The light ball surrounding me became brighter and brighter. After a while, no one dared to look at it. The white light emitted by the light ball was even more dazzling than the sun. At this moment, a sudden change broke out.

Countless tiny crescent-shaped Dou Qi waves rage out from the light ball, sweeping everything like tearing the sky and the earth. The countless Dou Qi blades emitted from the light ball at a speed of several thousand rounds per second, shooting randomly regardless of direction or target.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it was completely destroyed by these raging fighting spirit blades in an instant. No one had the ability to resist at all. In the face of such power, human standing seemed so small, and this was simply the divine power of nature.

At this time, I was not dead. I was suffering from unimaginable pain in the ball of light. Every second, countless fighting blades jumped out of my sweat pores. That kind of pain was simply beyond imagination.

Despite such rapid catharsis, the fighting energy in my body not only did not decrease, but also increased rapidly. I knew... in just a few seconds, I would die by the fighting energy in my body. At this time, I remembered a way of death that Qinglong told me - self-destruction!

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I secretly began to prepare for self-destruction. I wanted to see how these so-called prayers would resurrect me after self-destruction.

Almost as I was on the verge of death, Xiaodai was also full of dangers. The Three Heroes Gang, who had already figured out Xiaodai's strength, specially formulated a set of combat policies for Xiaodai - the Light Magical Group concentrated all its firepower to attack Xiaodai!

Under the attack of hundreds of thousands of light mages, Xiaodai's blood was decreasing like a waterfall. Faced with such a situation, Xiaodai was powerless. Who told him to be born to be afraid of the light magic? It seems that he was doomed this time because I couldn't pull it out to call it back.

Soon, Xiaodai's blood had already dropped to the dangerous zone. In just three seconds, Xiaodai's blood had fallen to a thousand mark. He looked helplessly at the new wave of attacks. Xiaodai finally waved the big knife in his hand. After sending the six warriors of the Sanxiong Gang into hell with one knife, he was then hit by hundreds of thousands of Guangxi magic and turned into a pile of broken bones and spread on the ground.

Seeing this undefeated fear skeleton finally fell down, the people from the Sanxiong Gang couldn't help but cheer, but they were too happy. Just as their cheers were just getting started, a surging roar began to ring in their ears.

Almost the moment when Xiaodai died, I felt it. Unexpectedly... as powerful as Xiaodai, he was still killed. The exercises that had been in vain for a while ago seemed to be wasted. A strong sense of hatred arose from my heart. Almost without thinking, I triggered the last blow that was ready - self-destruction!

As I roared, the energy in the space began to concentrate on my body frantically, and the brightness of the light ball had already brightened to a terrible level. Seeing this scene, Leng Jun was horrified by a man in white robe behind him, "No...he! He is going to self-destruct!"

I took a last look at Xiaodai, and as its blue and black bones gradually turned into a ball of white light, then with a full of hatred, I began to explode!

The space suddenly stagnated and then began to expand outward at an unparalleled speed. The light ball I formed expanded outward at an unthinkable speed, without being restricted by any time and space. All obstacles that blocked were suddenly distorted. Then, as the light ball passed by, it turned into dust and fell down in a scattering manner.

Within a radius of 1,000 meters, millions of troops and the city walls of 1,000 meters all turned into ashes in this attack. From this moment on, my name became a taboo in the Sanxiong Gang, a taboo that cannot be raised.

At the same time, Xiaodai finally turned into white light completely, but... it did not disappear slowly, but instead swam rapidly in the energy circle generated by my self-destruction. The flesh and blood formed by my body was caught by it in a slight way. Finally... it turned into a blood-red ball of meat made of meat paste, turning bloodily in the air, and then suddenly shook, it disappeared mysteriously. Unfortunately... the people at the scene were dead, and no one saw this scene.

After enduring endless pain, I finally released my self-destruction and watched my body turn into a bloody and fuzzy ball. It felt really bad. I actually had a yu hope that I would make others look like this, because I wanted all enemies to taste the taste of doing this. Now... I finally understand why the members of the Sword of Death were so devoured. I only died twice and almost became that person.

A white light flashed and I appeared on the sixth-level teleportation array. Although my body no longer had severe pain, the memory I just now was still there. I could even recall the feeling of severe pain torture me. It was really not a pain that people could withstand.

It took me a long time to get back and stand up with trembling all over. Although my body didn't hurt anymore, my nerves couldn't relieve for a while and remained in the state just now. Maybe... this is the self-protection consciousness of human nerves.

As I barely controlled my body, I immediately contacted Killing Love. This kid actually died. While complaining that this kid had wasted all my efforts, he was very pleased with his loyalty. How many friends, brothers, can you make such a person in your life?

Since the murderous love has come back, I let go of my worries and breathed a sigh of relief. I continued to let myself sank on the ground, and secretly swear in my heart that unless the most critical moment comes, I will never use this terrifying Azure Dragon Sword again. This is simply not something that humans can use, and the price is too high.

After lying on the ground for more than ten minutes, the members of the Sword of Death died one after another. The reason they knew they were back was because when they appeared, the blood was only 1 o'clock, which was a characteristic that would only be there after resurrection.

After about ten minutes, the members of the Sword of Death finally died and returned. The last one came back was a small man. It seemed that this kid was indeed powerful, otherwise he would not have been able to last. I really don’t know where he is better than others. If he plays alone, it would be fine. Now he is fighting in the enemy’s nest, and he is still so powerful and last.

For a moment, I didn't have the strength to speak, and my nerves were basically not very obedient. Every command I issued was greatly resisted, as if I was commanding not my own body, so... I could only look at every member of the Sword of Death one by one.

The first time I saw them when they died, I wondered if they were in a different state of mind. I found that their expressions were very perverse, and their expressions revealed a perverted blood-devouring expression, as if they were trying hard to suppress the anger and impulse in their hearts. Everyone sat quietly in the corner, burying their heads and enduring something.

I know some of their feelings, and I have this feeling myself, that is, the ambition for killing my enemies. What they want to do most now is to make all the enemies look like they were just now, because that kind of pain is really unbearable.

No one spoke, everyone sat there silently, even me who gradually regained my ability to move, because I was also trapped by a blood-sucking emotion secretly in my heart. Now I can only try my best to suppress this anger into my heart, press it hard, and suppress them all to the deepest part of my heart. Only in this way can I be better off.

Just as we were secretly restraining our murderous aura, the Sanxiong Gang was in chaos, and the men in black were sitting limply in the gang hall, with a gloomy expression.

Leng Jun walked back and forth anxiously like a monkey with a burned tail, muttering: "MD, it was almost repaired, but now it was good, and he even broke down a kilometer of the city wall. Our plan to go on the expedition is delayed again. What can we do if this continues? We must find a way to solve this problem quickly, otherwise our Three Heroes will never have peace."

The man in black said in a trembling voice like a mosquito: "I didn't want to disturb him, but now that's it, I have to trouble him, Leng Jun! You can quickly send me a letter to the eighth floor of Luoying Canyon, hand it over to the ancestor Wuri, and tell him that his disciples were bullied outside and let him uphold justice!"

After hearing the man in black, Leng Jun stopped suddenly and asked the man in black in confusion: "Ancestor Wu Ri? Who is he? Can he defeat that bastard? You have also seen his performance today. Do you really think he can defeat that man?"

The man in black smiled embarrassedly, forcing himself to restrain the horror scenes that were played back over and over again in his mind, as well as the unforgettable pain feeling, and said viciously: "Hmph! If you have seen the ancestor Wuri take action, then you wouldn't ask such a childish word. Don't ask more, send a letter immediately. Believe me, the day he came is the day when that kid surrendered. I want to return them to me hundreds or thousands of times. Go back quickly!"

Leng Jun didn't ask anything else, and took the paper and pen, and made the man in black write a few words in a trembling manner, then handed it to Zhuzi, and said to Zhuzi and Dashan: "This matter is crucial, and mistakes are absolutely not allowed, so... you and Dashan go for a trip in person, remember... you must deliver the letter as soon as possible."

Zhuzi didn't say anything, took the letter paper and said firmly: "Boss, don't worry, I will definitely deliver the letter in time, and it will never be delayed. Dashan and I will go there now, and the gang will be left alone. Be careful, those bastards are not human at all!"

Leng Jun nodded in emotion. No matter what the circumstances, the three brothers had never tried to turn against each other. The friendship between them was undeniable. The reason why he insisted on defeating the devil was because he didn't want the fruits of his brother's labor to be destroyed by the devil. If this gang was just him, he might have disbanded long ago, no matter how large it had developed.

Zhuzi bowed slightly, turned around quickly, walked out of the gang hall. The man in black looked at Zhuzi's departure back, held the chair handle with difficulty, stood up tremblingly, sneered a few times, and laughed nervously: "Hahaha... Since you forced me, don't blame me. You asked me to put this devil in. All the consequences will be borne by you! Feilong Gang... I will turn you into a crawler Gang! Hahahaha..."

Looking at the crazy man in black, Leng Jun couldn't help but frown. The reason why so many things happened was all because of this person. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to invite this Wuri Ancestor this time, but... they had no other choice, right?

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