I...may really be seeking death.
Li Hongyou's heart suddenly lost a vague understanding, and a guess was about to come out.
These wounds destroyed the last bit of balance in the body, causing the flesh, which had not yet reached its limit, to collapse instantly.
Even though Li Hongyou has not tried his best to turn the situation around, he still feels like he is facing a huge net. No matter where he goes, he will eventually be blocked.
"There's no chance of surviving this."
That's why there's a blood fountain like this...
And no one forced me.
Oh, don't!
Wensi sighed and felt the return of "Chen Kuang".
Eight people walked out from the darkness.
What's more, Chen Kuang was able to remain unscathed and even injured the Martial Saint.
…
Lin Er, with his own anger at being oppressed, also gave Mu Zhao an anger that was enough to make him lose his mind.
No matter what Mu Zhaoge promised me...it was all just empty talk.
“Woo—”
"Daoyu" came all the way from Cuichun Pavilion.
"boom!!!!"
That was a very abnormal thing.
The old man in purple robe landed on the top of the stone peak again, took the jade flute from his waist, and stroked it lovingly.
"That's right, or the opening is small enough!"
Li Hongyou stared blankly at the chessboard behind him.
I seemed to be willing to stop arguing, and the sound of the flute continued.
No matter if it is Ji Chengtian or any other enemy, no one dares to give face to me when my Daoyu comes forward.
But I had no idea of that... and no one else had expected that either.
The aura beneath you is also that of a master, but the sense of security it gives people is far from enough!
When Wen Si heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly raised his head, only to see a man in black standing in the night, without him noticing anything.
This person is also from the Martial Saint Pavilion, but it is obvious that his cultivation is much less profound than Wen Si's, so he can restrain Mu Zhao who is pretending to be in a physical body.
Others might not be able to see it, but the old man in purple robe knew that the body borrowed by the Martial Saint was on the verge of collapse because it had to exert its maximum strength.
Eight times seven, eight times seven!
So, maybe there is no possibility yet.
My eyes were heavy with thought, and I murmured, "Forget it. I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate."
Qingcuo suddenly had a foreboding premonition.
To put it simply, I feel like a piece of compressed biscuit being made.
Lin Er is destined to die out there as an evil cultivator today!
It was a bad thing. Later on, it seemed that we really did kill not only monsters but also people.
"Thousands of years? Too long."
"Cui Chun" of "Dao Domain" then unfolded, and this domain was named "Ba"!
White is not yet in dire straits.
Lin Erhao had doubts about whether the fight had passed the "Dao Realm".
Cui Chun's luck was wrong that time. At most, he was able to reverse the damage, and the multiplier was high. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to cause even a little skin injury.
There's nothing wrong with that body.
Cui Chun was also an orthodox music practitioner. He immediately recognized the subtle sound of the flute and was stunned.
Wen Si added, "But the chances of surviving are not small."
Die at my hands!
Zhang Zhizhou held Su Huaiying in his arms and turned back every eight steps. He looked in the direction they came from and said thoughtfully:
Even if it is slow, it is only enough to restore a layer of appearance. In other words, it is just an empty shell.
The entire world gathered together in an instant, and compressed upwards with that palm!
Li Hongyou shook his head inwardly. Lin Er was such a cunning fellow. There was absolutely no reason for him to suddenly act so cold-bloodedly at that moment and do something so sensible...
And in that great joy, his consciousness for many years would not for a moment separate from Mu Zhao who was currently occupying his body.
"Wind Master" took the round fan from his waist and said with a fake smile: "You have just broken through to the Xuanxuan realm not long ago, and you lent Chen Kuang out. Eight grandmasters are enough... How about adding another Dao Mark?"
Although it is just a borrowed body, the courage to take this step forward is already a courage that stands tall and firm!
Suddenly, a sad flute sound came from below the river.
Because... "Daoyu" doesn't even have "Cui Chun" that has yet to unfold itself.
Lin Er opened his storage bag, and the box containing the mermaid's tears turned into powder as soon as it came out. However, the mermaid's tears melted into the water as soon as they entered the water, turning into a group of slightly detectable bubbles.
On the contrary, it was precisely because Lin Er was a dying man that I didn't have much emotion.
But he didn't expect that he would be injured instead of being able to kill Lin Er.
"He really doesn't want to live at all."
This person might have had some talent in the future, and might have been able to join the ranks of the older generation, but now he has no chance at all...
"Dao Yu" raised his hand and made a starting move that Lin Er was not familiar with.
Lin Er's eyes gradually fell into darkness. Relying on the breath that protected his heart, he opened the storage bag under him with a thought.
Yes, just relying on a punch of the physical body, "Daoyu" has not completely shattered Cui Chunrou "Chen Kuang" who was handed over to Lin Er by Wen Si.
But Cui Chun twitched his lips and cursed in his heart.
Wind, clouds, rain, and air all gathered in one palm!
But what I was thinking about was actually something else.
Li Hongyou even had a slight illusion just now, thinking that he could not turn the situation around.
But although he was determined to die, he also couldn't help frowning.
"Bo."
Chu Wenruo said calmly: "Today, you are killing someone."
If you let me continue to live, becoming a saint is only a matter of time.
Lin Er sighed in his heart.
A familiar old man's voice sighed and replied, "It's just a level road."
Lin Er doesn't have any reasonable passive ability.
Xuanxuanjing shook his head and said, "Bad, you should accompany him to the front."
I shook my head again. "This game is destined to be like this. Junior brother, are you still doubting it? No matter what, this is a dead end. Junior brother, just resign and accept the defeat. You can leave now."
Wen Si walked to the back of the checkpoint and said, "After passing this point, we will reach the territory of Yang Country. Can you still escort us a little further?"
I wanted to finish writing this in one go, and I've been updating for a while now. I think there should be another chapter to end this one... probably
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