The deacons are more determined, but in the face of life and death, no one can remain calm, all of them look depressed and hide fear.

At this time, the dead pupils of the black-scaled giant snake regained its aura, and its huge body shrank rapidly, returning to its human form.

"Cough cough."

Ling Jun came back to life, his face was sluggish, he coughed violently, showing a weak state.

Miao Teng'er had already pulled off the black coat and black pants of a security guard, and handed it to her cousin with a caring face.

Seeing that Lingjun woke up, Liu Zhiyi couldn't wait to ask:

"Lingjun, do you still have any means, use them quickly, you are the son of the master of Taiyi, you must have master-level props, you continue to be on top."

Everyone also looked at Lingjun expectantly.

Ling Jun gasped for breath and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Liu Zhiyi urged: "Hurry up, the third wave of arrow rain is coming soon."

Miao Teng'er raised her eyebrows upside down: "Aren't you also the elder's grandson, why don't you have master-level props?"

"I..." Liu Zhiyi was speechless, and said angrily, "Why are you losing your temper with me? Isn't it for everyone?"

He looked at Yin Ji again, and shouted: "Yin Ji, aren't you the old lover of the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord didn't leave you a treasure? Did you sleep with him for nothing?"

Yin Ji froze for a moment, sullenness flashed in her eyes.

"How do you talk." A deacon reprimanded.

"You don't care what I say, I'm going to die, why can't I say it?" Liu Zhiyi glared at each other, not at all afraid of the other party's identity.

In desperation, he gave up on himself a bit.

"And you." Liu Zhiyi continued to look at Miao Teng'er, "Didn't you also be slept by the devil? Don't think that I don't know about the shitty things between you and the devil. If the devil doesn't have any treasure, he won't give it to you. Keep the life-saving props? If you didn�t hold a dinner party, we would have fallen into this situation? You are also the beast king, be more conscious and transform to protect us.�

Miao Teng'er trembled with anger.

The gray-haired old man took a step forward and stood between the two of them. He stared at Liu Zhiyi with an unfriendly expression: "Miss is only level 4, and she can't resist arrows even if she transforms. If you insult her again, don't blame me for losing my face."

"It's so ridiculous, how can you turn your face and kill me if you have the guts to kill me, anyway, everyone will not want to live." Liu Zhiyi gave a stern "Bah":

"It's a saint anyway, it's useless, it's just playing tricks in front of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly said "ah", hugged his head and screamed, and fell to his knees.

Everyone was startled by the sudden screams, like frightened birds, they all looked at the illusory round table, only to find that the arrow was still brewing.

A saint looked at Yuanshi Tianzun not far away.

Only then did the guests come to their senses, and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun in astonishment. Liu Zhiyi was a direct descendant of the elder after all, and his roots were straight and young. He dared to do it directly?

Zhang Yuanqing came over with a golden face, looked at Yin Ji first, then at Miao Teng'er, and said:

"Both of you are saints, why didn't you hit him? After going through life and death dungeons, and gaining power beyond mortals, why?"

He took a step forward and kicked Liu Zhiyi's lower abdomen hard.

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