Ye Tian was climbing rapidly, and one black-scale soldier after another died on the mountain road.
No matter what equipment he used, Ye Tian gradually climbed to the top of the mountain with the help of a bayonet.
“Boom!”
At the top of the mountain, Barhu waved his arms vigorously.
The hidden soldiers held RPGs and aimed them at Ye Tian.
"You must die!"
Flashes of fire shot out and rockets flew towards Ye Tian.
In an instant, everything in front of them turned into a sea of fire. In the sea of fire, some black-scaled warriors were also swallowed up.
"ah!"
The screams spread throughout Malish Mountain.
"Not dead yet?"
Barhu laughed grimly at the foot of the mountain. With such an attack, even if Ye Tian was the King of Hell, what could it do? In the face of powerful firepower, everything was dust.
"Ha ha!"
The others also laughed. On another mountain, Mingfeng saw this scene and his pupils shrank.
"You purchased so many arms?"
"If you have money, you have everything!"
"Mr. Ming, how is it?"
Chang Shangyi smiled grimly, very satisfied with what Barhu had done.
"I have killed him. I have fulfilled your instructions."
Just as Chang Shangyi finished speaking, Mingfeng stood up.
In the camera, in the sea of fire, a figure slowly walked out from the sea of fire.
"Oh My God!"
"How come he's still alive?"
"How can you survive such an attack?" Mingfeng couldn't see through it either.
Barhu was grabbing Haichuan's hair, trying to make Haichuan see clearly that the person he was waiting for was already dead.
"leader!"
Someone shouted, and the soldiers who remained on the mountain were going crazy.
There were flames under Ye Tian's feet, and the bayonet was also burning with flames.
Standing on the trees next to me, sparks flew everywhere.
The King of Hell in the blazing fire comes for revenge.
Everyone stepped back, trembling all over. They saw a ghost and a devil.
"Ye...Tian, take good care of my sister!" Haichuan looked at Ye Tian with one eye and finally said a word.
"Haichuan!"
Ye Tian looked at Haichuan, the anger in his heart rising sharply.
"You are all going to die!"
The words of the King of Hell are soul-snatching and life-threatening!
"Stop right there!"
Barhu reacted, grabbed Haichuan's hair again, and pointed the silver pistol at Haichuan's temple.
"You don't want your brother to die, do you?"
"Just stop right there!"
"The rockets didn't kill you?"
Barhu was a little timid and ordered others again to point their guns at Ye Tian.
"Haichuan, hold on, stay alive!" Ye Tian shouted towards Haichuan.
"Walk!"
Haichuan said this and then raised his head with force.
"Take care of my sister, I'll fight you!"
Haichuan used all his strength to hit Barag. Barag did not expect that Haichuan would still have the strength to fight back at this moment.
Head broken and bleeding.
"Bang!"
Barag retreated, and the pistol fell to the ground. However, Barag kicked Haichuan in the heart.
“Puff!”
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Haichuan forced a smile towards Ye Tian, and tilted his head.
"No!"
Ye Tian rushed out, and the murderous aura filled the sky, spreading out like a fan.
“Boom!”
A bloody whirlwind blew out, and the bayonet turned into a sharp sword, smashing into Barhu's chest.
Barhu flew out again, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.
The mountaintop was covered in blood. Ye Tian was already holding Haichuan and could feel Haichuan's life slipping away.
"Fuck your ancestors!"
Ye Tian's eyes turned blood red as he hugged Haichuan tightly. His crimson pupils were captivating, like an evil spirit.
"ah!"
He let out a long roar towards the sky, and the murderous energy burst out again.
Ye Tian felt sorry for Haichuan after his brother's tragic death. If it weren't for him, Haichuan wouldn't have ended up like this.
He underestimated Chang Shangyi.
Regret drove Ye Tian into a state of madness.
At this moment, Ye Tian suddenly thought of something.
"There's another way!"
"witchcraft!"
Absorbing the green terracotta warriors, inheriting the mountain god space heritage, which includes the witch heritage. In this heritage, there is witchcraft that can resurrect the dead.
This kind of witchcraft has certain conditions: the body must be intact and the time of death must not exceed one minute.
By utilizing blood evil, divine soil, spiritual liquid, and witch patterns, the heart of the dead can be made to beat again.
In fact, this kind of witchcraft is also related to modern pacemakers.
Haichuan's heart was broken, but his brain was still alive. If he could restore his heart and get it beating again at the moment his brain died, there would still be a glimmer of hope.
If the brain is dead, even witchcraft cannot do it.
When Ye Tian thought of this, he looked down at Haichuan again. He laid Haichuan flat and used the bloody energy to madly bombard the ground, causing it to collapse.
In a deep pit, Ye Tian poured in the sacred soil and buried Haichuan in it.
"brother!"
"You must survive!"
Pour the spiritual liquid in!
Ye Tian stared at the deep pit.
At this moment, Barag raised his head from the ground, a bayonet stuck in his chest. The tactical armor on his chest saved him. He stared at Ye Tian fiercely and gestured to his men.
Soldiers surrounded Ye Tian one by one, and all kinds of weapons were pointed at him. At this distance, Ye Tian couldn't escape.
"Ye Tian, the one who died is still you."
"You actually chose a grave for him. This grave is also yours."
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