"Yuanshi Tianzun lost, he, he may be dead."

"We have to die too, we all have to die"

"Damn it, I'm not reconciled!!"

Despair enveloped everyone.

Also shrouded in despair were Guan Ya, Jiang Jingwei, Zhao Chenghuang, and Zhang Yuanqing who was in the Yin-Yang circle.

When they saw the monster in the blood pool appear and felt the coercion they had never experienced before, they knew that things could not be reversed, and it seemed that only death awaited them.

The battles everywhere stopped at the same time, as determined as Zhao Chenghuang, and he had no intention of continuing to fight.

Guan Ya stared blankly at the demon god emerging from the pool of blood, feeling only despair in her heart.

"Well~"

Immediately, she clutched her forehead and stumbled back.

Staring at the body of the demon god for more than three seconds will seriously pollute the mind and cause confusion in consciousness.

Baiwuji, Little Fatty, Jiulouyu and others, also because they looked directly at the Demon God and were affected by the spell covered by his body, had a splitting headache and distorted thinking.

Bai Wuji's eyes are cloudy, his face is pale, holding a bow, leaning against a tree trunk, gasping for breath, his life essence is almost exhausted, he is already a candle in the wind, but it doesn't matter, as long as he is promoted to a saint, everything is worth it, everything can be made up for .

Glancing at the slowly rising terrifying existence, and then quickly looking away, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened uncontrollably.

it's over!

This exhausting killing dungeon finally came to an end.

Looking back on the experience of the past two days, I have no taboo to feel that this will be a nightmare that I will never forget for many years.

It's not that he hasn't experienced bitter battles before, but it's the first time he has encountered such a killing dungeon in his life.

Among the ups and downs, thrilling, only those who have really experienced it know.

He couldn't help but glance at the little fat man and Jiulouyu who were nearby, and saw deep exhaustion from them, as well as rejoicing, which stemmed from the difficulties of victory.

Bai Wuji knew that his face was probably like this.

"Damn it, damn it! Is Yuanshi Tianzun going to die here?" The irritable flame clone cursed angrily, completely losing the ability to think calmly.

And the calm water body barely suppressed the fear in his heart, and out of his survival instinct, he thought quickly.

He went through all his means and hole cards.

Desperately found that none of the props can save him.

The back earth boots of the saint quality are good for fighting against the enemies in the Transcendent Realm, but to deal with the big guy in the blood pool, it is like shooting an aircraft carrier with a rifle - scratching an itch.

The perfect human skin can bear the karma of the shapeshifter, and it may be able to replicate the scene in the aphasia village.

But the Yin corpse will be killed soon, and the cause and effect will return to the body again, and death is still inevitable.

The main task of the killing copy is to survive for 72 hours.

It doesn't make much sense to live an extra moment. JrNovels.com