His hand sank, and the subsequent changes made Murong Wu stunned for a moment.
There was a strong wind above his head.
Murong Wu had no time to think, and he suddenly slashed upwards with the enlarged version of the soul-repelling body, sending debris flying everywhere.
The mountain began to topple inward, trying to bury them alive.
Emperor Jueshang was dressed in silver, with purple fighting spirit flying around, mixed with messy stones, and it was indescribably thrilling.
The cold air passed over my ears, the hair on my back stood up, and the dense stone rain continued to take away fresh lives one by one.
Murong Wu waved his soul and leaned towards Di Jueshang.
The stone chips he chopped up kept flying, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
The mountain began to sink, but while it was sinking, the mountainside seemed to have been struck by Tiancheng's axe, breaking in half, and the huge mountain smashed into it.
Run, now I can only run But the place is so big, how can we run around?
In a natural cemetery, there is no need to even dig a hole.
The body is buried directly, and the blood stains are gone. click If there was a bolt from the blue, the solid mountain would be so fragile and easily broken.
The mountain was getting closer and closer, with a dark shadow looming over her head.
Even Murong Wu didn't know how to escape at this time, but there was still no fear on her face.
She stepped back with her left foot to avoid the rocks that were thrown at her.
Her face only showed calmness. .
The mountain, pressing down, brought up the terrifying strong wind, making people even more untenable, and the smell of death lingered in the nose.
Suddenly, the waist tightened, and then moved back, and the whole person was pulled into a hard embrace.
Then, a silver light appeared in front of his eyes, and a silver sickle appeared in the hand of the person protecting him.
The silver light flowed, holding it in his mouth.
Great power.
Murong Wu was held in her arms, and Di Jueshang was seen holding the sickle and swung it with all his strength.
There was a ferocious sound from heaven and earth Poof, Murong Wu's chest felt hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Murong Wu's face turned livid, and she tried her best to suppress the boiling in her blood vessels.
At the same time, the white clothes on her chest were stained with a sticky dampness.
I think little Snowball couldn't resist it either.
Emperor Jueshang in front of him was not feeling well either.
His arms holding the silver sickle were visibly trembling, and the corners of his mouth were faintly scarlet.
If anyone were here, they would definitely be shocked beyond words by this scene.
A silver figure was holding a woman in white, holding a silver sickle in his hand, and was chopping up the mountain that had been smashed down.
In front of the huge mountain, the two figures were almost The small ones can be ignored, but it is these two figures that support a life.
The strong wind blows against the human face, white and white, dancing silver ink, beautiful but spectacular Murong Wu felt that the body of the person holding her was already a little unstable, but looking at the side of his face, he was still so cold, but it was reassuringly cold.
Only the sweat on his forehead proved what kind of difficulties he was facing.
Her feet sank into the earth little by little, and the mountain came down little by little.
Murong Wu put one hand around Di Jueshang's lean waist, and used the other to break Di Jueshang's hand around her waist.
At this time, she couldn't be distracted.
Emperor Jueshang was sure that the person in his arms would not fall out, so he took out his hands and held the handle of the sickle with both hands.
There was no panic on his face, and there was only hardness in his eyes.
Murong Wu wrapped her hands around Di Jueshang.
At this level, she couldn't help him at all.
To move around would be to seek death.
Di Jueshang held the sickle in both hands, secretly exerting force, his shoulders were extremely heavy, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood stained the silver sickle handle, but he did not dare to relax at all.
Murong Wu hugged Di Jueshang and felt the trembling of the muscles, but she didn't know how to help him.
She had inner strength and that strange power, but she just didn't know if she could help him.
The trembling was getting bigger and bigger.
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How could anyone resist the force of nature?
The silver sickle clanked, and half of my calf had already sunk into the ground.
The sweat on my forehead was dripping down.
The surroundings were full of rocks and pitch black.
The cracks in the ground are like greedy mouths, devouring life.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Five updates, originally I wanted to update 10,000 times in February, but I just remembered today that February has 28 days.
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