The sword energy was turbulent, and within three feet of the two, the rain evaporated.

This vast sword energy surged out of Zhao Wujiang's body.

In order to prevent ghosts and gods from evading or resisting, Zhao Wujiang imprisoned the other party with his body.

At the same time, I cannot escape the vast sword energy.

The sword energy penetrated his body, and a blood hole the size of a fist appeared on his body, and the blood hole was flowing gurgling.

The ghost mist of ghosts and gods also dissipated, and the black robe was shattered. A big hole appeared behind him, and you could see the flesh and blood of broken organs and flesh in your body after being ravaged by sword energy.

The aura of ghosts and gods was rapidly fading, and his throat made a sound of hoho and choking. He looked at Zhao Wujiang in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that Zhao Wujiang would burst out with shocking power in an instant, fearless and destined to die, and adopted a method that was almost the same.

His and Zhao Wujiang's figures fell backwards one after another, falling heavily on the broken walls, blood flowing all over the ground, and bloody smells gathered in the air.

He stretched out his hand and stretched out to Mu Qianqian and the great master of the demon clan with difficulty. He wanted to ask for help, but wanted to say, what about teammates, save them.

But whether it is Mu Qianqian or the great master of the demon clan, they just looked at him coldly and remained indifferent.

He finally fully understood why the Clay Bodhisattva wanted to use this kind of poisonous trick to deal with Zhao Wujiang instead of encirclement and suppression.

Because Zhao Wujiang, as the top strong man who gathers world luck, before the world collapsed, his strength was equal to that of them, and even even worse than that of them.

If Zhao Wujiang fought hard, he would definitely drag someone into the water and would never go back.

What's more, there are powerful people like the sword master Li Chunjun.

Without the use of a poisonous plan, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

At the same time, they can't wait for the world to collapse.

Because when the world is heading towards the end of destruction, they cannot hide the aura of outsiders no matter what, and will be found by Zhao Wujiang.

If they want to seize the luck of the world, they must face Zhao Wujiang.

As long as you face Zhao Wujiang, you will face Zhao Wujiang's trapped beasts that die together.

He also realized that he was put on a travesty by the Clay Bodhisattva. The one who died should have been the Clay Bodhisattva.

But the Cyprus asked him to speak out and threaten Zhao Wujiang. He seemed to be fighting with Li Chunjun, but in fact he was avoiding Zhao Wujiang's attack on his deathbed.

No wonder, the wolf god and the Gu god both chose to give in and did not force Zhao Wujiang too much.

But he himself thought he was sure to win, but he didn't expect that Zhao Wujiang was completely angered by the death of the people.

Now that his aura is constantly dissipating, he can actually survive, as long as the wolf god and the Gu god help.

But he knew that if one person was missing, he would get a share of the pie in the end, and the Wolf God and the others would not take action for him at all.

His eyes became increasingly dissipated, and his heart suddenly felt infinite regret.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have come to this secret world to find the foundation stone spiritual technique of the Immortal Golden Body and the Demonic Swallowing Technique.

If I had known it, even if I couldn't find it, I wouldn't have coveted the luck of the collapse of this world.

If I had known it, he would have been more compassionate and not be aggressive.

But there are not so many people in the world who know it earlier, and there are not so many ifs.

He stared at the sky in a daze, staring at the clay Buddha and the sword master who were flying down from the sky, watching the heavy rain, the rain curtain was like a coffin lid, submerging his body and soul breath.

Zhao Wujiang gasped.

He is not dead yet.

But he is not far from death.

He was already exhausted and could no longer face any powerful man such as the clay Buddha or the Gu God.

The pile of rocks he was lying on was stained with blood.

He saw someone flying in the heavy rain, and it was a fiery red figure.

He remembered that it was the high priest of the Jade Tent of the Grassland Court, named Linlang, a girl who had a deep discussion with him.

He saw Linlang crying and the pear blossoms were raining, becoming more and more beautiful in the heavy rain, which made people feel pity, and came to him.

He smiled, just as gentle and kind as he was when he first met.

Linlang cried and laughed, desperately pouring his cultivation into his body.
Chapter completed!