It's not as smooth as it looks, but full of iron thorns!

Perhaps it was the reason why he had just been imprisoned, and the iron shell hadn't fully fit together yet.

The two halves of the iron shell imprisoned Luo Qingyue in the middle.

If the two halves of the iron shell are completely fused together, she will be firmly locked inside, and will definitely be stabbed to death like a meat board.

Luo Qingyue stood in the middle, subconsciously supporting the iron shells on the left and right sides with both hands, her delicate little hands tightly grasping Sen Han's spikes, and stretching them with all her strength. [

As long as her hand loosens a little bit, the iron shell will close without mercy, and her end will be a death, and a terrible death.

He was stabbed into the body one by one by countless iron thorns and died.

Gritting her teeth tightly, Luo Qingyue will never let go of her grip.

Although she is a woman, but because she possesses spiritual arts and profound strength, it is still possible to open the iron shell for a while.

But after a long time, if her physical strength is exhausted and her hands are strained, what else awaits her besides death?

The blood stains on her chest were like a big blood-colored lotus flower, and as time passed, it bloomed more and more enchanting.

The white clothes were almost soaked in blood, and the white clothes turned into a dazzling red.

On Luo Qingyue's fine white forehead, fine beads of sweat dripped down on the ground drop by drop along her temples.

She had already been pierced through the body by the Moon Devouring Sword, but at this time she was already at the end of her strength.

But she still didn't give up!

As long as there is still a breath, as long as there is a little strength, she will not give up, nor can she give up.

The long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and a pair of clear eyes were floating and agile, shining with a firm light.

She is obviously just a woman, but she is so strong!

Seeing this, the fox on the wall shook his head lightly, with a tone of three parts mocking, three parts mocking, and four parts cold, and said slowly: "At the end of the battle, death is a matter of time, why bother doing unnecessary struggles?" ?”

It spoke lightly, and seeing Luo Qingyue struggling like this, it had nothing but indifferent disdain.

There are too many people who have come to the Shura Blood Tower, but there are very few people who can break through to the eighteenth floor.

Among the few people, most of them struggled with all their might when encountering Luo Qingyue's current situation.

But the result?

Still not a dead one? [

I am used to seeing the struggle and resistance of many people before they die, but the result is like a retreat.

For him, resistance is futile and all he can do is to accept death peacefully.

In this way, you can suffer a little less before you die.

Of course, there is no one who does not resist, and secretly sighed in his heart, except for the man from back then >

Gathering his thoughts, the fox continued to stare at Luo Qingyue.

There is no denying that this woman is different.

Those who broke into the Asura Blood Tower were all men, and those who broke into the eighteenth floor were all men.

It has never seen a woman so determined, and it has never seen a woman break through the Asura Blood Tower, she is the first.

She is the first woman to break into the [-]th floor, and she will also be the first woman to die on the [-]th floor!

With a sneer, the fox's eyes flickered slightly. On the eighteenth floor, the first woman's undead will be ushered in!

This made him look forward to it.

The fox's words came from Luo Qingyue's ears, but the strength in her hand still remained undiminished, and she exhausted all her strength to resist.

Sometimes, knowing the result, will try to change.

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