"No, if this continues, Mr. Li will definitely lose!"

Mr. Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's help! Otherwise, if Mr. Li loses, we will not be spared."

In fact, it doesn’t take Mr. Yu to say that the others have already been prepared.

More than a dozen figures flew into the sky.

Only the seriously injured shadow charm stayed below.

Her natal sword was completely shattered when she saved Han Ye.

Now not only is the sea of ​​consciousness almost collapsed, but he is seriously injured.

More importantly, even his strength has been reduced by half.

If you go up to fight now, you will not only not be able to help, but will become a burden.

Ying Mei's eyes occasionally swept through the anxious air of the battle.

But he couldn't help but fall on Di Mingjue.

His cold and solemn brows frowned tightly, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable panic and worry.

Is the Lord dead?

No, it is absolutely impossible!

In Yingmei and others' hearts, Di Mingjue is the most powerful, perfect and invincible strong man in this world.

Di Beixuan is powerful, but how can he really hurt Di Mingjue?

What exactly happened?

What does the [container] in Li Weiran’s mouth mean?

So isn’t the Lord dead, but the soul is being devoured?

But no matter what, Ying Mei would never believe that the Lord would die so easily.

She took a deep breath, took out another bottle of elixir and put it into her mouth.

Then he covered his chest that was so painful as the fire, stood up, and walked towards Di Mingjue.

She has the pill given by Miss Jun in her hand. Maybe... Maybe if you take the pill given by Miss Jun, you will get better?

However, as soon as Ying Mei's hand touched Di Mingjue's body, she felt a burning pain suddenly hit.

My brain seemed to be hit hard, and an extreme fear and the feeling of wanting to surrender came to my heart.

It made her almost want to fall to her knees.

What does this feel like?

Even when Di Mingjue completely released the pressure of the Immortal Emperor level, she never felt this way.

It's like I've become a humble ant.

What is conveyed from Di Mingjue is a noble god.

Ying Mei didn't dare to get closer, so she had to hold her hands tightly beside Di Mingjue.

At this time, the battle in the sky finally changed.

More than a dozen figures suddenly flew backwards and smashed on the yellow sand.

Fortunately, the one below is no longer quicksand, otherwise these people would have been swallowed up in an instant.

Ying Mei was shocked and hurried forward to support Han Ye.

Han Ye was full of holes at this time, as if he was gnawing out by some insect and ant.

Although he did not bleed, his face twitched pale due to extreme pain.

"Han Ye, how are you?"

Han Ye opened his eyes with difficulty and subconsciously showed a soothing smile.

Just as he was about to speak, Di Beixuan's cold laughter came from the air: "Just because of you guys, you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Li Weiran, what else do you have to say now?"

Li Weiran was already wearing red clothes, and even though his clothes were stained with blood, he could hardly see them.

But the hem of his clothes was oozing blood drop by drop.

Bright red and dazzling.

His neck was held by Di Beixuan's hand, and his whole body was lifted in mid-air, and he was unable to struggle.

The already pale face was almost bloody at this time.
Chapter completed!