Although Qiushi had a smile on her face, there was also a trace of cold sweat on her forehead...

Obviously...she is not as relaxed as she looks.

Tao Yaoyao is much more difficult to deal with than expected. I haven't solved one of them yet, but now there are three more.

And also killed Shen Jie and the others?

It's really strong enough.

Looking up at the goddess of wish, there are not many stars of wish left in the wish bottle held in her arms.

Qiushi doesn't know how long she can hold back...

"Damn it! Haven't you, the Pope, had enough fun?"

There was a rare hint of resentment on her petite and pretty face...

But...she can only stop it here.

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In the death fight cage, Yan Lu could only watch helplessly as Shen Jie and the others were killed by Jiang Jiuli and the others in less than three minutes.

His eyes were full of anger.

What on earth do these people with wine and rice bags do for food? Have all the ninth-level strength been cultivated on dogs?

Can't even stop a few young people?

And...when did they become so strong?

He is even far ahead of the young people of his generation, and has gradually become equal to the strong men of the older generation.

The growth rate is really fast.

Things have gradually gone beyond Yan Lu's control, which makes him extremely unhappy.

But he couldn't get out of this death-match cage. How could Hongdou be so easy to kill?

In the other three cages, Kui opened the Honkai Heart on her own without using Ren Jie's key, and Nian Chu didn't take any advantage at all.

Bi Luo was also a fierce bunch, and they didn't suffer any loss when fighting against two. Although Qing Jiu was a bit more difficult to deal with, Foxtail only got four, and there were still six left.

Obviously it won't be possible for a while.

The most likely one is the death battle cage where Wei Wuwang is.

He has three powerful realms, and he is still at the ninth level.

Although he is the strongest ninth-level warrior in the world, he has also single-handedly killed the Chariot Executive, and has the record of defeating the tenth-level warrior in reverse.

But it's just a one-on-one challenge.

The three mighty figures joining forces are enough to suppress Wei Wuwang's offensive. The difference in levels cannot be ignored.

I saw Yan Lu glaring fiercely at Bai Zhi, Yu Hu, and Ling Dong!

"I only give the three of you one minute. If you can't kill him, you, the Holy Clothed Bishops, don't become saints anymore!"

As long as you have the power to escape from the cage, you can break this situation.

No matter how strong Jiang Jiuli and the others are, they can't withstand the offensive of Wei Jing!

Hongdou smiled and turned her eyes into crescent moons:

?(?? ??) "Oh, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry~"

And Bai Zhi, Lin Dong, and Yu Yan were almost annoyed to death by Wei Wuwu.

He was indeed strong, with a lot of physical strength, but even with the full output of a few people, he was killed hundreds of times.

But every time, a witch appeared and hugged Wei Wuwang.

He has been resurrected countless times and joined the battle again, seemingly unable to be killed.

But as the number and frequency of deaths gradually increased, the witch's shadow became fainter.

This gave Lingdong and the others some hope.

Obviously...even the most incomprehensible resuscitation technique has its limits.

"Come together and fuck him!"

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and Wei Wuwang, who was covered in blood, was violently thrown to the prison wall, vomiting blood, his eyes were blood red, and even the tattered windbreaker was stained with blood.

I saw Lin Dong gritting his teeth and saying:

"God is coming? God of the night!"

"Swallow the night!"

Ling Dong's figure disappeared, turning into pitch black night, like a quagmire, sucking and swallowing Wei Wuwang's body.

An endless chill came, icy to the bone, as if it would freeze Wei Wuwang's body and mind. The thick night was flowing along his mouth and nose, and all the acupuncture points were drilling into his body.

Severe pain was felt everywhere in the body.

At the same time, Bai Zhi shouted angrily:

"God is coming? God of the sun!"

As he spoke, a giant sun rose in the cage. The blazing heat was enough to melt everything, almost filling the entire death-fighting cage.

"Falling Sun!"

Under Bai Zhi's control, the divine sun hit Wei Wuwang hard.

And Ember also took action: "God is coming? God of flames!"

"Everything burns to the ground!"

A wisp of fire adhered to the surface of Shenyang's shadow, and the combination of flames and sun raised the temperature to an extreme again.

At that darkest moment of the night, the blazing divine sun fell down and hit Wei Wuwang hard.

Squeezing him on top of the prison wall, the high temperature turned everything into ashes. Even though Wei Wuwu had tried his best to swallow the energy in Shenyang's shadow, this was far beyond his endurance limit.

The skin and flesh were burnt and sizzling, and life was passing by rapidly.

Wei Wuwang slowly closed his eyes...

Are you going to die again?

Can...can we see her again?

But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in my heart, echoing in my ears.

"Hasn't it always been you who refused to see me?"

"When did you...become like this?"

Wei Wuwang's pupils shrank and his expression froze for an instant...

His eyes were full of complexity.

Yes, when did I...become like this?

I used to... I clearly hated this kind of myself the most...

Even the endless night couldn't block Wei Wuwang's gaze. At this moment, Wei Wuwang, who was on the verge of death, tilted his head and slowly looked at the meiqian on the holy altar.

At this moment, he was undergoing endless torture. The severe pain made his facial features distort and his body could not stop shaking...

The twisted expression, the tears in his eyes, the blood on his cheeks.

Everything coincided with the figures in his mind.

At this moment, Wei Wuwang seemed to have returned to that desperate night...

That... night when I lost everything.

Wei Wuwang... was once a young man. At that time, he was also the unrivaled genius of Daxia. Although he carried the identity of a demon binder, his powerful strength and terrifying record could still silence all those who doubted him.

Although he is not a leader, but... even the bright moon dares to compete with the scorching sun.

The Tianzong team he led showed their full potential on this fertile soil.

But under the invasion of the demonic tide, a battle to defend the city changed everything.

He fought with all his strength and squeezed everything out of his body, but he could only watch his teammates die one by one in the demon's mouth, being torn to pieces...

The wailing sound, the sound of flesh and blood being chewed, and bones being crushed, still echo in my ears and linger.

Wei Wuwang also wanted to go with them, which was good, as Tianjiao would eventually come to an end...

But fate played a joke on him...

When only Wei Wuwang was killed on the battlefield, support arrived...

After the demons were wiped out, leaving only corpses on the ground, Wei Wuwang frantically looked for his teammates.

But four people couldn't put together a body.

Wei Wuwang, who was extremely grieved, picked up the knife and slashed towards his neck.

But Tang Chao grabbed him, tightly grasped the blade with his big hand, and cursed loudly with blood flowing out:

"You are not afraid of death when riding a horse, but you are afraid of living? Are you still a man?"

"Stay alive for me! Along with their share!"

"Don't let their death be in vain!"

Wei Wuwang knelt on the ground slumped, roared loudly, cried heartbreakingly, and his tears... were filled with heartbreak.

That day, he lost his carefully chosen family.

That day, he chose to carry on the dreams of his companions and survive.
Chapter completed!