Chapter 2303 (1/2)

”Ah... No...”

”My God, my hand... No...”

”Asshole... Let me out. I want to return to the sect. Don't... I don't want to die here...”

As it was shrouded in this thick fog, as panic began to spread, in the twinkling of an eye, bursts of screams spread one after another.

Because, at this moment, terror has begun.

Within the white fog, the phagocytosis of terror and the decay of terror have begun to play a role.

The martial artists shrouded in this layer of white fog, some weak people, have been beyond recognition at this moment.

The blood flowed and the flesh and blood all over the body seemed to be turning into pus at this moment.

The energy in the body continues to disappear.

Even their spirits seemed to be slowly swallowed up at this moment.

The crisis of death enveloped these warriors in an instant.

The weakness of their strength makes them have no resistance in this white fog.

Among the screams, soon, the first warrior fell.

Then, the second, the third

The fall of Every warrior has doubled the panic and terror.

What makes people more desperate is that at this moment, in fear, when they want to leave here, they find that their way back has long disappeared.

Clearly before, they were just wrapped in thick fog. Under normal circumstances, as long as they can exit smoothly, they will be safe.

But what about the actual situation?

The reality is that at this moment, when they were ready to withdraw, they found that there was no way out in the rear.

No matter how they retreated, they couldn't get out of the thick fog.

People are still falling.

Life is passing by.

Fear spreads.

The weak warrior has died and has no place to bury. The powerful warrior also began to despair at this moment.

With their strong strength, they have persisted until now.

But so what?

Now, there is no way back.

The terrible white fog is also swallowing their flesh, their spirit and their energy.

How long can they last?

Such pain and despair are the things that make people collapse

In the thick fog, there was a mess at the moment.

I don't know how far it spread.

”Damn it, I don't believe that this thick fog can block my way to lierizong!”

In such despair and fear, a man with an ugly face roared.

Scorching sun sect

you 're right!

At the moment, aren't these people who appear here impressively the people of lierizong?

If Wang Chen heard this, he must wake up in a moment.

The name of lierizong is too clear for Wang Chen.

Within the demon world, a powerful sect! It is now a camp of the sky killing alliance!

In this thick fog, it turned out that the people of lierizong appeared.

At this time, the man headed by him was Hua Guang, now the deputy leader of the lierizong!

Today, Huaguang brought many warriors of the lierizong to this white fog.

At this moment, watching his men fall one by one, watching the boundless crisis and despair envelop them, which made Huaguang angry.

What made Huaguang more angry was that he could not stop the swallowing of this energy.

At this moment, there are scars and wounds on Huaguang's body.

These scars and wounds are ferocious.

The pain of cone heart is spreading to every corner of his body.

Rao is a man like Hua Guang. At the moment, he also feels the crisis of death.

How can he not be angry?

Get out of here!

You must leave here!

Hua Guang doesn't believe it. With his ability and the strength of the rest of his men, can he only wait to die?

Is there a way back? So what!

There is still a way forward!

This time, didn't they come here just to enter the holy spring of the demon world?

After this thick fog, it is the holy spring in the demon world.

Since there is no way out, they will try their best to kill in.

Reach the end of the thick fog and enter the holy spring.

There, they will get everything they want this time.

”Go! Kill with me! Enter the holy spring and let me wait for a great fortune!”

When the roar came, Huaguang almost exhausted his strength and roared to the extreme.

Life and death, fight here.

The voice fell, and Huaguang spread all over the body.

In the depths of Huaguang's eyes, there is a twinkling look in his eyes at the moment.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Huaguang quietly offered a magic weapon.

The dim light flickered slowly and wrapped the whole person in Huaguang in an instant.

With the cover of this layer of brilliance, the increasing scars on Huaguang's body are slowly slowing down the rate of decay.

Even the decay suffered by the people near this light is gradually decreasing!

This is the magic weapon of Huaguang.

It is precisely because of the existence of this magic weapon that Huaguang will maintain a trace of calm at the moment.

This is the capital of his life.

As for the rest?

As long as we can enter the holy lake, the life and death of the rest is not even important to Huaguang.