Before the light of reincarnation dissipated, a sharp sword fell from the sky.

"No...how could it be...how could it be...Wang Chen, how could you...how could you be so powerful?"

Finally, Long Hao, who was watching the giant sword falling from the sky, bringing unparalleled pressure, was fighting against the light of reincarnation, barely stabilizing his body, roared in panic.

This is Wang Chen.

Which damn guy is it? Wang Chen is a ants.

If Wang Chen is such a person, then how many people in this world are worse than ants?

If Wang Chen is like this, he is all an ant, then what is he? What is he who has always been high and the Dragon Slaying Pavilion?

Long Hao was really crazy, he had the urge to curse.

Mistakes.

This is definitely a mistake.

Wang Chen's strength seems to be far stronger than he imagined.

This is really Wang Chen, and it cannot be the incarnation of the third young master.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have fought with Wang Chen rashly if Long Hao was killed.

Long Hao was in tears.

He had no time to cry.

Because the crisis has come.

Without a choice, Long Hao could only grit his teeth and endure the storm.

Wow...

With the tearing sound, thousands of lightning and lightning were triggered between heaven and earth.

The Destroying Yang Sword was like a scorching sun.

In that scorching sun, there was only violence, heat, and madness.

Compared to that scorching sun, there is only endless coldness around.

"No...don't kill me."

The eyes were red.

In the terrifying crisis, Long Hao didn't care about much.

He even gave up blocking the remaining energy of the light of reincarnation.

Puff...

Spraying out a mouthful of blood, with a crazy look, Long Hao directly resisted the falling Yang-Destroying Sword.

The golden light comes from top to bottom, and the white light comes from bottom to top, as if two galaxies finally meet between heaven and earth.

boom……

boom……

boom……

After a short moment of calm, there is boundless madness.

The roar came one after another.

The endless surging waves of air are surging.

The whole world seemed to be in chaos, except for the storm, it was also the storm.

Puff puff puff...

Blood kept spraying in the roar.

The top-down golden light is like a bamboo shoot.

The dazzling white light was gradually suppressed and shining.

“Ahhhh…”

Screams kept coming.

With every scream, Long Hao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Flesh and blood splattered, blood rained all over the sky.

Long Hao's arm was left with a cold white bones, and this situation continued to spread.

In the end, there was almost no flesh and blood on Long Hao's body.

"No..."

Amid the screams, Long Hao was knocked to the ground by blasting inside the Sword of Destroying Yang.

He was like a broken dog, crying and begging for mercy.

Death is so close to yourself.

It turns out that the cold feeling is the feeling of death.

In despair, Long Hao even closed his eyes.

it's over.

it's over.

I never thought that I would die.

As a genius in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion and a strong man who has achieved success in five re-cultivation, his goal is unparalleled.

Why was he killed by Wang Chen?

With endless unwillingness, Long Hao's heart was only backup.

Give up.

In the end, Long Hao gave up, and he had no power to resist.

From the beginning, Wang Chen took the initiative, his offensive was like a tide, and his momentum was unstoppable.

Wang Chen is the devil, he is not a human.

Perhaps, if he had shown tens or even twelve points of strength at the beginning, he might be able to fight.

As for now.

No more.

There is no regret medicine in this world.

A trace of sadness spread, and Long Hao was quietly waiting for death.

"Seal the dragon coffin, seal."

However, while Long Hao was waiting quietly to die, he heard Wang Chen's cold voice.

What's going on?

Death has not come.

Dragon Coffin.

What is Wang Chen doing?

boom……

In a while of doubt, Long Hao opened his eyes. However, the moment Long Hao opened his eyes, he saw only an endless black hole.

It seemed like it was a dark world.

With the roar, I was covered in pitch black.

That was an irresistible momentum.

In that dark world, besides darkness, it is cold.

After that, Long Hao completely lost consciousness.

die.

What's going on?

Is this death?

The last trace of consciousness, Long Hao had only doubts.
Chapter completed!