··· With the passage of time, the disciples who are still alive in the mountain gate of Wangxian Sect are getting fewer and fewer, and the casualties are getting more and more.

Although at the beginning, those disciples who shook the mountain realm, after uniting together, with their agile body skills, could still fight with them without falling behind...

However, as time passed, their physical strength began to gradually fall into exhaustion. And slowly... From showing flaws, to being wounded, and... Death.

··· And Wei Wei also found that these tentacles are not immobile. It's that they move so slowly that it's disproportionate to their size, so they think that these tentacles can't move...

However, when it found out... They were surrounded by more than twenty of their tentacles.

··· When the first sound sounded, one of them was grabbed into the void, and when one of his legs was torn off, he was surrounded and devoured by countless flesh and blood suction cups.

When the second sound sounded, the other person was hit by three tentacles at the same time, and along with the shattering of the shield in his hand, it turned into pieces, or painted into a cake of flesh.

··· In the end, the last person beside Wei Yan was grabbed by four or five flesh tentacles and torn to pieces.

It was a woman, he was in despair, screaming continuously, her cultivation was not weak, and she could barely survive until now, but it was just a pity...

With the last scream falling, a rain of blood fell in the void, and for a while, the minced meat fell along with the blood and snow, adding a bit of blood to this flesh hell...

Wei Yan fell to his knees in a burst of laughter. Since just now, he has been fighting with these tentacles for a whole hour, and his physical strength is also gone.

“··· Why, why, why...

Why, inside the mountain gate, is such a thing happening?"

In his last despair, Yu laughed miserably, and stabbed the spear in his hand into his heart, wanting to end, to end this nightmare that would never wake up.

··· But it's a pity... He was originally from the pinnacle of the Shaking Mountain Realm, and he was only one step away from Tuohai.

And the next moment when the spear in his hand pierced through his heart, the power in his body... I'm starting to wake up...

It was the arrival of his catastrophe, and it was also the reason why he did not die immediately in an instant.

··· And despite his cultivation, he began to climb frantically at this moment...

But none of this can change anything...

Wei Wei, in a miserable laugh that was almost crazy, he was grabbed by no less than 20 tentacles, almost at the same time, and was frantically competing for food...

And after his continuous roar and screaming more than hundreds of "why...", his miserable voice disappeared into the narrow passage...

··· After cleaning up all the disciples on the surface of the mountain gate, the tentacles were slowly, devouring, those who hid in the cave, the cellar... All disciples.

As a result, no matter who they are, where they are hiding, what they are doing, the result... It's all the same.

And slowly, in the end, all its tentacles slowly climbed towards the second highest mountain peak... And where is it...

That's where Piodor lives.

“··· Here they are. ”

Honglie Yu smiled lightly, looked out the window, in this period of saying that it was not long, it was not short, and in the last time, he was also deep in his heart, and he had silently accepted his fate.

"Well, let's go together. ”

After Piao Ran Yu finished speaking, he stretched out a jade hand and held the big hand of Honglie. The two of them walked out of the attic together, the two of them were full of smiles, without the slightest fear, quietly... to meet this final death of his own...

When the two of them stepped onto the rooftop, the tentacles around their attic seemed to become more excited, and the speed at which they each crawled became more and more rapid...

··· A tentacle as tall as more than 30 zhang slammed into the attic as soon as the tail whipped, and it was only a small section of its tail, which looked much larger than the entire attic.

Honglie calmly looked at the tentacles, although the tentacles looked as huge as mountains, but... But in his heart, but there was not the slightest fear.

The ancients said that if one of the people dies, or the death is lighter than the feathers, or the death is heavier than the mountains, or the death is heavier, or the light...

"I just don't know, in my life, is it counted as a feather or a mountain?"

Honglie smiled bitterly, he didn't understand, what should his death be counted as? But he knew that in the eyes of the people around him, it could be regarded as a 'mountain', then it would be enough.

With a huge tentacle like a mountain, it is about to fall down, and the distance from the top of the two of them is only a foot away, in the final...

Honglie hugged Piaoran, kissed his cherry mouth, and kissed away...

··· The kiss is divided, the attic is broken, and the drifting dye is smashed by it and I don't know where to go.

Honglie, on the other hand, was alone, collapsed in the ruins, because of his cultivation of Tuohai, so he left and died without the first blow.

He looked through the broken bricks and tiles at the sky, and kept twisting his body, as if he was showing off his mighty tentacles, and in the air...

··· A piece of blood-stained purple clothes was in the air, carrying bursts of blood and snow, slowly falling down..........

Honglie was originally a strong man, but at this moment, there were two lines of tears, and he kept falling in his eyes.

And in his mind, there is a lovely back, no matter what, it never lingers...

"Piaoran..."

Honglie muttered, and with the smashing of another tentacle, he finally couldn't hold back, jumped up, and relied on the strength of his flesh to fight with the countless endless tentacles.

He leaped several feet high, and with his two hands, like climbing claws, he grabbed the body of the tentacle and rushed upward.

Although he was agile enough to dodge every blow from his tentacles, but...

Now, he is already in a state of unconsciousness.

He stood at the top of the whip tail of a tentacle, and the whole person laughed like crazy.

Tears continued to fall, even though he was no longer afraid of death...

However, at this moment, his heart was broken and the pain was endless.

With a mad roar, he grabbed the tentacles with both hands, and in the midst of his rage, he tore the tentacles in half, from top to bottom!

For a while, a large amount of blood rain flew all over the sky, and Honglie stood on the ground, standing Wei Er, looking like a blood man.

And the tentacle, when it was torn in half, struggled at first, and after a few twists, it was pounced on by all the other tentacles, and it was quickly swallowed up.

With the devouring of the tentacles, the other flesh tentacles also seemed to have grown a little bigger, and the previous tentacles were also slowly getting bigger.

··· Honglie didn't look at the devoured tentacle, but stood in place sluggishly, muttering alone with the corners of his mouth trembling silently:

“··· Do you remember...

··· I promised you that I would take you to Tianshan City, and we said that we would go to Tianshan Wheel together... Let's go to see the sunset from day to sun...

··· I promised you to take you to the west of the 'Great Plain of Gato', and we rode together on horseback and galloped together on the endless steppe...

··· I promised you to take you to the 'Ningdong Plain' in the north, and we will go to see the countless icebergs together... And the sea of ice...

However, you are a high-numbered me, and you are afraid of the cold, so I promised you to take you to the south side of the inland sea, and I will stay there with you for many months...

··· Before, I was tired because I was too tired, because I was too lazy, and I kept procrastinating, but now...

I'm not tired.

Drifting ......... Dye, I... I'm not tired anymore.

I'm not tired now..."

In the continuous laughter, his eyes seemed to never be exhausted, and his blood and tears flowed.

In it, or from its tentacles, shattered blood, or... The blood that flowed from his eyes.

···“ I'm not tired anymore, it's just... When are you going to come with me?

I promised you, I promised you... We said okay... I promised you !!"

When a crazy laugh, Honglie Yu hesitated, towards the myriad, countless tentacles, rushed up, and at this moment...

··· As a result, its endless anger, endless madness, endless pain...

It didn't bring any special changes, and after Honglie tore three or four tentacles in a row, it was grabbed by countless tentacles.

Its limbs, its head, and its keto body were torn apart together.

A skull fell helplessly from its height to the ground, looking at its own stump and being devoured by its tentacles...

With a buzzing sound, ant ink flew towards it from the side, and in the six eyes, the same bursts of blood and tears flowed.

After the tentacles destroyed the attic before... He has been by his side, silently watching the battle between Honglie and his tentacles, although he wants to help, but...

But he didn't, he had enough power to fight in the madness of the madness like Honglie, with these tentacles as huge as mountains...

···“ Are you still alive..."

Honglie turned the only remaining head to the side. Looking at Ant Mo with a weak eye, maybe it's because the tentacles don't attack other living beings except for the disciples of the Mountain Sect.

Otherwise, Honglie couldn't think of any reason, a little beast that didn't have the cultivation of the mountain, could live in this hell of flesh and blood.

In the midst of the sorrowful scream, the ant Mo screamed a few times, and a long tongue stretched out from its mouth, and Yu licked Honglie's cheek.

And with another mournful cry, for a while, tears were pouring into the rain, like bursting the embankment, and it didn't stop.

“··· Ant Mo, can you promise me one thing at the end..."

Honglie said slowly, his body was shattered, and the time for it to exist was running out.

And Ant Mo also nodded his little head, Yu looked at his 'master', and listened to his last request silently.

Honglie first sighed, then swept away the confusion in his eyes, and said with firmness:

“··· Eat this head of mine, if...

If you can survive this catastrophe...

Promise me if I can become a 'demon cultivator' in the future.

Remember, with it, it can heal .... Break... Arm of the drug, back, back to my hometown... In the ..... of my father"

And when Honglie, in the intermittent period, finished saying this passage, his eyes darkened, and he fell silent, in the middle of this time...

And that's it, in this case, the real death.

··· When Honglie died, the ant Mo looked at the sky, with madness, and roared sharply, and the ant roared and shook the sky, resounding in any corner of this thousand miles.

And every strong person in its radius of thousands of miles has either awakened from a deep sleep or from meditation.

Or at the same time, they all looked into the void, and in a state of doubt, they speculated what it was that could make such a violent, so violent, so miserable roar...

··· The six eyes of Ant Ink, in the blood and tears that continue to flow, in a pain... Grabbed the skull and devoured it...

··· Honglie's life is like such a fire.

The fire starts, the fire burns, the fire burns, the fire goes out, the fire returns...

And this catastrophe is also like a storm that has gone through the fire, the remnants of the flames are extinguished, the wind stops, and the wind is in the ..........