"Su Xuan, you...you..." Wu Bubai was so angry that he blew up to his throat, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he was extremely resentful. He stared at Su Xuan, so angry that he couldn't speak. There was a thought in his mind that he wanted to kill Su Xuan.

But the last trace of reason told him that he could not do anything. Compared with Su Xuan now, he was an ant among an ant. If Su Xuan poked a finger, he would die without a place to die.

“Huhhhhhhh…”

Wu Bubai breathed in big mouthfuls.

In the end, reason defeated the extremely strong anger and resentment.

At this moment.

Suddenly.

The smell of blood became richer and instantly stronger.

It turned out that the massacre in Wuzong below the sea began.

Su Xuan looked at him quietly.

See clearly.

It was a young man with white hair, holding a spear in his hand, and his corrosive aura was all over his body. With every breath, the space could not withstand the rot. It was quite special, and it seemed that he had proved the truth to become an emperor by the way of corrosion.

The youth's realm is not too high, only the lower emperor's five turns.

However, the young man was quite strong, mainly because the spear in his hand seemed to be integrated with him, the kind with souls. Although each move seemed simple, it was just a simple move such as poking, picking, hooking, etc., but it carried the great trend of heaven and earth, corroding the Emperor's Way, and the spear that reached the peak of the fifth stage.

In addition, this young man seemed to have certain attainments in the way of soul. It is clearly visible that every time he waved his spear to penetrate the fatal part of the other party, a light of soul flashed slightly from the middle of his eyebrows. Then, the person locked by him was stunned and had no chance to resist, and was penetrated through the fatal part.

It can be said that a spear is a life.

Quite relaxed.

It also has a strange and dance-like smell, and spears form a dance-like artistic conception full of blood.

There were not many people in Wuzong.

At this moment, under the murder of young people like tigers entering a flock of sheep, the people of Wuzong, whether they are young generations or senior officials, quickly fell to the ground, quickly turned into nothingness, and quickly corroded into skeletons.

Still very cruel.

"Senior Wu would rather betray the agreement between us that day, in order to protect Wu Zong. Senior Wu's love and sincerity for Wu Zong is admirable. Therefore, at this moment, when Wu Zong was suffering such a cruel death disaster, shouldn't Senior Wu go down immediately and fight the white-haired young man to the death?" Su Xuan suddenly looked at Wu Bubai next to him and asked.

Wu Bubai's originally pale face turned red.

But there was no sound.

Not to go on.

Wu Bubai's eyes became more and more purple-red.

Wuzong is over.

He will die if he goes down.

It seems that there is no point in being buried with Wuzong, right?!

Deep in Wu Bubai's heart, a fierce desire to survive was surging.

He wants to be alive.

"I want to survive? Unfortunately, you can't leave anymore. Well, that white-haired young man has noticed you." Su Xuan smiled and mocked him. Wu Bubai is really hypocritical. After all, he is selfish, and his life is his own precepts!

pity.

Is it useful to cherish life so much?

really.

Wu Bubai's breathing stagnated!!!

He also felt that he was locked by a terrifying corrosive aura.

Where can Wu Bubai have a little hesitation?
Chapter completed!