The sound of blood splattering resounded throughout Wu Juechen¡¯s body.
Wu Juechen suddenly turned into a bloody man.
The breath also dropped, almost dying.
Wu Juechen also sighed secretly, his face full of sadness, pain, and regret.
He can feel it clearly.
Now.
There were tiny explosions all over his body.
Even the emperor-level Xuandan in the dantian is full of cracks.
It seems that the next moment, it may be broken.
at this time.
Wu Juechen knew that he was like a porcelain doll.
It could break apart at any time.
But it¡¯s strangely balanced.
Not broken.
"I didn't expect that I, Wu Juechen, who has practiced martial arts all the way through the continent for hundreds of years, would fall here. It's fate that's playing tricks on people!"
Wu Juechen sighed secretly in his heart.
At this point.
Even the rumored emperor-level experts may not be able to save themselves.
Wu Juechen also accepted his fate.
"As an emperor-level peerless person, I have to die with dignity. Let's take Xuan'er, this unfilial disciple!"
Wu Juechen was ready to explode the mysterious pill.