"Look! It seems like that monster can't hold on any longer!"

"Great! We are finally saved!"

"Don't be too happy too early. The color of the blood net is getting lighter and lighter, and its power seems to be gradually weakening..."

Everyone in the martial arts arena raised their heads and stared intently at the huge blood net in mid-air. The Great Desolate Trap Force was an evil thing from an ancient alien world. It had the magical power to devour all things. No one could defeat it, not even Pangu.

Even the great gods can't kill it, they can only seal it. This blood network is the last hope for these people.

The face of the Lord Netherworld is becoming more and more solemn. Even if this ball of blood is the essence and blood used by the Great God Pangu to seal the Great Desolate Force, but so much time has passed, the power of this ball of blood is not as powerful as before. Can it be re-sealed?

He is not sure about the trap force. If the seal fails, I am afraid that everyone will die... What should we do? Maybe, that is the only way to try.

The Lord Netherworld's eyes were burning, and he shook his robe as if he had made up his mind, and then stepped into the air!

Red flowers of the other side bloomed slowly under his feet. The petals of these flowers were as red as blood, delicate and delicate, but they carried a terrifying aura of death. In an instant, the entire ruins of the martial arts arena turned into a fire.

A sea of ​​red flowers!

"Li! Don't-"

Pregnant Qiao Fei stepped forward, but was hit by a force of energy thrown by the Lord Netherworld. Her body rolled backwards and fell into Ying Gou's arms. She broke away from Ying Gou's arms and wanted to step forward to stop her.

But he was caught by Ying Gou.

"What are you doing? Don't stop me! I can't just watch him die!" Pregnant Qiao yelled hysterically while beating Wing Gou.

"Snapped--"

Yinggou slapped Pregnancy Qiao forcefully. This was the first time he slapped Pregnancy Qiao. His palms and body were trembling slightly, and he said with a cry: "Sister, can you calm down? This is the Lord Netherworld."

No one forced him to make the choice he made! If you rush over now, you will undoubtedly die in vain!"

Pregnant Qiao was silent for a moment, bit her lower lip gently, and growled at the tall figure in the air: "Why? You said you would accompany me to the end... and you agreed to marry me!"

A strange red light flashed in the eyes of Nether God Lord, and the devil horns on his head also grew out. After listening to Pregnancy Qiao's words, he paused for a moment, but did not turn around. He sighed to himself: "Little girl, aren't you?

Stop it! In the end, I failed you after all!"

The Immortal Killing Sword passed down from generation to generation by the Lord of the Netherworld has three moves in total, namely Blue Falling under the Yellow Spring, Sweeping Thousands of Armies, and Flowers Blooming on the Other Side. Unfortunately, the Netherworld Lord’s cultivation is not enough and he only mastered the first two moves. When he uses Sweeping Thousands of Armies,

, all the spiritual power in the body has been drained, and even most of the life energy has been drained away! But now he has to use the last move of the Immortal Killing Sword to perform the Flower Blooming on the other side. You must know that the power of the Flower Blooming on the other side is extremely amazing, which means the separation between life and death.

, once it is used, all life in the place where the flowers bloom will be cut off! However, the spiritual power it consumes is also very huge. With the current strength of the Netherworld God Lord, if he uses it forcefully, it will directly kill him!

"Li...are you really going to abandon me and ignore me?" Pregnant Qiao's eyes were red, and she held back the tears in her eyes, looking at the back of the Nether God Lord in disbelief.

The Lord Netherworld did not answer Hao Qiao's question, but walked firmly towards the prehistoric force wrapped in red light in mid-air.

Pregnant Qiao closed her eyes in despair, and two lines of wet and salty tears rolled down her cheeks.

Everyone felt a dazzling bright light flash before their eyes, and waves of golden swords rolled wildly in all directions! After the dazzling bright light disappeared, the sky above the martial arts arena darkened, as if a huge gap had been torn open.

Through the crack, the prehistoric force and the mass of blood were forcibly split into two halves!

The Lord Netherworld shook his head secretly. He tried his best, but in the end he still couldn't kill this monster! Next, everything can only be relied on by the little girl... His figure shook a bit and fell straight from the air.

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Ignoring the obstruction of Ying Gou and others, Pregnant Qiao rushed forward and threw herself on the Lord Netherworld. Her whole body was filled with grief and tears fell from her eyes, "Li, don't scare me... you should say something!"

"

Lord Netherworld slowly opened his eyes, grinned at Pregnancy Qiao, and then, his body turned into crimson red flowers from the other side and flew away in the wind.

"No--"

Pregnant Qiao roared heart-breakingly, veins popped up on her forehead, and her whole body felt as if she had been struck by lightning!

"Bang——"

There was a loud noise from behind, and Huanshu finally couldn't hold on any longer. The giant dragon formed by the killing gas burst out. The demon king was still full of anger. He leaned closer to Huanshu and held the octagonal Vajra in his hand.

The prong pierced Huanshu's throat hard.

Huanshu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but a large mouthful of blood spurted out. He could only stare at Demon Lord You with wide eyes. Demon Lord You pulled out the octagonal vajra prong, and Huanshu's body twitched and fell limp.

He fell to the ground.

"What? How could this happen? Why would God do this to me?" First, Nether God Lord, and then Huanshu, pregnant Qiao suffered blows one after another, and was on the verge of collapse, almost fainting.

"Kill me! Leave no one alive!"

Demon Lord You shouted loudly at the demon soldiers and the group of half-demons in the martial arts arena. A huge shadow appeared behind him, and once again turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one blood demon clones, heading towards Pregnant Qiao.

Waiting for someone to kill them.

Ying Gou, Skull Xiaogu, Luo Ying, Liu Yan'er, Xiaobai Snake Susu and Lingdie Qianqian stepped forward to block Pregnancy Qiao. Even Jiao Yue, Huo Yuan and Bai Ling stood firm.

The people on the ground sided with Pregnancy Qiao. However, they could not defeat the four hands with their fists, and the evil tiger could not defeat the wolves. These people were besieged by the people of the Demon Sect, and were quickly defeated and killed one after another.

"Rumble--"

Black clouds rolled over the martial arts field, and thunder roared. The blood glow tightly wrapped around the prehistoric force became increasingly dim, and finally with a "pop" sound, it turned into a piece of blood and dissipated. It was struck by the sword of the Netherworld God Lord.

The two halves of the Great Desolation Force merged into one place, opened its deep mouth, and sucked in fiercely at the broken Ancient Qiankun Cauldron.

"Swish swish swish——"

The broken Ancient Qiankun Cauldron turned into streams of light and was sucked into the huge mouth.

Pregnant Qiao couldn't care less about her sadness, and secretly said something bad! She flew up and rushed over without hesitation. If the fragments of the ancient cauldron that she finally collected were swallowed by the force of the Great Desolation, then she would completely lose hope.

Countless flaming demonic vines emerged from her sleeves and shot into the huge mouth of the ancient world. Can the twelve fragments of the ancient cauldron of heaven and earth be recovered and turn the tide? Success or failure depends on this!
Chapter completed!