However, Wu Tian immediately discovered a new problem, the distance he could perfectly control the clone was further shortened, from the previous five miles to the current two miles. This means that he can't hide outside the camp like before, only to let the doppelganger go in and stir up the rain.

But it didn't bother him. When he came to the vicinity of the camp, he let his flying body fly slowly in the sky, and the deity performed the "Earth Walking Technique" and walked through the ground. Although it was a little slower, it happened that Thiago was also seriously injured, so it was understandable that he was flying slower......

Wu Tian couldn't help but sigh secretly: Alas, this is the benefit of Yiduo not pressing!

Thiago, who was struggling to fly in mid-air, was soon seen by Taniguchi's guards, who ran under Thiago in panic and said, "Lord Tiago, what's going on? You come down first, let's carry you in!"

Wu Tian manipulated the doppelganger Thiago to fly down to the ground from the goodness, and those crypt harvesters hurriedly cut down a few trees and made a simple stretcher, carrying Thiago to the inside, and someone else rushed in to report the news.

"Go slower! Don't bump!" Wu Tian said weakly as he manipulated Thiago. In fact, it was because Wu Tian's earth practice technique was too slow, and if he allowed them to carry Thiago to gallop, it would soon be beyond the scope of his complete control over the clone.

Soon, the Crypt Reaper's Young Master Mosta and two other quasi-Eighth-Order Xuan Shi teammates, Nanir and Prado, hurriedly greeted him.

Mosta grabbed Thiago's hand and said angrily: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that those vampire skeletons have turned their faces? I'll kill them and avenge you!"

Wu Tian had already thought of the wording. Immediately manipulated Thiago and said weakly: "No. Those skeletons didn't do it! Those skeletons got together with the unicorn nightmen shortly after they left the camp, but when they found out that I was being followed by the Omar brothers, they left a few harsh words and teleported away!"

Naniel, who had the best relationship with Thiago, was furious: "Who did that?"

Thiago said with difficulty, "It's the Twilight People!" on our way back we saw ten quasi-eighth-order Twilight people, who seemed to be looking for our camp, but apparently did not know the exact location. We are afraid that they will find out where the camp is, and that the Mosta brothers will be ruined. So I took the risk of showing my traces and luring them into pursuit! But their attack was so fierce that they came up and wounded me badly! I found a place to hide, and came back to report it, and the Omar brothers continued to circle with them. Now that time is pressing, Mosta, you better hurry up and carry out the blood sacrifice!"

Mosta looked extremely moved, and said with deep feelings: "The Dark Armband, it's just a weapon! You are all my brothers in life and death, and we have made an agreement to forge supreme glory in the decisive battle against the Twilight Continent! If you have three longs and two shorts, I will refine the Dark Armband." Who will fight side by side with me, and who will share the glory and glory with me!"

Wu Tian secretly said that this Mosta is actually quite affectionate, if he gives up the blood sacrifice immediately. It would be terrible to run away immediately with the twilight captives. His deity didn't walk so fast underground, so he could only jump out and fight hard!

Wu Tianzheng was about to persuade him two more words, but he heard Mosta suddenly change his tone, and said sternly: "But the two brothers have already made such a great sacrifice, how can I let your blood be shed in vain? Brother Prado, immediately bring someone to escort those twilight people to the altar, and I will immediately start the blood sacrifice! Brother Nanir, you take care of Brother Thiago." ”

Although Naniel and Prado, the two quasi-eighth-order mysteries, are on the same team as Mosta, their status in the clan is far worse than Mosta's, nominally Mosta's brothers and friends, but in fact they are still Mosta's subordinates, although they feel that this is too risky, they still dare not object, and agree in unison.

Without looking back, Mosta ran back to the main tent to prepare the blood sacrifice, Prado led the Crypt Reapers to the prison to escort the Twilight Mystery, and Nanir carefully picked up Thiago and walked in the direction of the main tent.

The captured Twilight Mystic listened to the guards chatting for a while, and knew what was waiting for them. The only thing they hope for is that the Twilight Continent will discover their plot and send someone to rescue them. At this moment, seeing a group of vicious crypt reapers breaking in and brutally escorting them out of the dungeon, endless despair rose in my heart. Although most of them were the top figures in their respective cities and families, and their hearts were firm, there were still a few twilight Xuanshi who had a psychological breakdown and cried loudly.

Others did not laugh at them either, life and death are the greatest horrors in the world. No one wanted to die, but their Xuan Vein was sealed, and they were no different from those ordinary people who had no power to restrain their hands, how could they escape from the hands of these quasi-seventh-order crypt harvesters? Not to mention that there was also a quasi-eighth-order crypt harvester watching from the side. The only thing they can do is to scold twice and let out the evil anger in their hearts.

The plain cold and cruel crypt reapers ignored the captives' scolding, and drove them into the valley with an anxious expression. To speed things up, they even untied the ropes that bound the captives. Anyway, they were all sealed in the Xuan Vein, and most of them were seriously injured before they were captured, plus they lacked food and drink for a while, and there was not much Xuan Qi left, and their bodies were even weaker, and they were not able to make a mess at all.

Several of Meng Wild's team brothers were also full of despair. One of them lifted his spirits and said loudly: "Our brothers once agreed that we will support each other and make progress together in the future. But he didn't expect that the road of cultivating mysteries was about to end just beginning. But fortunately, our brothers are not born and die at the same time, and we are not born and executed in the same hole, and our brotherhood is not in vain!"

Another person said: "As long as our brothers are together, what does it matter if we die! It just so happens that we are well accompanied on the Huangquan Road, and at the same time we are reincarnated, and we will continue to be good brothers in the next life, and kill all these damn night people!

The other sighed, "It's a pity, Wild Boss, you had a chance to escape. I had to stay and take care of a few of us. As a result, I lost myself! I'm a single person, and I don't even have a paper-burning person during the New Year's holidays! I knew why I wanted a few sons!"

"Brothers go on an adventure together, of course, life and death together, what is it that I escaped in advance. Meng Wild smiled generously, lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't be in a hurry, brothers, later, let's see if there is a chance to delay time." Things may still take a turn for the better, and don't give up on life until the last minute. ”

Several of his brothers, along with the few twilight mysteries around him, had a flash of light in their eyes. But they all didn't show it on their faces. One of the brothers asked in a low voice, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice that the one-horned debris and the little skeletons around were gone, and only the damn reptiles were here. I guess something must have happened. Meng Wild looked around and said lightly, while blinking slightly.

Several of his brothers suddenly knew that Meng Wild still had something to say, and hope suddenly surged in their hearts. Who doesn't want to live without dying?

The captured twilight warriors were escorted through the main tent, and in the distance, there was an artificially dug arched cave on the hard stone wall of the cliff at the end of the valley, which led to the interior of the cliff in black. There were rich aura fluctuations coming from inside. Apparently the Blood Sacrifice Altar was inside.

Nothing happened. The Twilight Mystic got closer and closer to the cave as they were pushed by the crypt reapers who were eyeing them around.

Apparently. When they enter the cave, they will be killed.

One of Meng Wild's brothers muttered in a low voice with a gloomy face: "Turning point, where is the turning point? There is no turning point! Alas, what is more cruel than giving people a glimmer of hope, only to find out that this glimmer of hope does not exist at all? It is better to simply have no thought at all from the beginning! ”

Meng Wild raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed: "It seems that there is no turning point." I suddenly felt so cold. Brothers, can you draw closer to me and make me feel a little warmth before I die?"

His four brothers were a little surprised--Meng Wild's sexual orientation was normal! They were all young men of good blood, and they had also visited places that were inappropriate for children together, and Meng Wild had always been very brave, and I had never heard that he also had a love for men? Why would he say that now? Could it be that he was a hidden bisexual, and he did not show it until he was dying? I don't know who he had a crush on us. At this time, I don't confess, I'm still so restrained.

They glanced at each other, and they both thought to themselves that at the last moment, no matter what kind of person Meng Wild Ye was, he was always his good brother, so let's fulfill his last wish! They all came to Meng Wild Ye's side, hugged him affectionately, and used their bodies to make Meng Wild feel warm.

It's just that they suddenly realize that something is wrong -- it is obviously the five brothers who are hugging each other, why does it seem that there is an extra person? Who came over so uninterestingly? What's even more strange is that they didn't even see anyone coming over!

Rao is still in the daytime, and they still can't help but feel cold in their vests - is this the legendary daytime ghost?

Is this a sign that they will die?

They thought in horror, their heads covered in cold sweat.

"Don't look around, don't show anything out of the ordinary, I'm here to save you. After recovering your strength, don't move blindly and wait and see. ”

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in the sea of knowledge of Meng Wild and his four brothers. Immediately afterwards, the strange person who appeared held down the waistcoats of several people in turn, and the thick Xuan Qi penetrated through the body, instantly unlocking their sealed Xuan veins, and the power that had been lost returned to their bodies again. They all happened to be cultivating fire-based, water-based, and earth-based Xuan Gong, so each of them was infused with an extremely pure innate aura, which not only instantly healed their injuries, but also restored their Xuan Qi to its peak state in an instant!

Meng Wild and the others had to endure forcibly in order not to let their faces show ecstasy. They secretly looked at the savior out of the corner of their eyes, and found that the other party was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Qingxiu's face was full of numbness and despair, and she staggered as if she had no power to restrain her, just like the other captives. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought he was one of the captives!

What made them feel even more strange was that Engong's rank was actually only in the late sixth order!

They suddenly felt that they must be too tired, and hallucinations appeared in their eyes - how could it be the late sixth order who could easily blend into the captives from under the noses of the quasi-eighth-order night mystices, and lightly untie the mystical veins that they had been sealed by the quasi-seventh-order mysteries, and even easily heal the injuries of these quasi-seventh-order mystical scholars and restore all the mystical qi?

Not to mention the sixth-order Xuanshi, even if the quasi-eighth-order Xuanshi wants to do all this, there won't be much left of his Xuanqi! If Engong is really a sixth-order Xuanshi, I'm afraid that before any of them can recover their Xuanqi, he will be sucked dry! (To be continued......)