But at the same time, if the person who activates the [Saproliferative Curse] does not have strong soul energy, he will be drained of blood and essence and die after the curse is activated.

Now everyone in Fentian is casting an upgraded version of [Mysterious Demonic Rotting Curse], at the cost of their own lives, and its power is simply unimaginable.

"Di Beixuan, go to hell——!!!"

boom--!!

Thick black mist enveloped Di Beixuan and suddenly exploded.

The huge energy impact shook Jingyuan and others who had already moved far away, and they almost fell off their cassocks.

Chi Qi stared blankly in the direction shrouded in black mist.

There is nothing there anymore.

I don’t know who lives and who dies.

Just like it still doesn't know if its owner is still alive.

Qi Qi slowly walked to Muyan, leaned down and buried her head in her front paws.

"Master, when will you come back?"

"Master, you will come back, right?"

"Qi Qi doesn't like a beast..."

"The Palace of the Netherworld is so big and cold. When it gets dark and there is no owner, Shiki will be scared."

"Meiyanyan, why do you want to help Zhiqi regain his soul?"

"It would be great if I were a puppet now..."

Maybe it won't be sad or lonely.

"Meiyanyan, Hanhan, Mujiu, Belly Heili, little Momo, little Shengsheng, Luoyu, little baby Beier... When will you wake up?"

"Kissing a beast is really going to be unbearable."

…

"King of Medicine! King of Medicine, how are you?!"

Xue Ji's urgent voice suddenly came from not far away.

Qi Qi raised his head and looked over, and saw that more and more parts of Han Chujiu's body had been melted.

Even melting holes appeared in the Dantian area of ​​the abdomen.

The aura around Han Chujiu has become weaker and weaker, as if he will completely disappear from the world at any time.

Xue Ji looked at Li Weiran in panic.

Li Weiran breathed out lightly and said: "[The Yellow Spring Curse on the Other Side], even Chu Moli can't solve it, so what use do you think I have?"

"It's no big deal."

Han Chujiu glanced at Muyan, with a slight smile on his pale and childish face, "I have already made a profit by being able to live for a few more hours and rescue my precious disciple from the ancient battlefield. Don't give it to me.

You're just doing that crying thing. I'm not familiar with you demons."

Xue Ji looked at Han Chujiu and then at her three scarred companions.

He sat down on the cassock slumped.

His eyes, which were always soaring and charming, revealed a feeling of confusion and despair.

"Do we really have hope?"

Qianyuan was destroyed, the demon clan and Elder Minwei were not sure whether they were alive or dead, and the Blood Demon Guards and You Yue were all likely to die.

The two strongest people on the Immortal Cultivation Continent, the Emperor of the Extreme Realm and the Lord of the Netherworld Realm, were both dead.

The door to the sky is about to open, and countless ghouls will pour into this world.

Even if they escape with the princess, what will happen?

Where can they escape to? How long can they escape?

"What's the point of running away like a lost dog?" Xue Ji murmured in tears.

Tianhe seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, and said loudly: "Yes, if you ask me, the worst case scenario is a fight with those bastards. You will die in the same way. At least you can still make enough money by killing two more, and the world will be different in ten thousand years."

Reborn, I am once again a hero of the demon clan!"

They all know that Muyan and everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect are amazingly talented.
Chapter completed!