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"Don't worry, we will shore up the cracks. When you come back, everyone who comes back can join the transcendent forces. By then, you will no longer be ants." Zhang Guolao rode his donkey backwards and made a condition, obviously wanting these people to The saint is willing to die.
Many saints felt unhappy, but they had nothing to do. However, some people still raised objections: "There are only fifty places, and there are almost two hundred of us here. No matter what, we can't get our turn."
"Yes, we will leave the opportunity to those who are willing to go in." Some saints immediately said, now is not just now. If you go even though you know you are going to die, you will not be a saint. This opportunity is gone. As long as you can live, Maybe there will be another opportunity waiting for them.
"Well!" The expressions of the transcendent Tribulation Saints were all cold. When Qin Hao heard these words, he shook his head slightly, but did not say anything. What surprised him slightly was Yuan Hong, a guy at the fifth level of the Saint. There is no intention of retreating, and he is obviously ready to enter.
"If you have the energy to go in this time, you must save him." Qin Hao thought to himself that just because of Yuan Hong's determination to move forward, there were few saints present who were not afraid, but Yuan Hong was different. Not only was he not afraid , but felt that this was a greater opportunity.
Such a state of mind, as well as Qin Hao's initial affection for him, are definitely worth Qin Hao's efforts to keep him.
"Let's go, we don't want this opportunity." All the saints began to get ready to make a move, and all of them backed down, but His Majesty the Tribulation Saint, who was a transcendent force, did not dare to act rashly.
But when the first person teleported away, the other saints looked at each other, and then began to teleport away. In just an instant, hundreds of masters disappeared, and less than a hundred saints were left. After hesitating, after dozens more people left, the others nodded, obviously feeling that it was safest to leave now.
"Puff puff"
But at this moment, a strong smell of blood burst out from the void. The blood was like a spring, dyeing the void red, and fell into the Luo River. Just one drop turned the Luo River into a red river, and then more The blood flows out, but the person is not seen, but only the blood is seen.
This strange scene calmed the other saints who were about to leave. They didn't know what was happening, but they could feel a powerful energy from the blood, which was not inferior to theirs. These were the same as them, The blood of the saint gave the remaining saints a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next moment Zhang Guolao rode his donkey upside down and walked to the bleeding spot. He flicked the sandalwood board and the sound wave swept through the void. Then hundreds of bloody people suddenly appeared from the void. Their heads and bodies were completely separated, and the inner world was completely shattered. It turned into nothing, even though it was covered in blood, the saints present still saw the familiar face.
Qin Hao secretly sighed. What he suspected happened, but he didn't regret it. He was not a savior. If he was strong, maybe he would take action, but now he didn't want to say a word. Because doing so is just in vain, and it will also set yourself up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com