There are not many people standing in the red world.
The powerful men of the Shengtian Religion who were controlled were like divine help. They knew no pain, and were not even afraid of death, and kept fighting.
Even Bai Ye and the others had to join the war again.
Fortunately, Ding Mo and others are here, otherwise Bai Ye and the others would not be able to hold on for long.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen looked solemn. If this continues, they will all die here.
He is worthy of being a great villain who has been suppressed for endless years, and his strength is extraordinary!
If you can't break the current situation, you will become more and more passive.
Boom!
The divine thunder continued to fall, striking the mountain of flesh and blood.
The huge body of the Flesh and Blood Mountain was impossible to avoid. In the end, it stopped avoiding it at all.
Carrying the divine thunder, he controlled the powerful men of the Shengtian Sect and started fighting.
There were even blood shadows that pounced on Ding Mo and others, trying to seize their bodies.
Although it is difficult to seize the body without the guidance of the "Holy Mantra", it is not impossible.
It's just a little more troublesome.
On the Shengtian Sect, only three or four people including Shengzi are still struggling and persisting.
Their faces were filled with pain and ferociousness, and it was obvious that they could not hold on for much longer.
"No, uncle...save me...I don't want to die."
The Holy Son was frightened. He had never been so frightened as he was now.
Even though Xiao Chen almost left him behind last time, it was not like what he was like today.
Last time he still had some trump cards that he couldn't use, but today... he felt that all his trump cards were useless.
"How could it be death? This is a great opportunity for immortality..."
Gu Liangping smiled slightly.
"Stop resisting. This great opportunity has been missed. It will never happen in a thousand years."
"You... Gu Liangping, you will not die well."
The Holy Son cursed loudly.
"Why don't you want this great opportunity of immortality? Even if I die, I will never let you go!"
"Haha, even if you want to die, it's impossible."
Gu Liangping was not angry at all and looked at the Flesh Mountain, Nine Tails and Qingdi.
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"How about Broken Star Palace? I don't need to worry about it...and you, abandoned by your master, still think that you are the holy son of Shengtian Sect?"
Listening to Zhao Jiuyang's words, the Holy Son broke his guard and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Even his eyes became red and blood gushed out.
He gritted his teeth, wondering why these old people spoke so unpleasantly.
Ding Mo is like this, and Zhao Jiuyang is like this too!
"Abandoned son... No, I am not an abandoned son. I don't believe it... How could my master harm me? Gu Liangping must have lied to me."
The Holy Son roared angrily, his long hair disheveled, a little crazy.
As his mind became unstable, Zhao Jiuyang punched out, knocking him away and hitting him heavily on the ground.
Click.
There was a sound of breaking bones, and his chest sunk... .??.
Zhao Jiuyang's expression was cold. Even if this punch could not kill the Holy Son, it would still seriously injure him, right?
Just as he stepped forward to strike again, the Holy Son who had fallen to the ground suddenly stood up.
He was bleeding from all his orifices and his whole body turned red.
"Honor my name..."
The Holy Son kept mumbling intermittently.
"this……"
Zhao Jiuyang's eyes shrank. He was controlled? Turned into a monster?
roar!
The Holy Son roared and charged towards Zhao Jiuyang.
His combat power is stronger than when he was at his peak!
Except for the Holy Son, Humpty Dumpty and the rest were a little unable to hold on at this moment.
One by one...it's like being bitten by a zombie and mutating.
"Old monk, you have to kill him before he is controlled."
Xue Chunqiu's eyes flashed and he said.
"Otherwise...it would be dangerous."
"Um."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai nodded and clapped his palm in the air.
Humpty Dumpty had to fight for control of his body while facing attacks from two people. It was already difficult for him to hold on.
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