A serious injury is a serious injury. Judging from Ye Luo's physical strength, he was still far from death.

"You are a dying person, and I am not afraid of you knowing that this is the secret of the Blood Flame Sect, and that the blood sacrifice backfires...cough..." Xu was too excited. Halfway through his words, the man in black robe said,

He kept coughing up blood, and it took him a long time to recover and said: "But unfortunately I am not good at learning, so I can only inflict 30% of the injuries on you, but this is enough...enough to kill you..."

After saying that, the man in black robe was even more excited, and the excitement between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

Although he was on the verge of death at this time, he was still excited.

He said that he would die together with Ye Luo, and now he has done it... at least he thinks so, and he firmly believes it.

The man in black robe has the cultivation level of a middle-grade saint, and his physical body is also at the level of a middle-grade saint. In his understanding, there is a world of difference between the physical body of a saint and the physical body of a false saint!

In other words, the injury he suffered now is fatal to him. Even if it can only backfire 30%, it can still kill Ye Luo!

"Are you happy too early?"

Seeing the proud look of the man in black robe, Ye Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, immediately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"You and I are both about to die, what's the difference if we die sooner or later?"

Hearing Ye Luo's words, the man in black robe didn't pay attention, but his eyes became even more distracted when he spoke.

His life was really coming to an end.

But what makes him happy is that Ye Luo will accompany him...

Just as the man in black robe was thinking this, he suddenly saw Ye Luo, who had fallen opposite him, slowly stand up!

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but I haven't lived enough yet!"
Chapter completed!