"ah!"
The child's shrill scream was like a sharp knife, piercing everyone's hearts fiercely.
Little Treasure has great luck, but only in this world.
And ghouls do not belong to this world.
The delicacy of the fairy body and the power transmitted from the flesh and blood made the ghoul let out a roar of joy.
It also made it finally break free from the shackles of the [Absolute Space Domain].
When Chu Moli's second arrow arrived and everyone from Xiaoyaomen rushed over, the ghoul had already disappeared in place.
With Xiaobao and the [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan] in his hand, he merged into the gate of the sky.
Boom! !
Deafening thunder came from the sky.
The gate of the sky trembled violently again, and slowly opened at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"No!!!"
"Little Treasure!!"
"Your Majesty!"
Everyone who saw this scene was going crazy.
No one expected such a result.
Everyone in Jiyu jumped into the sky and rushed towards the gate of the sky like crazy.
However, almost at the same moment when the gate of the sky began to open, the army of ghouls on Zhuo's Mountain finally launched an attack.
Chu Moli landed from the sky and sat in a wheelchair, his face pale.
"Young master..."
Just as Yu Zhengqing yelled, Chu Moli spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Young master, how are you doing?!"
Li Weiran gave a low laugh, and said in a hoarse voice: "We have all been tricked by Mo Qingshan. What is the last card, his goal has been Xiaobao from the very beginning."
His face was even paler than Chu Moli.
There was obviously no wound on the shoulder, but blood was dripping down.
Heart piercing mantra.
Wear my heart and continue your life.
No one knows what happened to Xiaobao who was captured into the Gate of Heaven.
But if Xiaobao would die.
That Li Weiran will definitely die faster than Xiaobao.
Li Weiran said softly: "Is it hopeless? Chu Moli, finally even you can't...do..."
Before he could finish his words, his body had already fallen down slowly.
The blood slowly flowed away from his body, gathering into a pool of blood.
"His Royal Highness Unran!!"
Han Ye's complexion changed drastically, his voice trembled unreasonably, and endless despair filled his heart.
Li Weiran died
No breathing, no heartbeat.
No, it's not just that Li Weiran died.
Rather, it represented that the young master had been fatally injured.
The heart-piercing spell transferred the damage to Li Weiran's body.
However, damage can only be transferred once.
what's next
Little Treasure will die as well!
Han Chujiu stopped refining the elixir with a dazed expression.
Chang Lao fell to the ground, shook his head and muttered: "No, it's impossible, young master, Your Majesty... how could he die..."
"Master Chu, don't you have many ways?!" Han Ye firmly grasped Chu Moli's hand, with hopeless hope in his eyes, "Think of a way to save them."
Chu Moli wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked solemnly at the gate of the sky that was slowly opening.
In the ear was the roar of the ghost getting closer and closer.
There were also panicked inquiries, calls for help, and cries from the monks.
This time, only the low-level ghouls came over, and the high-level ghouls were still standing under the collapsed sky pillar devouring the advanced level.
But everyone knows that the arrival of doomsday and collapse is only an instant.
"Is it hopeless?"
Chu Moli felt a buzzing in his head, as if countless needles were pricking, and countless voices were piercing his eardrums.
For the first time in his life, he felt helpless and bewildered.