Fang Yun glanced at him, and was shocked. He saw only ten feet away, among the crowd, Er Zhurong, with blood pouring from his mouth, his eyes blurred, and he was slowly falling down. On the side, Huo Zhongru and Liang Daocheng were holding him, with expressions on their faces.

of sadness.

How can a colleague who has been with us for hundreds of years be ruthless?

"The Ming Sect is really angry!..."

Fang Yun held down Er Zhurong's wrist and felt the state of his body, and suddenly felt cold in his heart. Er Zhurong was filled with a strong death energy. His internal organs were all broken, and the dirty organs were transformed by the seven souls.

This meant that his seven souls were also shattered. But it was not this that was fatal, but that his head suffered a fatal attack, and his head was almost smashed into pieces.

The head is where the three souls reside. If it is damaged here, even the gods will be hard-pressed to save it!

"I didn't expect... that I would meet the master of the Underworld Sect..."

A wry smile appeared on Er Zhurong's face, as if he did not expect that his fate would be so dramatic. He seemed to have a lot to say, but his eyes quickly became distracted, and in the blink of an eye, there was no sound at all.

In the army of conquest and suppression, a generation of giants disappeared.

Fang Yun watched this acquaintance giant die in front of him with regret, and felt sad in his heart. To be fair, his friendship with Er Zhurong was far less than that of Liang Daocheng. He just looked at a fairly good person he knew,

It was such a cruel and indescribable feeling to die like this.

The first wave of competition and testing of the overall strength of the two sides ended quickly. Both sides suffered casualties. Fang Yun believed that in the previous wave of contact, the number of people from the sect alliance would not be less than those from the imperial court.

With the tentative move of the Chaos Ancestor, this battle between tigers and dragons has officially begun!
Chapter completed!