These people were killed before they could even scream.
The rain of blood fell on the ground, and the thick smell of blood spread out. It was like purgatory.
The people behind him.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he wanted to rush up, but now he was so scared that he peed his pants. He was as well-behaved as he could be and didn't dare to have any ideas about this place.
"The origin of the great Dao is mine!" Someone shouted again.
While they were all stunned, he circulated his body technique to the extreme and rushed toward Wei Jidong.
Only then did they come back to their senses.
Since he couldn't get a real God, he would snatch the origin of the great Dao.
The battle began again as they rushed towards Wei Jidong.
A huge battle erupted once again, and it was even more intense than before. People died at every moment, and dark red blood dyed the ground red. The collisions of divine arts created a vacuum.
Xiao ran's gaze was fixed on the space.