See this scene.

The white-haired Demon Lord's face suddenly sank and he roared angrily: "Damn it, since that's the case, I will kill you before that kid succeeds!"

After saying that.

The white-haired Demon Lord waved his blood-colored sword and planned to release the third sword light.

And just then.

Zhang Xiaobei, who was moving towards the last corner of the altar, suddenly stopped and knelt on one knee, his face full of pain.

Obviously.

The old man of time has exhausted all his energy.

The power of resentment once again occupied Zhang Xiaobei's body.

This moment brought Zhang Xiaobei back to the dire pain.

For a moment.

Zhang Xiaobei could not continue to move forward at all.

Even the last corner is close.

Only one step left.

But in that extremely severe pain and torture.

Zhang Xiaobei's body has long been out of control.

The limbs twitched, the whole body was stiff, and I couldn't move.

After a heart-wrenching scream.

Zhang Xiaobei finally reached the limit, collapsed to the ground, and completely fainted.

"No!!!"

See this scene.

The ice and the golden eagles in the desert were suddenly desperate.

You must know.

Zhang Xiaobei is their last hope.

And just when Zhang Xiaobei is about to succeed.

But he fell down.

Everything is over!!!

"Hahaha!"

The white-haired Demon Lord raised his head and laughed smugly, his face full of joy: "This hateful ant has finally died. I deserve it. This is the end of ignorance of heaven and earth. It's so satisfying!"

After saying that.

The white-haired demon Lord looked up at Han Bing and the golden eagle in the desert, and said arrogantly: "Now, your only hope has fallen. What qualifications do you have to compete with me? Hum?"

"My husband!"

Hanbing looked at Zhang Xiaobei, whose breath was already extremely weak, with sadness on the ground.

She originally thought that she had finally found the man.

But now.

But it was once again separated by yin and yang.

This hit her much more painful than killing her.

"Haha, little girl, don't worry, you will see him soon. I'll send you down to reunite with him!"

The white-haired Demon Lord raised his head and laughed smugly, then a cold light flashed in his eyes. Looking at Han Bing and the desert golden eagle, he said viciously: "Prepare to die, this is the end of you meddling in other people's business!"

Saying the words.

The white-haired demon master held the blood-colored sword tightly in both hands.

For a moment.

The blood-colored sword shines brightly.

As soon as the white-haired Demon Lord moved his mind, he was about to release the third sword light to slash at the ice and the golden eagle in the desert.

And at this moment.

In the state of ice and desert golden eagles.

It is already the limit to withstand the pressure of two sword lights.

Once the third sword light arrives.

It will instantly break through the protective covers of both of them.

By then.

Three sword lights slashed at them at the same time.

Then they will definitely die!

"Go to hell!"

A hideous smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired demon Lord's mouth.

As the energy of the blood-colored sword was gathered.

Without saying a word, the white-haired Demon Lord waved his blood-colored sword and was about to slash towards Han Bing and the golden eagle of the desert from the air.

However.

Just then.

"Boom!"

A strange noise suddenly came from the Red Devil's altar.

Immediately afterwards.

The blood-colored sword in the hand of the white-haired Demon Lord and the blood-colored armor on his body disappeared out of thin air.

And his aura also dropped back to its original strength.

This sudden change.

This made the white-haired Demon Lord, Han Bing, the Desert Golden Eagle, and everyone present stunned.

"It's finally done..."

And just then.

An extremely weak voice rang out on the altar.

Hearing this.

Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction where the sound came.

Only see.

Zhang Xiaobei was lying on the last corner of the altar in an extremely weak manner.

And in front of him.

The last Tianqiu Dragon Flag has been firmly inserted into the altar!

See this.

Everyone was shocked.

Because Zhang Xiaobei had already fainted before, and his breath was even extremely weak.

Everyone thought he was already cold.

But how did he insert the last Tianzhang Prison Dragon Flag into the last corner of the Red Devil Altar?

"No! This is impossible, this is impossible. Isn't this ant already dead? Isn't he already disabled? How did he do it? This must be fake, yes, this is the illusion of the deity!"

The white-haired Demon Lord stared at him with his eyes wide open, and he was almost crazy and could not accept all of this.

"Buzz!"

And just then.

A huge array.

Appears out of thin air.

It enveloped the Red Devil's Altar.

This made everyone present feel an extremely terrifying sealing power.

Even, you can vaguely hear the sound of dragons coming from the formation.
To be continued...