"You ants, all of you are going to die!"

At this moment, the Golden Armor Beast Emperor let out a deafening roar.

The beast pupils filled with dense bloodshot were like two burning blood-colored suns.

Filled with murderous intent and madness, like churning lava, blazing and terrifying.

The light in the depths of the pupils seemed to condense the despair and fear of countless living beings, which made people shudder.

The feeling of life and death hanging by a thread just now was undoubtedly a nightmare experience for this arrogant and powerful beast emperor.

The unforgettable shame is enough for him to remember for a lifetime, and it is also a painful memory that he will never forget.

The dignified Beast Emperor was actually forced to the brink of life and death by an ant with a mere eight-rank cultivation, and the sense of despair that almost fell filled his heart with endless anger and hatred.

If it weren't for being in this special environment at the moment.

If it weren't for the fact that there were other beast gods behind him, he would need to continue to live.

I'm afraid that just now, I will really be killed by that seemingly insignificant eight-grade mole ant.

With an earth-shattering blow, it completely exploded and became a stepping stone to its fame.

Such shame, such hatred, made the killing machine in the heart of the Golden Armor Beast Emperor surging like a tide, and it was bound to kill all the enemies in front of him,

No matter how big or small, strong or weak, they are all crushed to wash away the humiliation that was once close to death, and restore the supreme majesty of being the beast emperor.

On the other side, after seeing this scene, Su Die's eyes gradually dissipated like a broken galaxy.

On that face, which is now weathered and engraved with the traces of time, a touch of despair quietly spreads.

He weakly clenched his hands that were no longer young, and his dry eyes flashed with pain and unwillingness.

"The beast isn't dead?"

At this moment, the voice squeezed out of Su Die's throat was hoarse and low, like a lament dug from the depths of her heart.

The fact that it should have been good news was like the heaviest shackles at the moment, so that she could hardly breathe.

"Really...... Damn! Is this the only way I can go? ”

The weak voice was whispering, and every word carried endless regret and loss.

Tilting his head slightly, he seemed to be able to see the unreachable sky, where Lin Ping'an's indifferent face still seemed to remain, and his figure was also looming in the fog of time.

Scenes of memories related to him, as if manipulated by an invisible hand, began to flash quickly in Su Die's mind.

Like a projection of an old movie, frame by frame.

Those experiences we have spent together, those fragments of memories that have laughed or cried.

At this moment, a cruel truth is being told.

From the beginning, she failed to catch up with Lin Ping'an's pace.

The feeling of powerlessness was like a piercing piece of ice, which made Su Die's heart ache.

Now, it is even more important to stop here in the journey.

"Sometimes, you really can't meet too dazzling existence in life......"

Finally, Su Die muttered to herself, her words full of bitter realization.

That radiant figure not only illuminates her world, but also ruthlessly reflects her own insignificance and powerlessness.

However, even so, she still refuses to give up, because it is a dream and hope that she has spent her life chasing.

She hoped that one day, she would be able to stand beside him, even behind him.

Next to him, Qin Yu's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with endless grief and helplessness.

The voice cried out between hoarseness and trembling, a cry of sorrow from the depths of the soul.

Fluttershy...... Fluttershy...... You can't give up, I beg you, you must hold on, never, don't just fall asleep......"

Qin Yu clenched his hand over there, which was gradually cold, as if he wanted to pass on all his life force to her.

However, Su Die's face became more and more pale.

The originally smart eyes have lost their luster at this moment, and only a faint breath proves that they are still in the world.

The flame of life flickers in the body, like a broken candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

Qin Yu could clearly feel that Su Die's life breath was decaying at a desperate rate.

The irretrievable passage is like the last warm sun in the winter night disappearing into the sky.

It is like a blooming flower, which quickly withers in the bitter cold.

The air around him seemed to be frozen in this heavy sadness.

Every grain of dust carries the pain of life and death.

At this moment, Qin Yu's tears slipped silently, dripping on Su Die's face, but they couldn't wake up the light of life that was about to fade.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, leaving only Qin Yu's heart-rending call and Su Die's faint breathing.

In this cruel and real moment, it is interwoven into a mournful elegy of fate.

The heaven-level exercise "Seven Demon Slashes Against the Heavens" is certainly a peerless martial art with terrifying power.

Once cast, it can even instantly explode up to 128 times the increase of its own combat power.

Its power is enough to turn the world upside down and turn the heavens and the earth around.

However, the price paid behind such a force against the sky is also staggering.

Every time the Seven Demon Slashes of the Heavens were cast, they would cause immeasurable wear and tear on the cultivator's body, burning a large amount of life force, that is, lifespan.

If a cultivator has an infinite life force, he will have an eternal lifespan.

Then, the loss may be bearable.

But the reality is cruel and cold.

All along, the lifespan of the human race has been like a bright but short-lived meteor.

Even if it is an existence that has reached the peak of the eighth grade, its lifespan is only a few hundred years, and it is as fleeting as the morning dew.

If Su Die successfully breaks through the nine grades and has a life span of thousands of years, he can barely hold on.

At this moment, however, fate seems to have played a merciless joke on her.

Although it is only one step away from the realm of the nine grades.

But now it is like a candle in the wind, the oil is exhausted, and the body and mind are exhausted, and there is no way to further challenge the threshold of life and death.

On Su Die's pale face, the eyes that were once as bright as stars are now covered with a thin layer of haze.

The life force in the body that is about to be exhausted is like the last grain of sand in the hourglass, silently telling of helplessness and struggle.

Not far away, Song Changkong took the initiative to stand up, and he was ready to die in battle.

On the other side, Lin Ping'an, who was far away in the Great Xia realm, flashed a trace of unkindness in his eyes.

"Humph! Those damn brutes! If you lose, you lose, and if you fall, you fall! ”

"If you admit your mistakes, you must stand upright, and if you are beaten, you must stand firm."

"How dare you do such an unsightly little action under my nose?"

"Is it true that Lin Ping'an is a dead man?"

Originally, he was going to continue to observe quietly to see if Su Die could break and stand up.

Now, the plan has been completely disrupted by the operation of those beast gods to remotely transmit life force.

(End of chapter)