Life span deduction, my move is the supreme immortal method

The dead body was broken, and the dead body was broken.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

Li Ci was covered in blood, stepping on the corpse of the demon.

He was very "weak", his body was shaking, and blood was flowing from all seven holes, as if he would die on the spot in the next second!

But he still stood, like a mountain, supporting the world, and never falling!

"He's not dead yet, he can still hold on, Zhuo, what on earth is he!"

"He clearly looked like he didn't even have the strength to breathe, and he was about to die, but he took on the demon's attack!"

"Is he real or fake, or is he pretending?"

"It doesn't seem like he's pretending, he's really been seriously injured, his blood and qi are withered, he can't hold on for long!"

"If the demons launch another attack, he won't be able to hold on, he'll definitely be wiped out!"

Everyone was in an uproar!

In their eyes, Li Ci was indeed seriously injured, and now he was just holding on, consuming his last bit of strength.

If the demons and ghosts launch another attack, Li Ci probably won't be able to hold on for a few waves.

Li Ci was holding the golden sword, swaying, his face pale, and it was obvious that he would soon be unable to hold on.

The more he was in this state, the more crazy the demons and ghosts were.

Li Ci was too terrifying, fighting against hundreds of thousands of demons alone, and finally he was at the end of his rope, of course they wouldn't miss this great opportunity.

The Demon Buddha and the Demon Mountain were not too excited, and were in doubt.

Li Ci did not speak, and forced blood out of his mouth and nose again, making himself look like he was about to give up.

His goal was clear, which was to lure the young man in white out.

The young man in white was recognized by the Blood Moon Sword Formation, and he was definitely not an ordinary person. He was still eyeing him in secret and would take action at any time.

Since the young man in white had come, Li Ci would naturally not miss this opportunity.

The young man in white wanted to get another Blood Moon Sword Formation, and so did Li Ci.

He did this for the young man in white.

If he didn't pretend to be this, Li Ci would kill all the demons, and his demeanor would be extraordinary. Under the shock of such strength, wouldn't the young man in white run away?

Li Ci didn't know where he was, nor what he looked like, so he was forced to play this scene.

Li Ci "fought bloody battles", the Blood Moon Sword Formation covered the four directions, and the Demon Suppression Monument suppressed all the lands.

He was getting more and more "weak", and his body was almost unstable.

Of course!

He was slaying wave after wave of demons.

"Is he playing tricks?"

"Probably not. He should be burning the last of the divine fire to burn out his own value!"

"Although I don't like him, I have to say that he is indeed awe-inspiring!"

"If he hadn't used the secret method of hurting the enemy by 1,000 and himself by 800, he should have been able to escape, but it was too late!"

"He is indeed a genius boy!"

Everyone shook their heads. Li Ci's persistence and strength made them feel sorry.

If Li Ci didn't die, standing on the opposite side, the human race would have one more peerless strongman.

What a pity!

Today, Li Ci must die!

It was obvious that he couldn't hold on any longer.

Wave after wave of demons came up, and although Li Ci could still solve them one by one, it was becoming more and more difficult, more and more difficult, and the speed was getting slower and slower.

Anyone could see that Li Ci was going to die soon.

However, it is hard to believe that Li Ci killed the monsters and demons that were besieging him even though he was about to give up.

He just wouldn't die.

It was like a dog-skin plaster!

He was struggling to hold on with only one breath left, but he just wouldn't breathe out.

Everyone was shocked, confused and shocked.

Li Ci's last breath of blood was too strong, wasn't it?

There were hundreds of thousands of monsters and demons, and now there should be more than 10,000 left.

Li Ci killed 80,000 to 90,000 monsters and demons, and the life span he plundered had reached an unimaginable number.

Li Ci just took a simple glance, and even he was shocked.

More than 5 million life spans...

The life spans of monsters are not uniform, some are more, some are less, some may have hundreds of years of life span, and some may only have a few years left.

Just like people, some live to ninety-nine, and some...

Li Ci was shocked by the life span of more than five million, but still a little disappointed.

After killing so many demons, Li Ci thought he had plundered at least tens of millions of years of life.

For now, it should be enough!

Li Ci seemed to see that he would be reborn soon.

In addition to gaining a huge life span, Li Ci also collected countless demon pills and demon pills.

Entering the human martial saint realm should not be a problem

The question is.

"Still not coming out?"

Li Ci frowned. He had pretended to be like this, but the other party still didn't come out.

Is he still worried?

Or did he pretend too much?

He couldn't die no matter how hard he tried. Did the other party think he had a backup plan?

Li Ci could clearly feel that another person with the Blood Moon Sword Formation was in the crowd, watching his every move.

"No, I must force him out!"

Li Ci "coughed" out a mouthful of blood, pretended to fall down and got up again.

"Die!"

At this time!

The demon Buddha moved!

It observed Li Ci for a long time and finally decided to take action.

Whether Li Ci was a real god or a fake ghost, it would take action and kill Li Ci first.

The demon Buddha's belly turned over, the magic pattern glowed, and it spit out a breath of magic energy.

The magic energy turned into a knife!

The giant knife opened the sky and chopped away.

Li Ci staggered, and in the eyes of the crowd, he dragged his seriously injured body to kill.

Everyone couldn't believe that at this time, Li Ci actually wanted to fight back.

Puff!

Li Ci flew backwards, and was cut with a huge wound, blood and flesh gushing.

This knife was real!

Li Ci didn't block, and used the knife to cut himself.

In order to let the young man in white take action, Li Ci could only pretend.

This knife left a wound with skin and flesh torn, and bones were visible.

Li Ci hit the ground and vomited blood.

This knife made people think that Li Ci was already exhausted.

But, Li Ci was not dead yet!

With blood dripping from the wound, Li Ci stabbed the sword and stood up with difficulty.

All eyes were wide open, trembling, and terrified.

Li Ci's knife was definitely not fake.

This knife dispelled many people's doubts.

"Not dead yet?"

Everyone was shocked!

Li Ci's look of dying or not really made people scratch their heads.

Li Ci used the Blood Moon Sword Formation for a simple purpose, which was to attract the young man in white.

The young man in white should be tempted, but he was still entangled.

So, Li Ci threw him another temptation.

Li Ci didn't believe that the other party would not be tempted and take action after seeing the Blood Moon Sword Formation, and could remain unmoved.

Boom!

The Demon Mountain soared into the sky, like the scorching sun, pressing down the void.

It was like an iron mountain!

The Demon Mountain fell from the sky, like a falling meteor, smashing Li Ci down.

The earth collapsed, and the ground shook.

Li Ci was blasted into the ground.

The Demon Mountain smashed dozens of times, each time fiercely.

Li Ci was smashed into the ground, almost deformed and twisted, and had become a bloody man.

"This time, he should be dead, right?"

Someone screamed.

If he didn't die like this, is there still justice?

Everyone's eyes trembled.

My God!

Li Ci got up again!

He was in a very difficult situation, half of his body seemed unable to move, and he struggled to crawl.

Covered in blood and with many wounds, Li Ci was really about to die.

"Zhuo!"

"Is he going to die or not!"

"What is he doing!"

"Zhuo, can't you die more quickly?"

"Isn't his last drop of blood too thick?"