Zi Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and smiled at everyone, saying, "I'm fine."

His face was already pale as a sheet.

The beast's shadow just now directly destroyed the golden figure's blow, almost smashing the golden figure into pieces.

Zi Chen took another step forward, and his body swayed again. This time, he coughed up blood.

Then, he staggered forward two steps, leaving golden blood stains on the steps behind him.

"What a fool." Looking at the crumbling Zi Chen, Wu Shuang murmured, but he was very moved in his heart.

Obviously, Zi Chen did this not for himself, but for his companions.

"As expected of the family elders, he is really different." Lang Wei nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration.

Zi Chen walked ninety steps, and there were only nine steps away from the gate of the castle in front of him. However, these nine steps were like nine mountains lying in front of Zi Chen.

The impact of the beast's shadow has dispersed the golden figure. At this moment, all Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts can only gather together to form a passive defense.

At this moment, he was dizzy and on the verge of fainting.

Taking another step, Zi Chen coughed up blood again, and the beast's shadow was broken.

Zi Chen felt that the things in front of him were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. This was truly reaching the extreme state, and his own spiritual thoughts might collapse at any time.

"Zi Chen."

The shouts from behind woke up Zi Chen who was about to faint. His vision became clear again. At this moment, he was only eight steps away from the castle gate.

"No, you can't fall down in the last eight steps." Zi Chen turned around and saw Shangguan Hong who was crying, Wu Shuang whose eyes were a little red, and his companions who were all worried.

He smiled at a few people, then turned back and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!