Chapter 814 Don't Be Too Complacent

"Qin Chuan!" Feng Jiusi wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Qiong Li and Yin Shang with smiles.

Esha pinched Qin Chuan's neck, his eyes darkened, his hands turned into claws, the sharp claws tore through the air, bringing up a gust of wind, and rushed straight to Qin Chuan's chest.

Qin Chuan's face was pale, but he clenched his teeth, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the sword in his hand shone brightly, as if resonating with his soul, bursting out with earth-shaking power.

The tip of the sword shattered into pieces under the claws of Esha, but it also left a shallow mark on his palm.

But this mark is not painful at all to the undead body.

Qin Chuan's body was shaking, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still staring at Esha. There was both indomitable spirit and desire for victory in his eyes, as if even if he died, he would leave an indelible mark in the other's heart.

Ersha sneered and pierced his chest with his sharp claws without mercy.

His sharp claws pierced Qin Chuan's chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.

The other hand broke his sword as if playing with a toy.

Qin Chuan's face became even paler, but his eyes were still like torches, burning with an unyielding flame.

His body trembled with pain, but he still stood stubbornly.

Although the sword was broken, the will was not dead. Qin Chuan used up his last bit of strength and threw the broken sword in his hand fiercely at Esha. The sword drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, with determination and tragedy, and pierced deeply into one of Esha's eyes.

Seeing the broken sword, Ersha let out a deafening roar, and the severe pain made him pause.

Although Qin Chuan's throw was weak, it carried an indescribable bravery and determination.

Blood mist flowed out from Esha's eyes, intertwined with Qin Chuan's blood, and dripped onto the dry ground, stirring up tiny blood flowers. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if even the sky was dyed a dark color by this tragic scene.

"Qin Chuan!"

Feng Jiusi's roar resounded throughout the battlefield. Luo Li's heart tightened. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw only Qin Chuan's fallen back.

A hint of anger rose in Luo Li's eyes. She made a hand gesture with one hand, stretched out her body, and quickly shuttled among the wreckage of the battlefield. Her eyes were burning with anger, reflecting the mess around her.

A spiritual light flashed at her fingertips, and the spirit of the Tower of Gods transformed into a stream of light, entwining the Brahma Sutra and binding it firmly in mid-air.

Fan Jue struggled, black energy swirling around him, but he was temporarily unable to escape the confinement of his spirit fragment, like a trapped beast in the dark night.

Luo Li's eyes were cold. She caught Qin Chuan's falling figure, stuffed a pill into his mouth, teleported him into the city, and then stabbed Esha with a sword with one hand.

Her speed was so fast that Ersha had no time to react.

Inside the city, An Shuxue saw Qin Chuan falling from the sky. Her heart tightened and she said in a deep voice, "This way!"

Bei Mingyu strode over, checked Qin Chuan's condition, and breathed a sigh of relief, "There are elixirs keeping him alive. Quickly carry him into the dungeon for treatment!"

An Shuxue and several alchemists quickly stepped forward and carefully lifted Qin Chuan onto a stretcher.

Under the moonlight, Qin Chuan's face was as pale as paper, with blood still lingering at the corners of his mouth, which looked particularly shocking.

The other alchemists in the city were even busier. Countless wounded were sent into the city. The pills that were thought to be more than enough were now being consumed at an incredible rate.

Outside the city, Luo Li stabbed Esha and then retreated quickly, leaving Bai Chen and the others to continue fighting with Esha and his two companions.

The spirit of the Tower of Gods cannot trap Fan Jue, and she cannot leave for too long.

Although Ersha was stabbed twice, neither of the wounds were fatal, but instead aroused his anger.

The moonlight was as bright as water. Ersha roared angrily, his body suddenly grew in size, and black air surrounded him, like a demon in the dark night.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the direction Luo Li was fleeing, a surge of murderous intent surging out of him.

"Damn the human race!"

The pressure on Bai Chen and others doubled, and the sword light and black air intertwined, colliding with a deafening roar.

When Seventeen saw this scene, he became determined and the soul power in his body surged. He growled and the Heaven-Slaying Chain suddenly shone brightly. The chain seemed to turn into countless silver dragons, interweaving into an impenetrable net in the void.

He suddenly jumped up, like a god of war descending, with an unstoppable momentum, and smashed the Sky-Cutting Chain Net towards the shield. As the chain shadows intersected, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, and the entire space was shaken.

The moment the chain net hit the shield, Ji Lian's face suddenly changed, and the black air retreated like a tide, revealing his shocked face.

The cracks on the shield spread like a spider web, and every crack was accompanied by a vibration in the space.

"Go to hell."

The Heaven-Slaying Chain did not stop for a moment and directly pierced into Ji Lian's heart meridian.

The moment the tip of the chain penetrated his chest, blood mist and black air intertwined and gushed out, like a strange flower blooming in the dark night.

The light in his eyes dimmed, a hint of unwillingness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his body slowly fell down, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The Heaven-Slaying Chain hummed within his body, trembling as it released its final ray of light, igniting the surrounding air into a blazing white glow, reflecting the victor's cold and resolute face. Everything around him seemed to stand still at this shocking moment.

General Seventeen retracted the Heaven-Slaying Chain, glanced in the direction of Bai Chen and the others, and flew over.

Bai Chen and the others saw a flash of black and light before their eyes. The black gas was suddenly squeezed and turned into countless sharp black rays shooting out in all directions. Seventeen's figure was looming in the light. The Heaven-Severing Chain was like lightning in a storm. Every swing brought the power of heaven and earth, crushing the black rays one by one. At this moment, the space seemed to be completely ignited, brilliant and destructive.

The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant.

When Lianshen died, Seventeen could finally escape and help Bai Chen and the others.

The Heaven-Slaying Chain wrapped around Esha's waist and instantly pulled him out of the range of Bai Chen and the others.

Bai Chen and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. They really couldn't control the three Dark Lords, but two Dark Lords were much easier.

Esha roared angrily, black air swirling around him, but he could not break free from the chains.

Bai Chen and his companions took the opportunity to swing their swords, the sword light was like a dragon, and they fought with the other two Dark Lords.

Sword shadows intersected, sparks flew, and every collision caused the space to tremble.

Seventeen smiled at the angry Ersha, "The next one is you."

On the other hand, if Lianshen died, Fan Jue, the lord of the dark world, would naturally sense it.

Luo Li also noticed the change in the scene and chuckled, "Fan Jue, I told you, don't be too proud."

Fan Jue's face was gloomy, and his eyes swept across the battlefield like torches. Ji Lian's disappearance made him feel uneasy, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

Luo Li's words were like a biting cold wind. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the dark abyss elements around him boiled, turning into black wings. They flapped suddenly, bringing up a strong wind, and rushed straight towards Luo Li.