows how long we can live?"
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
A dazzling red light exploded from the Great Demon's Ring. Only at this moment did An Zheng and the others understand why Great Tian Lie had done such a seemingly meaningless thing just now. He picked up every seriously injured person and placed them side by side on the ground, just because he wanted to send everyone home.
"Why can't he be killed?"
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
That was the weak voice of Monk Xuanting, followed by a bright light, which stung people's eyes with pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air and illuminating the surrounding space. Monk Xuanting was the one who was injured relatively lightly among the others. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The monkey fell not far from him, awake but unable to move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood holes in its body are still bleeding out. Because it suffered a heavy injury just after it regained its strength, it has returned to about a foot long. It looks like it is dying.
"This was once the place where Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven controlled the demon world. Maybe at the last moment, Great Tian Lie felt that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe it’s just subconscious..."
"That was once your throne."
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
"Alive."
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
An Zheng asked.
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
Tiny lines of blood stretched out from the throne, lighting up all the runes. Immediately afterwards, a huge suction force appeared and pulled Chen Shaobai's body over. Chen Shaobai hit the throne hard, rolled over and fell down, but he happened to be sitting there.
It was dark all around, and An Zheng once suspected that he was blind. There was no light here, and An Zheng was sure he couldn't see anything even with his eyes open. He forced himself to calm down and sense his companions. When he heard rapid or heavy breathing, he finally felt a little more relaxed.
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
He saw the blood on his finger and raised his hand with difficulty. The drop of blood on the tip of his finger was shaking and could fall at any time. Perhaps because of nostalgia for the body, this drop of blood swayed there for a long time.
Chen Shaobai let out a long breath and his smile became even bitterer.
"It seems like fate."
"Where... is this?"
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
Next to the little golden dragon, An Ran was helpless. In fact, her injuries were the lightest, but her cultivation level was also the weakest. A magician without magic insects was actually not scary. Precisely because she was the weakest, she was the most unconscious when she fell to the ground.
"Why can't he be killed?"
"Are they all alive?"
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
"This was once the place where Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven controlled the demon world. Maybe at the last moment, Great Tian Lie felt that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe it’s just subconscious..."
Chen Shaobai let out a long breath and his smile became even bitterer.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
Monk Xuanting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he could vaguely see his beating heart.
"Where... is this?"
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
"Are they all alive?"
"Even if it's not enough, it's almost enough."
"Are they all alive?"
The voice came over coldly, like a punch in everyone's heart.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
"You think this is enough?"
His home, the demonic world of hell.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
Tiny lines of blood stretched out from the throne, lighting up all the runes. Immediately afterwards, a huge suction force appeared and pulled Chen Shaobai's body over. Chen Shaobai hit the throne hard, rolled over and fell down, but he happened to be sitting there.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
"This was once the place where Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven controlled the demon world. Maybe at the last moment, Great Tian Lie felt that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe it’s just subconscious..."
"That was once your throne."
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
A huge palm appeared from mid-air, the black hole opened, and the palm burning with flames continued to grow larger, so big that it could cover the world. The big hand directly grabbed the teleportation bridge in mid-air, and then pulled it back violently... With a bang, a thunder exploded in mid-air. The oscillating air waves and sound waves wanted to sweep out in all directions, and the violent power directly shattered the Great Demon's Ring.
That was the weak voice of Monk Xuanting, followed by a bright light, which stung people's eyes with pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air and illuminating the surrounding space. Monk Xuanting was the one who was injured relatively lightly among the others. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The monkey fell not far from him, awake but unable to move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood holes in its body are still bleeding out. Because it suffered a heavy injury just after it regained its strength, it has returned to about a foot long. It looks like it is dying.
Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, a bitter smile that made everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, but everyone was actually transported to the original hall of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord. And this hall should be in the Ring of the Great Demon, and it seemed that it was not even a thousand meters away from the place where they fought fiercely.
Monk Xuanting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he could vaguely see his beating heart.
His home, the demonic world of hell.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
His home, the demonic world of hell.
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
Chen Shaobai looked extremely sad, and his face was frighteningly pale as he lay there. Of all the people, his grief was the heaviest. The master he didn't think was his master died inexplicably. Didn't he say he would never die? The man who said he was his loyal attendant died, and the words he kept on his lips all day long were that the devil said this, and the devil said that...
"It seems like fate."
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
"Great Heavenly Lie!"
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
He was once the most trusted attendant of the Demon Lord. He guarded the place called the Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this in itself speaks for itself... The Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
"That was once your throne."
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
Chen Shaobai, Du Shaoshou and An Zheng were also awake, but no one had the ability to stand up again.
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and then we thought we had torn away time, thinking that if we did it again, we would be successful. But now it seems that even if we do it again, three times, or ten times, we will not be his opponent. At his peak, We can't do it, and we still can't do it now. No matter how many times we reincarnate, it has lost its meaning. No one can escape this disaster... An Zheng, do you know what I am thinking about now, if I die like this? That's all, I'm tired... I'm still like this, but now I feel your tiredness."
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
Tiny lines of blood stretched out from the throne, lighting up all the runes. Immediately afterwards, a huge suction force appeared and pulled Chen Shaobai's body over. Chen Shaobai hit the throne hard, rolled over and fell down, but he happened to be sitting there.
"If bloodshed can prevent disaster, I'm not afraid of bloodshed. If sacrifice can save all sentient beings, I'm not afraid of sacrifice. What I'm afraid of is this kind of hopelessness that is still meaningless despite trying my best. An Zheng, tell me, we still have hope now ?"
Monkey forced himself to turn over, lying there made him feel like a useless person. But he regretted it when he turned over. The injury was on his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
"Are they all alive?"
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
Chen Shaobai coughed a few times and felt like his internal organs were about to burst out. Obviously the coughing was not very forceful, and he did not dare to cough loudly, but the internal organs seemed to be shattered by the shock, and spewed out with the cough. Chen Shaobai even had the illusion that he could feel his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys just by touching the ground.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
After Chen Shaobai asked this question, the drop of blood finally slipped from his fingers... but the drop of blood did not fall to the ground.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
It was dark all around, and An Zheng once suspected that he was blind. There was no light here, and An Zheng was sure he couldn't see anything even with his eyes open. He forced himself to calm down and sense his companions. When he heard rapid or heavy breathing, he finally felt a little more relaxed.
He stood there like a ghost.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Monkey grinned, a little heartlessly: "Little pretty face, everyone died in your house."
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
He saw the blood on his finger and raised his hand with difficulty. The drop of blood on the tip of his finger was shaking and could fall at any time. Perhaps because of nostalgia for the body, this drop of blood swayed there for a long time.
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction. Everyone turned to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. There is indeed something in that direction... It is a seat. It is very large and looks like it is made of some precious jade. You can vaguely see some rune-like things flowing on it, like little elves with life.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to follow you for a long time.
The barrier that had not been broken was exploded by the power of teleportation and transmission blocking at this moment.
"If bloodshed can prevent disaster, I'm not afraid of bloodshed. If sacrifice can save all sentient beings, I'm not afraid of sacrifice. What I'm afraid of is this kind of hopelessness that is still meaningless despite trying my best. An Zheng, tell me, we still have hope now ?"
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
"Are they all alive?"
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
The red light formed a teleportation bridge, instantly wrapping An Zheng and the others and teleporting them out. The moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie's eyes looking back at them, and saw the face that only showed determination.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
After Chen Shaobai asked this question, the drop of blood finally slipped from his fingers... but the drop of blood did not fall to the ground.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
"The devil knows where this is."
With a whoosh, the drop of blood suddenly flew out sideways, drawing a thin stream of light and going straight to the Demon Lord's throne. The rotating runes on the Demon Lord's throne all stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood fell in the middle of the six-pointed star.
"what is that?"
A dazzling red light exploded from the Great Demon's Ring. Only at this moment did An Zheng and the others understand why Great Tian Lie had done such a seemingly meaningless thing just now. He picked up every seriously injured person and placed them side by side on the ground, just because he wanted to send everyone home.
The barrier that had not been broken was exploded by the power of teleportation and transmission blocking at this moment.
Tiny lines of blood stretched out from the throne, lighting up all the runes. Immediately afterwards, a huge suction force appeared and pulled Chen Shaobai's body over. Chen Shaobai hit the throne hard, rolled over and fell down, but he happened to be sitting there.
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
"Alive, but who knows how long we can live?"
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Chen Shaobai looked extremely sad, and his face was frighteningly pale as he lay there. Of all the people, his grief was the heaviest. The master he didn't think was his master died inexplicably. Didn't he say he would never die? The man who said he was his loyal attendant died, and the words he kept on his lips all day long were that the devil said this, and the devil said that...
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
"It seems like fate."
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
"Great Heavenly Lie!"
His home, the demonic world of hell.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
His home, the demonic world of hell.
"Are they all alive?"
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
Chen Shaobai let out a long breath and his smile became even bitterer.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
"Alive."
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
"When Da Tian Lie sacrificed himself in the end, was his power enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Realm?"
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
Chen Shaobai lay there and didn't want to talk. When he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt like a knife was cutting back and forth on his heart, and he just refused to stop. Two demonic hands grasped the saw, one on the left and the other on the right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling and pulling continuously, cutting his flesh and blood to pieces.
Elder Changmo.
Chen Shaobai roared, his voice almost unable to make any sound.
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
That is, at the moment when he turned over, the monkey seemed to see something.
"At this time, a few extra seconds or minutes seems meaningless."
"what is that?"
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
"Why can't he be killed?"
"It seems like fate."
That was the weak voice of Monk Xuanting, followed by a bright light, which stung people's eyes with pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air and illuminating the surrounding space. Monk Xuanting was the one who was injured relatively lightly among the others. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The monkey fell not far from him, awake but unable to move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood holes in its body are still bleeding out. Because it suffered a heavy injury just after it regained its strength, it has returned to about a foot long. It looks like it is dying.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
"I bet it won't take two minutes for that guy to find us."
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
Chen Shaobai, Du Shaoshou and An Zheng were also awake, but no one had the ability to stand up again.
Except for the unconscious An Ran, everyone responded, and their voices were very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still. At this time, even an ordinary five or six-year-old child can pack them up and send them to hell.
His palms were placed on the armrests of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a phantom hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a six-pointed star also lit up under his palm. Array.
"This was once the place where Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven controlled the demon world. Maybe at the last moment, Great Tian Lie felt that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe it’s just subconscious..."
The fierce red light is the last protection of Datianlie, and it is also the color of blood. He used his own flesh and blood to fight for An Zheng and open a way for Chen Shaobai and the others. He didn't want to die, and no one wanted to die, so you can imagine how much courage it took when he made this decision.
At this moment, the air was still and time was suspended. Everyone remained frozen in their original movements and even stopped breathing. Standing next to the throne was a person, a person they were very familiar with... The person's hand was holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai and smiling, but this smile looked so creepy to everyone.
Monk Xuanting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he could vaguely see his beating heart.
Chen Shaobai coughed a few times and felt like his internal organs were about to burst out. Obviously the coughing was not very forceful, and he did not dare to cough loudly, but the internal organs seemed to be shattered by the shock, and spewed out with the cough. Chen Shaobai even had the illusion that he could feel his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys just by touching the ground.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his head. It was an almost unbearable pain. Being pulled out of the teleportation by someone is like being stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than a person's head, but being pulled out of the jar by that hand is the same feeling. The entire body was stretched infinitely.
An Zheng felt like he had fallen hard somewhere. The serious injuries on his body made it impossible for him to get up or even move after he landed. Everyone was seriously injured. An Zheng heard muffled sounds one after another. He knew that everyone could not leave and they all fell down.
"It's already this time, and God is still teasing us."
Elder Changmo.
An Zheng cursed: "Giving up now? You idiot."
"Are they all alive?"
"The devil knows where this is."
Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am the demon world of hell.
Chen Shaobai, Du Shaoshou and An Zheng were also awake, but no one had the ability to stand up again.
That's all, nothing more magical will happen. Everyone had some hope in their hearts at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they found that there was no hope at all. The throne is very bright and the runes are very complicated, but that's all, just like the patterns on the brocade clothes, just embellishments.
A huge palm appeared from mid-air, the black hole opened, and the palm burning with flames continued to grow larger, so big that it could cover the world. The big hand directly grabbed the teleportation bridge in mid-air, and then pulled it back violently... With a bang, a thunder exploded in mid-air. The oscillating air waves and sound waves wanted to sweep out in all directions, and the violent power directly shattered the Great Demon's Ring.
Next to the little golden dragon, An Ran was helpless. In fact, her injuries were the lightest, but her cultivation level was also the weakest. A magician without magic insects was actually not scary. Precisely because she was the weakest, she was the most unconscious when she fell to the ground.
He stood there like a ghost.
Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone ache.
Chen Shaobai shouted out loud, his liver and gallbladder bursting.
"You think this is enough?"
Chen Shaobai subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.
Chen Shaobai coughed a few times and felt like his internal organs were about to burst out. Obviously the coughing was not very forceful, and he did not dare to cough loudly, but the internal organs seemed to be shattered by the shock, and spewed out with the cough. Chen Shaobai even had the illusion that he could feel his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys just by touching the ground.
After Chen Shaobai asked this question, the drop of blood finally slipped from his fingers... but the drop of blood did not fall to the ground.
Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Chen Shaobai, Du Shaoshou and An Zheng were also awake, but no one had the ability to stand up again.