"Oh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I'm really going to die now!"

"Run away!"

The numerous demonic soldiers all showed fear on their faces, exclaimed in confusion, and ran towards the bottom of Wangtianya at a faster speed than before.

In the midst of life and death, many people burst out at unimaginable speeds. Unfortunately, the group of monsters behind them were faster than them. Many people were quickly caught up, and screams of misery could be heard.

Under the claws of the magic beast, ordinary magic soldiers are completely vulnerable! "Damn it! Someone has calculated it!"

The old man in yellow robe finally discovered the crux of the problem, but unfortunately it was too late. He could only hold Leng Yanshuang with hatred and run away in embarrassment, with a large group of magical beasts pursuing him.

"No!"

Seeing the holy fruit so close to him being overwhelmed by a large group of monsters, Leng Yanshuang almost wanted to die. Thinking about it, he realized who had tricked him, and he couldn't help but let out an angry howl.

"Saten Demon Soldier! That brat! I'm not done with you!"

In the distance, Chen Luzheng and a group of Shateng demon soldiers were lurking and watching all this with cold eyes, and heard this shrill cry.

"It's not over with us, but we still have to survive."

Chen Lu casually pushed aside a thorn, raised a nice curve at the corner of her lips, looked back with disdain and hummed.

"Haha, that pig-headed guy, even if we compete ten more times, he will still lose!"

"Yes, if Mr. Xunyin competes with him head-on, I'm afraid he will lose even more miserably. However, it seems more comfortable to trick him like this, hehehe..." Qianyuan and Lyle saw Leng Yanshuang being beaten by that
Chapter completed!