six sentient beings

Among the millions of disciples in Yuhua Pavilion, most of them were women, and all of them died in the battle.

Yu Hang was lucky to be able to protect himself, there was no way he could save them, and there was no time to save them.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Tens of thousands of alliance masters, even before they could form formations, all became dead souls.

Yu Hang clenched his fists tightly, feeling scared for a while.If Emperor Jin Guang and others also came this time, wouldn't they all die here?

Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, Yu Hang frowned. [

Among these people, there are many familiar faces.Even Wang Qing, who was known as the magician of the Yuhua Pavilion generation, died here, let alone other people?

Those who can survive in this situation do not possess top-notch self-defense magic weapons, or have extraordinary means.

However, looking at the countless corpses all around, these survivors also had dignified expressions, secretly worried in their hearts.

This is just the beginning, what danger will be waiting for him in the future?

No one knew, even Yu Hang was at a loss at this time.

Surrounded by death-like silence, the ground was stained red with blood, and it seemed that even the sky had turned bright red.

"What should we do?" Someone asked softly.

No one answered, everyone looked around, looking for a way to survive.

Here, there are no winners.

Yu Hang condensed the power of heaven on his eyes, and two white lights shot through the sky, looking towards the endless sky.

He didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. The bronze spear could penetrate the soul, which meant that there must be hidden things that could hurt the primordial spirit.

Surrounded by high mountains emitting black smoke and bottomless abyss, within the abyss and high mountains, there are faint and terrifying roars of beasts.

"You can't die with your hands tied up, kill a bloody path, and rush out of here!" Someone held a long gun, covered in blood, and roared angrily.

Most of the people who survived were seriously injured, and there were very few people like Yu Hang who didn't even have any scars.

Nearly 900 million of the tens of millions of troops died, and there were more than 100 million masters left.

With so many people branching out in this area, it is still densely packed from the sky, like ants.

Someone roared wildly stimulated by the oppressive atmosphere, brandished a magic weapon, and rushed into the sky.

However, before they rushed to the sky, the gray sky suddenly became turbulent.Waves of energy traversed the sky like sharp swords, even with divine soldiers protecting the body, it was still difficult to resist.

In an instant, blood fell like rain, and screams resounded through the sky. [

Those who were not in a hurry to rush up all gasped, secretly glad that they were not impulsive.

Holding the fairy sword in his hand, Yu Hang stared at the sky.

"Go here!" At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came out.

Everyone looked around, and saw a man wearing a cold iron battle suit and a simple long sword standing in the air.

The man's long black hair fell on his chest and back like a waterfall, and he was imposing and energetic.

Among the many masters who survived, he is also an existence without any damage to his body.

And he survived by relying on the ancient long sword under his feet.

The ancient long sword looks like a mahogany sword, not even a breath of breath.But in the fatal situation just now, the mahogany sword burst out with a bewitching light, protecting it.

"Who are you?" Someone asked loudly.

ps: I'm too busy, I can only write so much, please read it first, and make up for it later.Feel sorry!

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