But the closer it gets, the more blood bursts out.

In the blink of an eye, his eyes turned blood red, and he could even hear the cracking of bones in his ears.

"Colorful glass lamp!"

Li Dan shouted loudly, and a colorful magic lamp appeared.

The field formed instantly just controlled Wang Shu.

Wang Shu was stunned because he found that he had lost control of the Tianluo Umbrella in an instant.

The umbrella seems to be fixed in the air and motionless.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Li Dan turned around.

At some point, a purple gold gourd as thick as a person appeared between his armpits, and Li Dan smiled grimly.

One shot of the gourd.

"Please treasure gourd, kill someone!"

With a hiss, a black light penetrated the space by itself.

Wang Shu suddenly felt a chill on his back and immediately took off control of the Tianluo Umbrella.

Puff!

He suddenly saw himself flying downward.

How is it possible that my spiritual power is out of control?

Then, he saw that his body was still running forward.

But he has no brain.

There was only a black man the size of a palm standing there.

A feeling of dizziness slowly came over.

He seemed to understand a little bit what was going on.

This is impossible.

I feel like I'm going to die.

At this moment, the Tianluo Umbrella lost control, and Li Dan's lost blood immediately returned.

With a quick movement, he immediately collected the colorful glazed lamp and treasure gourd as quickly as possible.

This little black man was so terrifying that half of his spiritual power was drained away.

He grabbed the Tianluo Umbrella, an ancient king's weapon, and took it into the divine palace. Nine-colored flames came out and burned Wang Shu's body directly.

Ignoring the various things exploding from his head below, Li Dan flapped his wings and suddenly dived into the forest to escape.

At this moment, the six saints from all directions immediately chased after Li Dan after a brief daze.

They did not expect that the other party would kill Wang Shu, the Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land, in front of them.

What's more, I didn't expect that the opponent had two pieces of the Ancient King's weapons. No, there were three pieces now.

At this moment, everyone was greedy.

The desperate escape has officially begun!

Mu She was digging a hole for himself when, with a bang, a dead-eyed head fell down.

After rolling three times in a row, the divine palace exploded, and several ancient warriors, elixirs, and elixirs were scattered into the pit.

Looking at these things, especially staring at his head, Mu She was still a little unresponsive.

Wang Shu, is he dead?

Just die like that?

He raised his head and saw that there was not a single figure in the sky, and he didn't notice how it ended.

But looking at the pit full of treasures, Mu Snake immediately howled, and while crying, he quickly collected everything into his divine palace.

"Holy Son, why did you die so quickly? How could you leave me alone? Holy Son, I will definitely take you home. It is not appropriate to bury you in the wilderness. Hey, this is eight
Chapter completed!