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Chapter 1857 Survival

"This guy..." is more difficult than expected.

Ningxia concentrates his mind, changes his mind sharply, and communicates as the cornerstone of Chonghuanjian.

"This person has a strong strength and is not comparable to us. I may have a back seat. Should we leave first?"

Langwu had a head-on fight with the other party. For him, Jiang Yan was a very terrible opponent. With his strength, he could not even touch the other party's bottom line, let alone Ningxia. It is a blessing to trap people like this now, and it is probably difficult to kill him.

He could understand Ningxia's anger, but after all, there were risks, because they didn't know if Jiang Yanhui would break free in the next moment. If so, the advantages they had worked hard to create would be gone and might even fall into a more tragic situation.

"It's not me who's angry for a while." Ning Xia shook her head. She was indeed angry, but she knew how much she was. She has always been a self-aware person.

She wanted to kill the other party, and prepared enough surprises for the other party, but she couldn't guarantee that it would be realized. After all, the plan could not keep up with the changes. But now they are facing not just the one trapped in the sea of ​​fire, but maybe a group of people.

"Even if we want to leave now, it's impossible." Ning Xia's face darkened slightly.

Everyone was a little confused, and several Jindan monks seemed to have reacted, with an ugly expression.

"Those people have noticed it outside and are now surrounded by them. If we go out, we will run into them."

Now everyone understands. Who would be around at this time? Anyway, it is impossible for them to be their reinforcements.

The only one waiting outside now is probably the young fellow student who is just now.

Ningxia still remembers most of the guys wearing similar blue mountain shirts with cloud lotus patterns, which looked like a group of people. They didn't know if there were any strong people in the team with similar cultivation levels as the terrifying young man just now.

If they go out at this moment, wouldn’t they die?

"Is Fufeng a plan?" Lang Wu took some basic healing pills, slightly leveled the rolling spiritual energy in his body, and asked Ning Xia directly.

"It's not worthy of being a plan." Ning Xia laughed. If she really had a plan, there was no need to delay it until now: "...there's a chance."

"Do you still remember, why did the whole thing happen?"

——Of course it’s because someone wants to kill them.

So why do these people kill them? Of course, they will die if they don’t kill others.

Why do they die? In the final analysis, it is because of this huge beast tide.

So now it's time to know what they have forgotten.

But probably because they have seen the crazy behaviors of those people to live, they seem to be no longer afraid of seeing the surging beast tides below.

"It is impossible to escape unstoppable under such circumstances." Even though the enemy leader was temporarily trapped, the opponent obviously still had sufficient combat power. Moreover, Ningxia cannot guarantee how long the Maze Matrix can trap them.

Even if they really break through the encirclement and open a way, they may be caught up by the enemy soon and fall into a nightmare cycle.

So it is impossible to escape normally... It is a dead end no matter how you look at it.

As if they understood their thoughts, Ning Xia sneered: "If you have to force us like this, they may not have a way out in the future. Since everything starts with this monster, why not end with this monster? The way they are pointing to is still a clear road."

Ningxia's vision passed through layers of sea of ​​fire and fell below, as if he could see the surging beast group below through the red firelight.

That would be their only way to live.

Only by surviving this level are they called a desperate situation.

"You want to..." Ningxia didn't say it, but Lang Wu already knew her plan. Unexpectedly, it was also expected that no matter how bad it was, it would not be worse than the situation just now.

"Can you believe me again?" Ning Xia looked at everyone with a bright look: "Please help me."

And the answer needs no question.

"It's just... the visitors are guests, and I have to prepare some small surprises for them before this." So that people will think we don't understand the way of hospitality.

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Everyone in Wangyue Pavilion hasn't seen Jiang Yan back for a long time, and they are also somewhat suspicious.

Now that everything you can handle is almost done, the road has been opened. Time is limited, why haven’t Jiang Yan come back yet?

With the opponent's strength, it is more than enough to deal with those minions from other places. It is impossible for something to happen. It is impossible that it can't handle it until now.

This ancestor suddenly left after watching the show. It was nothing, probably because he saw some interesting prey and wanted to do it himself.

The only thing that is pitiful are those prey.

Both disciples of Wangyue Pavilion have a deep understanding of this moody nature. Even they are afraid of it and dare not step down, so as not to inexplicably provoke this devil who kills without blinking.

But in the same way, they don’t want something to happen to each other, at least not to make any happen under their noses.

This saint son has a special identity and a strange physique. Rather than saying that he is a younger child or an independent heir, he is more of ambitions and hopes that Wangyue Pavilion has accumulated over the years.

Wangyue Pavilion has longed for transformation for too long. They don’t want to be blocked by those giants anymore and live a dull day after day. They don’t want to hide in the dark corners and watch the sect decline little by little in the dazzling stars.

They long for strength, for young and lively power to build a decaying body and gain new vitality, and for an opportunity that can completely transform them.

And Jiang Yan was this opportunity.

Therefore, even the old monsters who have not been born in Wangyue Pavilion attach great importance to Jiang Yan and take care of them a lot.

This time, the Mysterious Realm of Killing said that he was asked to lead the team, but in fact he wanted to play. As for how he wanted to play, they were not clear about it and could not control it. Anyway, human life is inevitable.

But there is one thing they know. If something happens to Jiang Yan here, the big men will definitely take their anger when they return to the sect and will definitely not let them go.

And the Wangyue Pavilion has long changed and is no longer as gentle as it used to be.

When they found that the communicator they carried with them did not respond, everyone felt that something had happened, so they hurriedly led a group of disciples to the direction where the other party left.

Could something really be wrong?

Everyone was a little scared. Don't scare them... they really didn't dare to think about the person who could subdue the mad dog. But when they thought of the importance of the Holy Son in the eyes of the upper class, they had to bite the bullet and look for it.
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