Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Are you kind?

Everyone was ashamed.

Few people agreed with what he said.

Is this still considered kind?

No, in everyone's mind, he is a devil, a big villain, and a killer.

You still say you are kind, can you please stop talking nonsense?

"Well, we're all going to die anyway, so let's fight this devil together."

Nangong Wuwei said loudly.

His voice trembled as he spoke.

He is afraid.

But there's no use being afraid.

You have no choice but to go ahead with it.

Tang Xiaobao was right. At least, he didn't die alone, as there were so many people buried with him.

Everyone no longer had any second thoughts. They worked together and rushed towards Tang Xiaobao.

Tang Xiaobao smiled coldly, he left the spot and appeared behind everyone.

There, a phantom was caught in his hand. It was Nangong Wuwei.

I don’t know what means he used, but the one charging in the front was actually an illusion, and the shadow behind him was his real self.

It turned out that he knew he could not escape death, so he wanted to preserve his soul, so that he could at least have a chance to be resurrected.

There is no other way but to give up the physical body.

But he didn't expect that Tang Xiaobao was not fooled at all and directly grasped his soul in his hand.

Nangong Wuwei's soul struggled desperately.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

At this moment, a group of people finally reacted and turned around and rushed over again. For a moment, all kinds of weapons and spells filled the entire sky, and the heaven and earth produced strange phenomena.