Repugnant Gateway

The dazzling red light exploded from the Great Demon's Ring, and at this moment they were competing to understand why Da Tianlie just did something that seemed meaningless. He brought back all the injured people and placed them on the ground side by side, only because he wanted to send everyone home.

His home, **** demon world.

Da Tianlie said, in fact, I am Hell Demon Realm.

He used to be the most trusted servant of the devil. He guarded the place called Hell Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. In fact, this has already explained the problem ... Hell Demon Realm and him are a whole.

The fiery red light is the last guardian of Datianlie, and it is also bloody. He used his own flesh and blood to open a way for Chen Shaobai to fight for An. He did n’t want to die, and nobody wanted to die, so he could imagine how much courage he paid when he made this decision.

I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of not following for long.

Chen Shaobai yelled out, he was chopped up.

The red light formed a transmission bridge, which instantly wrapped Anzhan and sent it out. At the moment everyone left, they saw Da Tianlie looking back at their eyes, and saw the face that was only decisive.

"Da Tianlie!"

Chen Shaobai snarled, his voice hardly speaking.

"Thought it would be fine?"

The voice came coldly, as if it was a bang on everyone's heart.

The huge palm has always emerged from midair, the black hole splits, and the burning palm grows larger, and the large one can cover the world. The big hand directly grasped the transmission bridge in the air, and then pulled back violently ... with a bang, a thunder burst in the air. The turbulent air waves and sound waves want to sweep around, and the violent force directly smashes the ring of the devil.

There was no broken barrier, and this moment was exploded by the power of transmission and blocking.

The big hand wanted to catch Anzheng in midair, but the transmission bridge broke, the space was twisted, and several people were caught in the black hole without knowing where to go. However, the transmission bridge has just unfolded, so they do n’t go far at all, and may still be in the ring of the big devil.

With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt as if something exploded in his mind, it was a pain that was almost unbearable. Being pulled out from the teleport by force is as if it was originally stuck in a jar. The jar itself is smaller than the human head, but it feels like the hand is pulling the person out of the jar by the hand The whole body is stretched infinitely.

An Zheng felt where he fell heavily. The serious injury on his body made him unable to get up after landing, not even moving. Everyone's injuries were very serious. An Zheng heard a muffled noise. He knew that everyone hadn't been able to leave, and all fell.

It was dark all around, and An Zheng once suspected that his eyes were blind. There was no ray of light here, and An Zheng made sure that he could not see anything with his eyes open. He forced himself to calm down and feel his companions. When he heard a quick or heavy gasp, he finally relaxed a little.

"Where is this?"

That was the weak voice of Monk Xuan Ting, followed by a bright light, and the thorny eyes burst into pain. It was a string of crystal clear beads, floating in mid-air to light up the surrounding space. Monk Xuan Ting was considered to be the least injured among several people, struggling to sit up and look around. The monkey fell not far from him and was awake, but could not move. A little further away is the little golden dragon. The blood hole on his body is still bleeding out. Because he has been hit hard just after he recovered his strength, he has returned to about a foot long and looks dying.

Beside Xiao Jinlong is Shuran Anran. In fact, her injury is the lightest, but her cultivation ground is also the weakest. The magician without the devil is actually not terrible. Because of her weakest strength, she fell into a coma when she fell to the ground.

Both Chen Shaobai, Du Shou and An Zheng were awake, but no one could stand up again.

"The ghost knows where this is."

Chen Shaobai coughed a few times and felt that his internal organs were almost squirting out. The strength of coughing is not obvious, nor dare to be big, but the internal organs seem to be shattered by the shock, and spout out with the cough. Chen Shaobai even had the illusion that he could touch his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys by touching it on the ground.

"Are you alive?"

An Zheng asked.

"Alive."

Everyone responded except the unconscious beamer Enron, and his voice was very weak. At this moment, everyone just wants to lie still, even if it is an ordinary child of five or six years old, they can be packed and sent to hell.

"Alive, but who knows how much longer?"

Chen Shaobai looked sad to the extreme, and his white face was scary lying there. Among all people, his grief is the heaviest. The master who didn't think he was his master died somehow, didn't he say he would never die? The man who said that he was his loyal servant was dead. The word hanging in his mouth all day is that the devil said this, and the devil said that ...

"At this time, living a few more seconds, a few minutes seems meaningless."

The monkey forced himself to turn over, and lying there made him feel like a waste. But he turned over and regretted it. The injury was behind his back. When he lay down, he felt that his spine was rubbing against the ground.

That is, at the moment of turning over, the monkey seemed to see something.

"what is that?"

He raised his finger in one direction with difficulty, and everyone turned their heads to look over. It was very difficult for them to turn their heads. In that direction, there is indeed something ... it is a seat, built very large, and looks like it was made of some precious jade. Vaguely, you can still see some rune-like things flowing, like an elf with life.

"That used to be your throne."

The monkey grinned, a little bit heartless: "Little white face, everyone is dead in your house."

Chen Shaobai looked at the majestic Demon Lord's throne and suddenly laughed, bitterly and bitterly making everyone feel it. This may be a kind of irony, the house was transferred to the original hall of the Lord Devourer. And this hall should be in the ring of the devil, and it seems that there is not even a kilometer away from the place where they fought.

"I bet you will find us in less than two minutes."

"How can he not kill?"

"When Da Tianlie finally sacrificed himself, that strength was enough to kill the strong man at the peak of Immortal Venerable Realm?"

"Even if it's insufficient, it's almost the same."

Chen Shaobai did not want to speak while lying there, and when he mentioned Da Tianlie, he felt a knife cutting back and forth in his heart, but he refused to stop. The hands of the two demons grabbed the saws from left to right, and sat down on both sides of his heart, pulling continuously, and once, the blood and flesh he cut were blurred.

"Here was the place where the Lord Devourer took control of the Demon Realm. Maybe Tian Tianlie felt at the last minute that there was no way to send us away, so he tried his best to send us to this place. Maybe he had his own ideas, Maybe just subconsciously ... "

Monk Xuan Ting looked down at the wound on his chest. The wound was so big that he saw the beating heart faintly.

"It seems destiny."

Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke, and his voice made everyone hurt.

"We didn't kill him at the beginning, and we thought that we had torn open the time, and we thought we would succeed if we came again. But now it seems that even if we come again, three times, and ten times, they are not his opponents. At the peak. We ca n’t, and we still ca n’t. The number of times of reincarnation has lost meaning. This robbery ca n’t be avoided by anyone ... Anzheng, what do I think now do you know? I ’m thinking, if I die like this It ’s okay, tired ... I ’m still like that, and now I feel your kind of tiredness. "

Ann scolded: "Is it given up? Fool."

Chen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can you do?"

He saw the blood on his finger, raised his hand hard, the drop of blood on the tip of the finger fell on the swaying, can fall at any time. Perhaps because of the attachment to the body, this drop of blood swayed there for a long time.

"If bleeding can stop the disaster, I am not afraid of bleeding. If sacrifice can save all beings, I am not afraid of sacrifice. What I am afraid of is this kind of desperation that still makes no sense. Anzheng, you tell me that we still have hope ?"

After Chen Shaobai asked this sentence, the blood finally fell from his fingers ... but the blood didn't fall to the ground.

Suddenly, the drop of blood flew out horizontally, drawing a thin streamer to the throne. All the running runes on the throne of the Demon Lord stopped, forming a six-pointed star pattern, and the drop of blood was falling in the middle of the six-pointed star.

A thin line of blood stretched out on the throne, lighting up all the runes. Immediately following, a huge suction appeared to pull Chen Shaobai's body in the past. Chen Shaobai bumped heavily on the throne, rolled over and rolled down, but just sat there.

It's just that, and nothing more magical happened. There was hope in everyone's heart at that moment, but after waiting for a few minutes, they realized that there was no hope. The throne is very bright, and the runes are very complicated, but only so, just like the patterns on the brocade, embellishment only.

Chen Shaobai exhaled a long breath, his smile more bitter.

"It's this time, and God is still teasing us."

His palm rested on the armrest of the throne, and the touch from his fingertips was not smooth, as if there were many very fine patterns. At this moment, a virtual hand appeared next to his hand, grabbed his hand and put it forward ... When Chen Shaobai's palm was placed in that position, a hexagram star also lit up under his palm Phalanx.

Chen Shaobai turned his head subconsciously, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, the air was still, the time was paused, everyone kept their original movements stiff there, and even their breathing stopped. Standing next to the throne is a person, a person they are familiar with ... The person's hand is holding Chen Shaobai's hand, standing there, looking at Chen Shaobai smiling, but this smile is so creepy to everyone.

Elder Mo.

He stood there, like a ghost.