(A tragic song, a mind that sees death as home, I wrote this chapter myself with tears in my eyes!)

Ding Hao's shot, the timing was just right, it was just after Mu Ping's explosion of the pill effect had just passed, his vitality was empty, and he was about to start repairing, a master who was infinitely close to the god level, it was easy to tell from the breath that Mu Ping was definitely in the stage of being unable to fight back.

Therefore, the damage caused by this shot to Mu Ping's body was extremely serious, far exceeding the threat of those two dragon scales. At this moment, he was lying on his side, already in a semi-comatose state, and no one dared to pull out the spear that penetrated his body.

At this moment, as soon as the golden finger in the sky came out, the Lion Tiger Beast, Zhao Jiye, and the Nine Great Masters who were guarding in front of Mu Ping immediately sensed a terrifying aura from that finger, and the golden finger was enough to threaten their lives.

At this moment, they already knew that the reason why Mu Ping was able to condense the second body was because he was somewhere else, and there must still be a wisp of Yuan Soul, even if this body collapsed, Mu Ping would not die completely, Mu Ping would not die if he did not die, of course they would not die.

But they didn't choose to retreat or run away, they are the people of this doomsday god realm, this is their home, ten thousand years of humiliation have pressed them into the ground, at this moment they want to explode, the breath in their chest, must burst out.

"Brothers, fight!"

A chill flashed in Zhao Jiye's eyes.

"Yes, fight!"

Wu Meichun was the first to stand up, majestic, murderous, and quite a heroine.

"No one is a bad seed, just fight!"

Ping Nantian clenched his fists.

Huang He, Pan Zhen, Liu Changzhi, Ma Zhiyuan, Gao Lei, Sui Fengxin, and Zhou Qi did not speak, but they could see a touch of perseverance and determination in their eyes.

"A long snake formation!"

Zhao Jiye shouted, ten people arranged vertically, turned into a straight line, and flew into the air, looking at it from a distance, this straight line is like a flock of geese returning to the south, the movements are uniform, and it seems to have a charm of seeing death as home.

"What are they doing?"

"They're looking for death!"

"If someone is willing to work so hard for me, even if they die, it's worth it!"

The surviving descendants of the exiles were all shocked by the scene before them, and began to whisper.

That old Wu also looked shocked, tens of thousands of years of experience, he had already practiced his ability to slip his head. There is no slipping side and sinking to the bottom, fishing in troubled waters, and escaping while the chaos

skills, how can he avoid one disaster after another?

For example, now, if he hadn't kept an eye on it, volunteered to break the queen, and stupidly came up with Kun Mai, I'm afraid he would have been Mu Ping's ghost under the knife.

But it was such an old slippery head, and he also felt a heat in his eyes.

"Roar—"

The lion and tiger beast roared in the sky, and its thousands of feet of body came out, like a python, rolled up, circled three times, and protected Mu Ping's body under him.

For tens of thousands of years, nothing could move him, speaking of which, he was just a demon beast, but today, he was moved by these ten small Terran monks who had just met, his eyes showed light, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

A roar that travels through time and space, even if it is for them to be heroic!

"Take care!"

The liger beast pursed its mouth and spat out two words.

Even he himself was shocked, "I ...... It would be ...... Spoke?!"

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the golden fingers turned into javelins, and flew through the void lightly, and flew straight to Mu Ping, who was lying on his side on the ground, seemingly careless, but the coercion emanating from inside, any monk below the immortal king would never dare to go straight to his front.

Zhao Jiye, who was ranked first, roared in a low voice, straightened his chest, used all his strength, and rushed towards the golden javelin.

"Poof!"

The javelin flashed and penetrated Zhao Jiye's chest without hesitation, Zhao Jiye's body was shocked, he slowly turned around, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and finally took a look at the land where he had lived for three hundred and twelve years, and his body collapsed, turning into a rain of blood, and his soul was destroyed.

Then there were Wu Meichun, Ping Nantian, Huang He, Pan Zhen, Liu Changzhi, Ma Zhiyuan, Gao Lei, Sui Fengxin, Zhou Qi and other nine masters, none of them frowned, this kind of scene of generous death, how many years later, is still stirring in the hearts of those surviving monks.

Who said that the Doomsday God Realm is scattered?

Who said that the Doomsday God Realm does not have iron bones?

Who said that the monks of the Doomsday God Realm are all bad seeds?

Who said that the Doomsday God Realm could be enslaved at will?

The appearance of Zhao Jiye and the Nine Masters made the hearts of all the monks here receive a baptism, ignited the long-lost fire in their hearts, and ignited all their hopes!

The sky was gray and the wind was swaying.

It was as if raindrops were falling, and the whole land was damp.

"Head of the house!"

"Daddy!"

All the monks of the Nine Great Families, including Zhou Wan'er, threw away the weapons in their hands one after another, and knelt on the ground in unison, tears flashed in their eyes, but they felt that there was a breath of qi in their bodies, which was scattered on the earth, and it was a fire of revenge, although the flame was still very young at the moment, and a gust of wind could extinguish it, but sooner or later, the spark of the stars would surely burn the plains, set off a monstrous wave of fire, and burn the entire starry sky.

"Rush!"

One by one, shadows flew into the void, willing to let the golden javelin pass through their bodies, they did not hesitate, they went forward and followed, they did not hesitate! This is no longer for Mu Ping, this is for the happy land in their hearts——

"Alas!"

There was silence for a long time, and a low sigh came out of the whirlpool, as if the man did not expect such a result.

"You don't have to be like this!"

A shock was felt in the man's tone.

Penetrated the bodies of Zhao Jiye and the nine masters and hundreds of monks, the spear drawn by the golden fingers was only a little more than a meter left, and the diameter had also changed from the thickness of an adult's thigh to the thickness of an egg, and the blood was permeated, and the golden color had already been covered, and some were just bloody.

The thing finally flew in front of the liger.

"Roar!"

The lion and tiger beast roared angrily, its body stood upright, following the example of Zhao Jiye and others, and with all the strength of its body, the three-foot-long golden spear penetrated the three-layer body, and in the end, only the size of a steel needle remained, and it suddenly sank into Mu Ping's thigh.

The severe pain made Mu Ping slowly open his eyes.

"Humble boy, I might as well tell you, what you are in is called the Soul Piercing Nail, which is one of the stunts of our Soul Sect, if you hit it again, hehe, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes, you will be helpless!"

Outside the whirlpool, the man swept away the previous dullness and spoke gloomily.

He felt an unyielding will from Mu Ping's body, I don't know why, this will frightened him, made him have a fear of ordinary people facing poisonous snakes, if he didn't get rid of this kid today, he felt that he would not be able to sleep well in the future.

The whirlpool trembled violently, faintly revealing golden light, and his second golden finger was about to be successfully transformed.

"Give me death!"

Lihuo, who was already covered with skin and bones, suddenly saw the huge chin that the Heavenly Dao Insect King had fallen off at the foot of Qilin Mountain, she pinched her hands, and a black rune seal the size of more than a zhang slowly transformed out of mid-air.