"Miss Jiang, please rest assured, we know what to do and will definitely not hold you back!"

Qiu Tianci's eyes were firm, and the others also expressed their opinions, their expressions solemn.

It's not that they're being irrational, it's that Chu Mo can't die!

Otherwise, if their cultivation level drops and their path is destroyed, what difference is there between them and death?

When a cultivator who has undergone tribulation falls back to the Mahayana stage or even the Dao Integration stage, they lose not only their realm and cultivation level, but also their lifespan and dignity.

Before long, they will run out of lifespan and die.

Rather than that, it would be easier and more pleasant to die.

Therefore, everyone privately discussed and decided to determine the order in which they would help Chu Mo withstand the heavenly punishment by drawing lots.

How many people will ultimately survive depends on each person's fate.

They saw that the members of the Godslayer Alliance, who had been on guard all around, suddenly tightened their defensive perimeter.

Many onlookers looked bewildered, not understanding what had happened.

"Elder Night Hawk, Chu Mo hasn't made a move yet. I think he's probably given up."

Yao Xuefeng was slightly disappointed.

If Chu Mo were to seek his own death, it would undoubtedly be the best news for the Underworld Alliance.

But now it seems that Chu Mo is going to disappoint them.

Even the usually composed Night Hawk couldn't help but doubt his own judgment at this moment.

Could it be that this time, Chu Mo has finally chosen to deal with things rationally?

"Let's take another look." Nighthawk frowned and shook his head.

boom……

Xu Meiyu was blasted away by the seventy-first bolt of lightning, flying into the distance, barely clinging to life.

The pale golden blood in his mouth sprayed out like a fountain.

The female immortal's image behind her was shattered like a spider web, covered with cracks, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

At most, another bolt of lightning would strike, and Xu Meiyu would surely be doomed.

Crackling sounds...

The seventy-second bolt of lightning struck mercilessly once more, destroying the heavens and the earth.

Many people couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"What?!"

Yao Xuefeng's eyes widened in shock.

Chu Mo, who had been sitting quietly, actually made a move?

How dare he interfere at this time?

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, Chu Mo stood imposingly beside Xu Meiyu, delivering a powerful punch to the thunder in the sky.

As mighty as the arrival of a war god!