Bang! Fu Jingtao put aside the cutter and sat down slowly against the cold rock wall. He gasped for effort, his mouth and nose were full of blood, and the wounds around his body were so painful that they were numb.

The last bit of fire was extinguished, and the eyes were pitch black, and the sound of the collision of energy echoed in the air.

The demon clan protector, the evil sect leader, the foreign powerhouse, the swordsman of the Southern Tang... all the once vicious enemies fell to the ground, wailing about death, and their voices gradually became weaker.

An inexplicable cold surged up on the ground and filled the cave. The soul-attracting impermanence appeared from the void, cracking its bloody mouth, revealing a hideous and cold smile.

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but shiver and murmured: "Am I going to die with these bastards?"

The entrance of the cave has been sealed, and with his current state of exhaustion of true energy, it is impossible to blow it open. In a few more hours, when the oxygen is exhausted, there is only one way to die.

Looking back on the fact that since I was reborn with my body, I have broken through thorns, overcome all difficulties, looked down on all the heroes, and killed countless powerful enemies with a pair of iron fists, stirring up the world's storm. How happy!

Today, who doesn’t know Fu Jingtao’s reputation?

In the eyes of masters from the enemy country, he is a demon-like existence.

No, you can't give up!

Yan Yun has not returned and the war has not stopped. How can he ignore the iron cavalry trampling on the Central Plains? He repeatedly sacrificed his life to fight, isn’t he just to stop the tragedy of red blood from thousands of miles away?

What's more, there is the unparalleled beauty waiting for her return.

Fu Jingtao struggled to stand up, groping around, determined to find a line of vitality to escape from desperate situations, rather than waiting for death.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed inexplicably in the middle of the cave, as if there was a living elf, swam quickly, lighting up the mysterious ancient bronze tripod. It was for this bronze that originated from ancient times and claimed to have collected the fortune of Jiuzhou.

Ding, all forces fought, but almost all of them died.

I saw purple light, covering the entire ancient bronze tripod, with strange words carved on the outside of the tripod, such as mountains, rivers, plants, birds, beasts, insects, fish, dragons, and turtles, as if they were instantly alive. You could vaguely see the blood flowing on the ground.

, gathered into a stream, overflowed the foot of the ancient cauldron, and was constantly swallowed and absorbed.

This Jiuzhou Cauldron is actually automatically absorbing human blood?!

Fu Jingtao took a breath of air conditioning, his thoughts flashed, and endured the pain and moved step by step towards the ancient cauldron. Perhaps, it was the key to escaping from here!
Chapter completed!