Chapter 460: The Mountain Rain is Coming and the Wind is Full of Buildings (49)

Unless......

"It's the people of the crape myrtle desolate temple."

Really!

Huang Qianqian also thought of this.

Binglin finally finished saying this, and she actually returned to the state of a lotus flower.

Huang Qianqian wanted to send her some spiritual power to help her heal, but ......

It's like someone has suddenly pressed the play button, and the things around me have been freed.

She hadn't even had time to do anything about it.

There was no choice but to put her back into the space first.

The Flood Temple!

It's really good.

Obviously, only the last two divine envoys were left to survive there, and they even came out to find something alive and dead.

It seems that this place cannot be stayed.

Binglin is a world-destroying meteoric lotus, which belongs to the ancient desolation.

The power used by the Flood Desolation Temple is the power of nature that has been passed down from the Flood Desolation.

That's why she was easily hurt.

Of course, the strength of the last two remaining divine envoys is not weak.

I roughly calculated the time.

The male protagonist should have successfully escaped.

Huang Qianqian is about to start Edgeworth's flight.

She threw her sword into the air, only to be bounced off.

She had a bad premonition in her heart.

Immediately, this premonition was recruited.

Forbidden space!

This place was actually placed in the forbidden realm just now!

How?

When did she provoke the Flood Desolation Temple again?

This is the rhythm that wants her to die here!

If you can't fly, you can only kill it.

She fearlessly stepped forward, and the Qingyan sword in her hand was already glowing with red blood.

She's been rushing forward.

Can...... Her current body is just an ordinary person after all.

Although there are abilities.

But in the face of these tens of thousands of zombies, there is still a steady stream.

After all, I still can't hold on.

The white shirt was already stained with blood, and there were colors all over the body.

Huang Qianqian snorted coldly.

Can't die.

If you die here, you can go to the next plane.

But her face was gone.

You must not die here!

"Shhh She gasped in pain.

A zombie bit on his left wrist and ripped off a piece of flesh.

In an instant, the entire left hand suddenly became a blur of flesh and blood.

And this learning period makes them even more excited.

One by one, they lunged at her at a faster speed.

Huang Qianqian's consciousness is obviously still very clear, but her body is becoming more and more uncontrollable.

It's become a little soft, and it's starting to lose its strength.

Damn it!

The Honghuang Temple, you wait for the ancestor!

This ancestor doesn't care what the temple of the founding god you are!

When the ancestor goes back, he will go directly to your lair!

……

I don't know how long it took, but she just felt a lot of pain all over her body.

And there is no strength yet.

It seems that you can't even move a finger.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Black...... It's dark here......

It's the kind of black that you can't see your fingers.

Huang Qianqian: "......"

I hope no one comes, or you'll die.

She gradually felt that she was about to lose control of herself.

That trembling of fear from the soul.

The image that happened in the rain that day began to come to my mind.

Sister...... Eldest brother......

It's so dark, it's really dark here......

At that time, the water prison was the same, and the five fingers could not be seen.

She doesn't feel anything now.

Sight, smell, touch, hearing, all of them were reduced to nothingness in an instant.

(End of chapter)