"Knock !!"

With some kind of loud roar, Bibduri and the others felt the ground start to churn!

It's as if a powerful shaman is performing a forbidden seismic, and the earth twists like an animated python!

And the well of the abyss, which runs through the purgatory of most living beings, the huge crater that appeared because of the depression of the original material realm, began to fall large swaths of material debris!

The dark red mountain is as fragile as mud at this time!

Bibduri felt that they were witnessing the destruction of a world, and that the legendary catastrophe of destruction was nothing more than that.

But in Bibduuri's heart, there is still a hint of luck.

He knew the horrors of the ruler of this plane, an existence that many of the forces of justice found intractable.

Those ancient forces with a long history are naturally able to destroy it.

But because of its evil twisted nature, it would be costly enough to destroy it.

Before it produces a more serious evil, it is only in the sequence that needs to be destroyed.

But before that, there are more evils that need to be dealt with immediately.

Redemption is always more difficult than destruction.

And for the redeemer, people always give higher moral expectations and limits.

But it turns out that:

Sometimes, not every redeemer is saved for the sake of the goodwill of his heart.

The pure redeemer, still in a certain state of struggle.

In a world of intertwined matter, pure light is no more acceptable to the world than pure darkness.

And just when Bibduri was a little confused, a terrifying roar came from the entire well of the abyss!

Countless layers of dirt fell from the upper level of the Soul Purgatory, and it was clear that one or more layers of the Soul Purgatory had completely collapsed!

"Damn! We must leave immediately! ”

Bibduri said immediately.

Although his face looked ugly, he knew that the current situation was too much for him to hesitate.

Although Bibduuri, he didn't know what was going on up there.

But he knew that it was definitely not something that characters like them who had not even touched the legend could participate.

After saying that, Bibuduri ignored the opinions of his teammates and directly applied for forced withdrawal.

But a scarlet prompt message instantly refreshed on everyone's retina:

"Reminder from the comprehensive network: the plane fluctuates abnormally and cannot be separated for the time being."

"!"

Bibduri spat out a vulgar remark that was equivalent to the concept of the material realm in which Sun Daoren lived, and his face was now extremely ugly.

And at this time, an even more terrifying roar came from the well of the abyss!

It's tearing, it's trembling!

Then a monster with many huge mountain-like tentacles fell from the well of the abyss!

The hell of the living beings where Bibduri and the others were located did not stop its fall.

But three of its tentacles are stuck in this layer of living hell!

The ground was pulled hard by the tentacles of this monster, and the deep ravine!

Every ravine was enough for a giant ogre to run wildly in it.

"Godslayer!! In the name of the Destroyer of the Earth, you curse you, and you will sink into the deepest hell!! ”

The whole living purgatory, there was a kind of roar full of anger and fear!

"What the hell is that?"

The evil magician, who was almost severely injured by the roar, said with a look of horror on his face.

"The Ileal Corroder, the ruler of this plane."

Bibduri pulled out a group healing scroll from his backpack and tore it open without hesitation.

Then, he said with a solemn face.

In this case, any savings are dead.

In this state, Bibduri did not dare to guarantee whether their souls would return to their original material realm after death.

If not, they will most likely be trapped forever on the wreckage of the destroyed plane!

"There's a Godslayer fighting it, and I don't think the fight will last long."

"We must be prepared for the destruction of this world – if luck is not too bad, some of us will make it back alive."

In the face of the worst situation, Biboudui looked much calmer.

Of course, this was just the horror in his heart that he forcibly suppressed.

He knows that panic can't change anything, only calmness can lead him out of hell!

"Godslayer?"

Sun Daoren pondered for a while, and he seemed to have an understanding.

"I remember you said that the ruler of this world is an evil thing?"

Sun Daoren looked back at Bibduri and asked.

"A legendary evil creature whose notoriety is known to the plural planes."

Bibduri didn't know why Sun Daoren asked this, but he still suppressed the irritability in his heart and said.

"If my hexagram isn't wrong, I think I'm pretty lucky......"

Sun Daoren's expression did not fluctuate, but he privately initiated a certain contact through Zongwang.

"It's not safe here, we're too close to the Well of the Abyss to be vulnerable to the fighting."

"I'd suggest we march towards the entrance to this level - there's a lot less falling object we'll have to deal with."

Bibduri quickly came up with a temporary plan.

I don't know if they will be able to escape this battle of annihilation, but if they don't try, they will only be more dangerous.

The other teammates didn't say anything, and they didn't have an idea now.

But just as everyone was ready to evacuate, Sun Daoren was still standing in place.

Bibduuri noticed that the other party's emotions seemed to have returned to their normal calm.

Could it be ......

Bibduuri's eyes flickered, and he guessed a fact.

But he knew better that there were some differences between Sun Dao and them:

Sun Daoren's hands are too clean.

Although he is not a benevolent person, he is clearly not a person who likes to kill.

But they weren't, almost all of them were beings who radiated the light of the Crimson Camp.

The ability to gather together this time is all driven by interests.

Bibdurui wasn't sure what the god-killer who might have an old relationship with the Sun Dao would do with them.

It's a gamble, and the stakes are life or death.

Bibduri gritted his teeth, and he turned his head and strode towards the entrance to this level of Soul Purgatory:

He didn't believe that the other party would save them from these wicked people.

As a veteran warrior with blood on his hands, Bibduri was aware of this.

He was an orderly—wicked, and he had his own judgments.

Looking at the other teammates in front of him who were running faster than him, Bibouduri's eyes were cold:

It will be difficult for these blind, profit-driven fellows to survive this disaster.

Just when the Well of the Abyss was already at the end of Bibduuri's vision.

He heard a loud roar, and then he couldn't help but turn around:

Under Bibduuri's gaze, the upper hell of living beings was directly torn apart, and an eight-armed giant flew down from it!