"Why...... Why are you still holding on......" Female Elder Ling Xi's eyes shook violently, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that this little young mage was still alive in the door of death, and the predicament he faced was even more tragic than the inner city of the ancient capital.

The inner city of the ancient capital is at least an isolated island about to be swallowed up by a black ocean, and it is not even a flat boat!!

"We ...... Should I really run away??" Zhu Meng slowly spat out this sentence.

Escape, does it really make sense?

Can you escape this catastrophe!

Everyone is facing a door of death, and if a young mage's determination to live can be built into a mountain of bones, then what price will the enemy have to pay to destroy the city???

Despair, despair, always despair, then continue to fight in despair, and if you can't open a dawn, you will die in endless darkness!

Zhu Meng didn't want to escape, especially when he saw this scene!

"But this city has to leave something behind, or it will be completely destroyed. Chu Jia said.

"If there is anything left, then this should be the place!" Zhu Meng pointed to the evil eye bronze mirror and pointed to the arrogant bone mountain under Mo Fan's feet.

This city will really disappear from this world forever, and it will definitely not be a few mages, leaders, and decision-makers who are still breathing, but their hearts that have never succumbed!

Whether it is the Black Holy See, or the country that has been destroyed for 2,000 years, it is possible to let this city perish, but they must pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousand times the price!!

The Black Curia cannot be allowed to succeed just like this, leaving the whole world with a terrifying devilish shadow for their orchestrated catastrophe, and causing more cowards to submit to these mad beasts. Let the world know that even if this city is wiped out, the determination to survive is enough to build a mountain. Spread all over the sea!

That's what stays!!

Some people at the top want to escape, Zhu Meng understands.

With the strength of their super-rank mages. If they really unite, there is still a possibility of survival if they want to escape.

Zhu Meng didn't want to escape, he didn't want to escape, and when he saw that Mo Fan was still alive in the face of such a death, Zhu Meng didn't have the slightest intention of escaping!

"I'm here too. A voice came from the stairs.

Du Xiao was covered in blood, with a leather cloak on his body, one of his hands hung down, and his palms were covered with blood, while his other hand was ...... Empty, his other hand was nothing.

"Boss!" the demon man saw Du Xiao come back. I couldn't help but shudder.

The others are back, but one of his arms seems to be left outside, and his hair is full of blood, if he hadn't spoken first, I'm afraid he might not have recognized him as the hunting king Duxiao!

"Don't deceive yourself, we're left with the remnants of our defeated soldiers, and we can't even destroy the corpses of the mountain peaks, so what kind of battle can we talk about!!" Elder Chu Jia scolded with some annoyance.

Chu Jia advocated escaping and fled with a small number of people.

And the list of the few. It's nothing more than these high-level leaders and other leaders, and as for the people who are still praying for God's blessing in the rain, they can't be on the list!

"You're ridiculous, just because this kid is still alive. It's going to give up the escape plan that has been made, hmph, this kid is still dead in the end. Who knows what he's done at the door of death, just a few thousand skeletons. What's the point of killing more, our enemy is the Black Holy See. It's the corpse of the mountain, it's the abyss...... Look at him for yourselves, he can still live for a few minutes!" Chu Jia saw that everyone was shaken by the idea of escaping, and immediately scolded angrily.

"He's not dead, at least not now. Zhu Meng insisted.

"Okay, good, good ......" Chu Jia was already sneering angrily, "I'm giving you a few minutes to think about what's the matter, I'll see with my own eyes how he died, just because of this kid...... How ridiculous do you guys have to be??"

"Hahaha, Elder Chu Jia, I agree with you very much, he is just the son of a truck driver who eats dust to support himself, and it is really the most ridiculous thing for you to bet on him as a high-level and leader...... In my opinion, you should take advantage of the morning to bow down at the feet of our Lord Salang, and when you are all dead and come to the Court of Eternal Life, you may be able to continue to be the superior and help Lord Salang rule the Court of Eternal Life!"

"Shut up for me!!" Chu Jia scolded impatiently, and with a wave of his palm, he swept out a few ice picks and stabbed at Mu He's body fiercely.

Mu He's body was pierced with blood by an ice pick, but this guy didn't feel pain at all, and he was still laughing wildly there.

"Do you know that this kid was able to get into Magic High School because of my charity...... It's ridiculous that you guys actually bet on a kid who became a mage by my charity, haha, hahahaha~~~~~~~~" Mu He was already laughing madly.

As he said, Mo Fan's ability to enter the Magic High School was indeed his charity back then. His current cultivation can reach this realm, Mu He is actually very surprised, but in this catastrophe he is just playing the role of a cockroach ant, under the coat of Lord Salang's bishop, there is no one who will not die!

"Madman, this madman, why don't you let me kill him!"

"He would love to die!"

"President, what to do, you decide!"

"Yes, President, you can decide. ”

President Han Lin stood there, his tired pupils already sunken in his sockets.

He didn't know how to make a decision at this time, or that making any decision didn't really make any sense and didn't affect anything.

Han Lin could only helplessly put his gaze on the Evil Eye Bronze Mirror, and in the Evil Flame Bronze Mirror, Mo Fan looked exhausted, exactly like everyone's current situation.

There are still skeletons climbing up, and the Blood Skeleton who has been watching from the side is also like the corpse of a mountain peak that everyone can't resist......

Run, or fight?

Leave a small number of people, or leave that unyielding faith??

......

Han Xiao didn't know how to make a choice, but Mo Fan's choice was always clear!

The pile of bones rattled, and from time to time it rolled down a large piece, it stood really high, and countless bones would roll down if Mo Fan moved slightly.

"Knock !!!"

The mountain of bones shook.

"Knock !!!!"

The bone blanket trembled.

The blood-colored bone minister, who had reached fifty meters in size, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and this guy's eyes shot a killing light, and he was walking towards the bone mountain where Mo Fan was.

Mo Fan's hands were trembling wildly, not because he was afraid, but because he had already fought beyond the limits of his body, and his whole body was so exhausted that he was convulsing and convulsing.

It became difficult to clench his fists, and he wiped the blood from his face, and it turned out to be covered in blood......

......

"Now, it's you who have to look up at Lao Tzu!!"

The broken sound echoed, Mo Fan was like a beast!

He mustered the last of his strength, his fists clenched in a frantic cramp, and slammed into the bloody skeleton's head!! (to be continued.) )