Supreme Martial Dao

"Ah... no..."

"God, my hand... don't..."

"Bastard... Let me go out, I want to go back to the sect, don't... I don't want to die here..."

With being covered in this thick fog, as the panic began to spread, in a twinkling of an eye, a burst of screams spread from time to time.

Because, at this moment, terror has already begun.

In the white fog, the horrible devouring power, the horrible decaying ability, has begun to play a role.

The warriors who are shrouded in this layer of white fog, some weaker people, this moment, has been beyond recognition.

The blood is flowing, the flesh and blood of the body, at this moment, it seems to be turned into pus.

The energy in the body is constantly disappearing.

Even, even their souls, this moment seems to be slowly swallowed up.

The crisis of death instantly enveloped these warriors.

The strength of the weak, let them have no resistance in this white fog.

In the screams, very soon, the first warrior fell.

Next, the second, the third...

The fall of every warrior brings double panic and horror.

What is even more desperate is that at this moment, in fear, when they want to quit this place, they realize that their back road has long since disappeared.

Before, obviously, they were only wrapped in thick fog. Under normal circumstances, as long as they can quit smoothly, they will be safe.

But the actual situation.

The actual situation is that at this moment, when they are ready to quit, they find that there is no retreat behind.

No matter how they retreat, they can't get out of this thick fog.

People are still falling down.

Life is constantly passing.

Fear, infinite spread.

The weak warrior, who has died without a burial place, and the powerful warrior, at this moment, is also beginning to despair.

With their strong strength, they persisted in the present.

But, then what?

Now, there is no way out.

The horrible white mist is also swallowing their flesh a little bit, swallowing their spirits and engulfing their energy.

How long they can last.

This kind of pain and despair is the cause of people's collapse...

In the dense fog, it became a mess at this moment.

The screams of heartbreaking screams, I don’t know how much distance has spread.

"Damn, I don't believe it, this thick fog can stop my way to the sun."

In such desperation and fear, a man headed by him looked ugly and angry.

Sri Rizon...

Yes.

At this moment, these people who appear here are not the people of the Liezong.

If Wang Chen heard this, he must wake up in an instant.

Sri Rizon, this name is too clear for Wang Chen.

There is a powerful sect within the Devil's Circle, and it is now a camp of the Allied Alliance.

In this thick fog, there appeared to be a person of the sun.

At this time, the man headed by him is the deputy lord of the Sun Yat-Sen, Hua Guang.

Today, Huaguang came to this white fog with many warriors from the Sun Yat-Sen.

At this moment, watching their own men fall down one by one, watching the boundless crisis and despair, shrouded them, which makes Huaguang raging.

What makes Huaguang angry is that he can't stop the engulfment of this energy.

At this moment, Huaguang’s body has already had a scar and a wound.

These scars, wounds, and cockroaches are incomparable.

The pain of the cone is spreading to every corner of his body.

Rao is a person like Huaguang, and at this moment he feels the crisis of death.

This makes him not angry.

Leave this place.

You must leave this place.

Huaguang does not believe that with his ability, plus the strength of the rest of his team, can only wait to die.

There is no way back, then how?

There is still a way forward.

This time, they are not coming to the place to enter the Devil's Fountain.

After this thick fog, it is the holy spring within the devil world.

Since there is no retreat, they will go all out.

Into the end of this thick fog, enter the holy spring.

On there, they will get everything they want to get this time.

"Go, let me kill and go into the holy spring, let me wait for a great creation."

The roar of the roar came, Huaguang almost exhausted his strength, and the ultimate roar.

Life and death, here's a fight.

The voice fell, and Huaguang actually spread.

In the depths of Huaguang’s eyes, there is still a flashing eye flashing at this moment.

One bite, Huaguang quietly, it is a magic weapon.

The hidden light, slowly flashing, instantly wraps Huaguang's whole person in it.

With the brilliance of this layer of brilliance, the ever-increasing scars on Huaguang’s body are slowly slowing down the decaying speed.

Even the people who are near this light, the decay they have suffered, is gradually decreasing.

This is the magic weapon for Huaguang.

It is precisely because of the existence of this magic weapon that Huaguang will maintain a trace of calm at this moment.

This is the cost of his life.

As for the rest of the lives.

As long as they can reach the holy lake, the rest of the lives of the people, even for Huaguang, are not important.

With these people coming here, Huaguang has more ideas, that is, he wants to use these people as his sacrifices to explore a correct path for him.

"Kill."

As the pain in his body gradually decreased, the soldiers in his hand shot and Huaguang shouted loudly.

The light blooms in an instant, and the ultimate light seems to be to tear the boundless fog.

Hang...

A roar came.

With its strong strength, this Huaguang hard-boiled will temporarily open the thick fog.

In the squally winds, there is a tens of meters long road in front.

咻咻...

The figure is flashing, but in the blink of an eye, Huaguang is killing dozens of meters.

After that, the warriors who saw the hope, with the desire for life, quickly caught up.

They are tightly surrounded by Huaguang and rushing toward the depths of dense fog.

......

Calling...

The wind is bursting with fog.

"Call..."

On the edge of the icy lake, Wang Chen and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The three people who still don’t know where they are, the moment they recovered their energy, they gradually became silent.

The situation in front of us still makes them unable to relax.

Crisis.

The dangerous dense fog is still shrouded in three people.

"It seems that it is not a simple matter to get out of this thick fog."

A silent silence for a long time, the wild ancestors said quietly.

"Only one stroke, now, there is no way out."

When I heard the wild ancestors, Wang Chen sighed.

It’s better to be trapped here than to be trapped here.

Although, Wang Chen also learned the horror of the fog, but what about it.

If you have a rest, hope will not die.

When Wang Yan gave him the words, Wang Chen never forgot, and did not dare to forget.

How many times of desperation, how many difficulties, he relied on this belief to persist.

Now, it is still the case.

"Try it."

When I heard Wang Chen’s words, Hao Tian was also said with a dignified look.

Looking at the thick fog ahead, he sighed long, and his eyes became firmer the next moment.

As the voice of Haotian falls, in an instant, the eyes of the three people are once again focused on the thick fog in front.

Hang...

However, just as the three of them condensed their eyes on the thick fog, there was a roar, but it was coming.

Calling...

At this moment, the whole world began to growl.

The endless winds are surging.

Before, the thick fog was quite quiet, and in an instant, it was roaring.

"Someone."

Looking at this scene, Wang Chen’s look changed, and Shen Sheng said.

The change in front of the eyes, the roar of the coming, made Wang Chen alert.

The energy of the whole body rolled, and Wang Chen’s breath slowly released.

Obviously, the sudden change of dense fog made Wang Chen smell a dangerous atmosphere.

is strong.

And maybe it’s a horrible monster.

Not only Wang Chen, but also the eternal ancestors of the heavens and the wilderness.

The eyes of the three people, while looking at the thick fog, ready to fight at any time.

"Booming..."

In the gaze of Wang Chen and others, the movement of the thick fog is more and more horrible.

The endless thick fog, at this moment seems to be the roar and roll of the waves.

"Give me a break."

Between the vagueness, a roar came.

A touch of extreme light instantly blooms.

The ray of light, even broke through the fog of the fog, was introduced into the eyes of Wang Chen and others.

咻咻...

And at the moment when the light bursts, a figure rushes out of the thick fog.

咻咻.......

Next, it’s the second and third figure...

But in the blink of an eye, on the edge of this icy cold lake, there are more than six or seven figures.

"Ha ha ha..."

The moment the rushed out of the fog, the headed man laughed loudly.

"I Huaguang, life should not be absolutely, life should not be absolutely, hahaha... Holy Lake, the holy lake of my devil... I finally came here, hahaha..."

Looking at the ice lake in front, for a moment, the head figure laughed.

Yes, the person who rushed out of this thick fog at this moment is not Huaguang and others.

With the help of the magic weapon, after burying the life without knowing how many people, this moment, Huaguang finally broke out of the terrible death.

The one that appeared in front of her was the holy lake of the Devil.

Looking at this scene, Huaguang did not mention how excited and crazy.

噶...

However, just in such an excitement, when Hua Guang’s eyes smashed into a few figures, it was an instant, and the figure was fixed, and the smile was fixed.

Turned around and looked at it. After seeing the figures, Huaguang’s pupils shrank sharply in an instant.