Chapter 38: Endgame

The fists could not be clenched, the legs could not stand, the situation of the four of Lu Tian was the same, they didn't understand what was going on at all, Wang Long, who had no power to resist, not only did not die, but they were seriously injured in a daze and could not continue to fight, it was only three hours, such an ending was not only beyond their expectations, but Chagon was also confused.

Cha Gong stared at the peripheral scene full of doubts, and he couldn't do anything about it in contemplation, now he was watching the battle alone, and the other five priests had all returned to the house, no one could solve his doubts, and the happy mood just now sank to the bottom, Lu Tian and the others, who had lost their ability to fight, could only wait for death now, although Wang Lung could not act for the time being, but what should he do after a day?

"Alas, this little guy is not only perverted in the flesh, but even his bones can rebound and attack, it seems that I underestimate him. Mo Tianlong's voice suddenly appeared in Chagon's ears, making him instantly understand what was happening in the field.

Chagon didn't ask, his thinking pattern had been set, Mo Tianlong's voice was just an order in his mind, he had no right to question, a habitual way of thinking, he was destined to be a divine servant for a lifetime, no freedom, no future.

Wang Long, Lu Tian and the others outside the barrier were all seriously injured, one was seriously injured by the beating, and the other four were seriously injured by the attack rebound, if it was a normal person, it was obvious that the body of the Dao Wang Long could rebound and attack, and he would definitely not be stupid like this, but can Lu Tian and the four of them be measured by normal people?

Wang Lung was seriously injured, he was not dead or unconscious, although his body was paralyzed, but his mind was still quite clear, and he didn't know the reason why Lu Tian and the others stopped attacking, his whole body couldn't lift his eyelids because of swelling, and his head was buried in his chest and couldn't move a bit, what was the situation of Lu Tian and the four of them now, he didn't know at all, since the attack stopped. Wang Lung didn't want to waste time either, he quickly mobilized the spiritual power around his body to quickly recover from his injuries.

Lu Tian's limbs were seriously injured and their internal organs were injured, they had never expected such an ending, and no one wanted to see this kind of ending, except for Wang Long.

If the body is injured. With the elixir, it can be repaired quickly, but Lu Tian and the four of them are really like Wang Lung joked at the beginning, they have nothing, and they emptied all their pockets before they came out to participate in the battle, just because they were afraid that they would not be able to kill each other, and Wang Lung would take away the things on their bodies and cheapen Wang Long.

A meaningless move made Lu Tian and the others completely dumbfounded, they were lifting stones to shoot themselves in the foot, and there was no elixir. It is definitely too late to recover from injuries by absorbing aura, how much can be recovered in a day, not to mention that the aura in this space is outrageously thin, this aura density cannot meet their needs at all, even if they meet the requirements, one day is not enough to recover one percent, and when the time comes, the four lore arrays will automatically disappear. They will be hit even harder, and it is unknown whether they will survive by then.

It's scary to be quiet. Just now they were still fighting to the death, but at this time, the four lore formations were surprisingly quiet, Wang Longjuan shrank aside and tried to recover from his injuries, while Lu Tian and the others were decadently waiting for death, they had no possibility of recovery, and they had no way but to wait for death.

Time is slipping away little by little. An hour passed quickly, and while Wang Lung was recovering from his injuries, his ears were also listening to the sounds around him, it was very quiet, only four heavy breathing sounds were not far from him. That should be the breath of Lu Tian and the others, the other party stopped attacking, Wang Lung couldn't see it yet, his injuries were very serious, it was impossible to recover so quickly, he was waiting, waiting for the moment when he could move, he wanted to see what was going on, he was also praying, praying that Lu Tian and the others would not attack again, so that time would slowly slip away, and the four lore arrays would dissipate on their own.

Cha Gong left, he already knew the end of the road, and it was futile to continue to wait, instead of wasting time here, it was better to go back to the room and think about how to deal with the next game, he walked very resolutely, and did not ask anything to Lu Tian and the others, nor did he comfort the other party.

Mo Tianlong's divine sense was withdrawn, he was the same as Chagon, the place where Wang Lung and the others fought was like a dead place, there was no life except for the sound of breathing, after seeing that Wang Lung's body could rebound and attack, he decided to make some changes, which was his temporary additional test, just to punish Wang Lung for insulting him.

Seizing all the time to recover from his injuries, Wang Long's mind completely fell into emptiness, capturing aura he has more advantages than others, the benefits brought by the nameless secret method are not only as simple as purifying aura, but also have an amazing effect on aura perception and absorption.

The body is seriously injured, and Wang Lung can not care about the recovery from external injuries, the key is the internal injury, none of the internal organs are complete, all of them are broken, if he has divine sense, he can check the internal situation of the body, but he is not a cultivator, he can only use the aura to heal the injury a little bit, even so, for the injury of the internal organs is also a headache for him.

There is no place where there is no blood, there is no place without scars, Lu Tian's four-person attack is comparable to the late stage of a hundred refinements, the attacks of the self-cultivators are all completed close to the body, one punch and one kick does not miss in the slightest, Wang Long's most serious injury comes from the upper body, the lower body basically does not suffer much damage, if it is not for cerebral paralysis and inability to dominate the body, he can stand up at any time.

Lu Tian's four people's attacks all smashed on Wang Lung's upper body, below the waist, they didn't bother to attack at all, no matter how serious the injury was, it would not be life-threatening, the chest, head, and dantian were attacked the most times, fortunately, Wang Lung curled up his body, and his chest and dantian were not directly injured, mainly the head, how much area can the two arms protect, although Wang Lung was sober-minded, but the pain in his head made him have the urge to go crazy.

The feeling of paralysis slowly disappeared, the severe pain deepened, Wang Lung's body unconsciously began to have spasms, irregular convulsions, he was patient, the pain when he was attacked was less than one-tenth of what he is now, he wanted to faint like this, at least he would not feel pain, maybe he would wake up again, and his body would be able to recover, but he didn't dare, in case he was unconscious for more than three days, he couldn't wake up before the next battle began, and the outcome would be death.

Soon half a day has passed, and in more than ten hours, the four lore arrays will disappear, and when Wang Lung does not need to make a move, Lu Tian and the others will have the possibility of death, feeling the time slowly passing, the four of them look at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Bai Ya, how are you, can you still move?" said Bagoten.

Bai Ya shook his head helplessly and said: "If you move, you can definitely move, but the attack power can't be used at all, your hands and feet are completely broken, and you can't attack." ”

Bagoten nodded and turned to Singh and asked, "Singh." How are you?"

Singh snorted helplessly: "What else, the strength of the four of us is almost the same, and the damage we suffer is the same, you must know that Lu Dao is in this situation, you shouldn't have emptied your pockets in the first place, at least there are pills available." It doesn't matter if it takes a long time, as long as you can recover a little bit from your injuries, you can find a way to kill this demon, but now......?

"Okay, don't complain, none of us would have thought that the other party would be able to bounce off the attack before the four of us went into battle, and emptying our pockets is also to prevent the demon from collecting our belongings, now is not the time to discuss this, the most important thing is that we don't have much time. We must find a way to kill each other, everyone think about it more and see if we can think of a good way. Lu Tian said.

After listening to Lu Tianyi's words, the other three lowered their heads and were silent, they also knew the benefits and stakes, and they didn't want to continue to wait for death, and when Chagong returned to the room, they also understood that the high priest had no hope, and they could accept defeat. But this result is unacceptable, and it is a shame. The four of them took advantage of Wang Lung's unpreparedness to arrange four lore formations, just to improve their attack strength and kill the other party in one fell swoop, but now that their attack strength has improved, not only did they not kill Wang Lung, but they actually caused a Wang Long who could not fight back to be seriously injured.

Lu Tian and the four of them bowed their heads in contemplation. The occasional exchange was also to verify their own ideas, and one by one they vetoed each other, sighing more and more, and the self-cultivators who lost their hands and feet were not even as good as civilians, and could only be slaughtered by others. If some of them practice spells at the same time, they may be able to make a difference, but unfortunately the cultivators and cultivators are different and cannot practice spells at the same time.

Time passed little by little, Wang Lung's injured body slowly became swollen, the ruptured skin had healed, the ulcerated flesh was growing new granulations, the recovery speed of external injuries was fast, but the effect of internal injuries was slow, the clothes that were pulled out of Huang Feng's body a few days ago had long been torn, and even a complete rag could not be found, it turned out that Wang Lung still had half of his underwear to cover his body, but now he was naked.

On the ground where Wang Long was curled, the blood had long since dried up, the red blood had turned into black bloodstains, and the same was true on his body, Wang Lung still didn't make any movements, and his body kept curling up, and he had been like this for twelve hours.

There are still twelve hours, and the four killing arrays will disappear, at that time, if Wang Lung can recover a little, Lu Tian and the others have only one fate, that is, death, no one will sympathize with them, Wang Lung will naturally not be stingy with his killing intent, here, compassion is useless at all, killing all those who hinder is the ultimate goal.

"Yan Zhong, didn't they let the demon take away their weapons, did you see him put them there?" Bai Ya suddenly asked the others.

"Weapons?" Singh looked at Bai Ya suspiciously, including him, and the other three didn't understand what Bai Ya was talking about.

"What are you looking for those weapons for?" asked Bagoten.

Bai Ya didn't speak, but looked up and glanced around without finding anything before slowly saying what he thought: " Our injuries are too serious, it is impossible to recover by absorbing aura, without the support of the elixir, we will die sooner or later, as a servant of the gods, it is a dereliction of duty for us to not be able to complete the tasks assigned by the gods, even if we die, we can't make the demon feel better, we can't use the means of attack now, if there is a sword or a knife, we can use it to dissect the demon's body, the demon's body has been damaged, and there are bones exposed in many places, we can cut off his flesh little by little along the broken place, I don't believe it, the demon can still live without flesh and blood, even if he can't kill him for a while, it doesn't matter, there are high priests behind them, as long as the demon's injuries are aggravated, Three days later, the barrier was opened again, and the third battle demon naturally would not be the opponent of other sacrifices, this time if he didn't die, he would die sooner or later, we can't continue to wait for death without accomplishing anything, and we have to gnaw off a piece of each other's meat before dying. ”

"Good, good, good," Bagoten and the other three agreed at the same time.

Just for a moment, Singh said helplessly to Bai Ya: "Your idea is good, but we don't know how he put the weapons of the five sacrifices of Yan Zhong there, and the four lore formations are not lifted, not only the demons can't get out, but we can't get out, and now everyone has been hit hard, even if we want to lift the four lore formations in advance, we can't do it, we can't do it without the range of the formation, where do we go to find weapons?"

Lu Tian nodded in agreement, and he also added: "We can't move our hands and feet, even if we find a weapon, what can we do, the strength of the demon's physical body is comparable to the previous stage of the body, with our current situation, we can't move it at all." ”

"Also, if the four lore formations are lifted, the strength of the four of us will be instantly reduced by one level, plus serious injuries, I don't know if Lu Dao can survive, even if he doesn't die, it's no different from being disabled, although your idea is good, but it's too difficult to implement. Bagoten also reminded.

"Ha Lu Ha...... You're really stupid, have you forgotten that there's another weapon here?" Bai Ya said with a smile as he looked at everyone.

"Where's another weapon?" Singh looked at Bai Ya with his eyes shining, puzzled.

Bai Ya didn't speak, but turned his head to Wang Lung, and with Bai Ya's movements, Lu Tian and the others looked at Wang Lung at the same time, and they saw a war knife, which was Wang Lung's own weapon, and was now pressed under him.

"Our hands and feet are useless, but the strength of the body has not been reduced in the slightest, the hands and feet cannot be used, then we can wrap the weapon with spiritual power, we are all dying, what are we doing with that little spiritual power, although there is only one weapon, but we still have teeth. Bai Ya said viciously.

No one refuted Bai Ya's proposal anymore, it was the best way to kill each other with the demon's own weapon, which was a treat for them. (To be continued......)