The body of the decaying old man actually grew with the earth, Zhaoming was stunned, and so was Menghuai.

After being stunned, Meng Huai Ha Lu Ha smiled: "Sure enough, it's not time to be with you, it's a pity." You absorb the breath of the earth to help you heal your wounds, but unfortunately you are not yet done and cannot be separated. If this kid comes a few days late, I really can't stop you!"

Seeing the physical condition of the decaying old man, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. No matter how bad the situation was, at least the man could not escape, and the High Priest would not be too guilty.

"Senior ......" Zhaoming clenched his fists and felt sad in his heart.

Meng Huai said that the corrupt old man did not get the right time, but he knew that he had harmed this person.

His body has recovered, but no one knows what he did. As long as it is fully recovered, with Meng Huai's previous careless mentality, there may not be no chance of escaping. It's a pity that in order to help himself, this senior exposed his own situation, and his body was bound by supernatural powers, so he naturally couldn't escape.

If he can really escape, it is not only because of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, but also because the corrupt old man exchanged his life for his own life.

In a trance, his spiritual power twitched, and the hovering thirty-six black lotus also disappeared immediately. The killing artifact was gone, the embers were still there, and no one in that piece of heaven and earth dared to approach except for the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

This is a magical power that he came up with on a whim, and he hasn't thought of a name yet. At this time, sorrow came from it, and he actually had an idea.

Cangyan Tribulation.

One day, he will turn this gray flame into a catastrophe for the Wu Clan, just like the Wu Clan slaughtering the Demon Clan today.

"Ahh

was extremely bitter in his heart, so that Zhaoming couldn't help but roar. He wanted to help the rotten old man leave. But Zhilu said that it was impossible for him to do it. This kind of helplessness made him not know what to do.

Rin's magic operated on its own, and waves of spiritual power fluctuations impacted the entire Colosseum.

This is a kind of spiritual power exercise that can impact the primordial spirit and even the soul, and those captives who have been numb and forgotten everything are actually shocked by this exercise, and they all wake up suddenly.

"I'm leaving, I'm getting out of here!"

There is a demon clan who choked and shouted, this is a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he cried loudly like a child of the Wu clan. He gave up all thoughts and had only one thought in his mind: get out of here.

The interception in the sky was due to the fierce fight between the corrupt old man and Meng Huai, and the flame of the thirty-six-rank black lotus before, which showed a lot of flaws. He felt hopeful.

It's a pity that the ban hasn't been broken out of yet. was overwhelmed by the overwhelming thunder and lightning. In the midst of the explosion, only a terrible cry was heard from him: "Emperor!"

"Where are you, Emperor, your people have gone deep into purgatory. Keep the suffering. Can you hear our cries of pain?" another demon clan shouted and rushed to the sky.

In the past, there was a demon emperor who swept the world. The demon clan worships it deeply and calls it the emperor. Now the demon clan is in decline, and the compatriots are suffering. They couldn't help but think of the prosperity of the demon clan in the past, compared to it, it was not just the difference between cloud and mud.

"Go home, I want to go home!"

Not only the demon clan, but also the immortal clan.

Imprisoned here for thousands of years, looking at the west, it is his hometown, but he can't get any closer. Haunting dreams, who understands such pain.

"I still want to go home, don't even think about leaving, kill them all!"

Meng Huai roared loudly with a gloomy face, and waved his mace to no longer attack the corrupt old man, but to kill Zhaoming. That key person can't leave, and he has to leave this person who worries him.

"Meng Huai, don't underestimate me too much!"

The decaying old man said lightly, pinching a magic trick in his hand, the earth surged, and suddenly rushed out of a stone pillar, directly blocking Meng Huai.

Meng Huai's figure flashed, and he attacked after avoiding it. It's just that the stone pillar suddenly danced, like a long whip, and sealed it tightly.

"Big brother, second brother, what's wrong with you, don't you die!"

In the depths of the dungeon, there was a sudden delicate cry, it was the three sheep demons. The three of them are not in the transition period, their strength is low, and in the face of such a chaotic situation, they have long been unaware of what to do, and they have never thought about escaping, but they just hide below and dare not come forward.

It's a pity that the entire Colosseum has been turned into a battlefield, and nowhere is it spared. The three sheep demons tried their best to dodge, but they still suffered misfortune.

The two sheep demons were hit by the chaotic true qi and died directly, and the one left behind was crying loudly with the two corpses in his arms, at a loss.

The eyes that should have been innocent have long been confused, and they don't even know how to hate them, and they only hope that the two relatives who depend on each other can wake up.

"Hey!"

The rotten old man sighed slightly, and the earth between him rolled like waves, rolling the living sheep demon into his hands.

"Big brother, second brother!" the sheep demon shouted, unwilling to leave his relatives behind.

"Returning to heaven is powerless, unless Dao Ancestor comes in person, no one can save them!" the rotten old man shook his head, then grabbed the sheep demon in his hand, wrapped it in the breath of the earth and threw it at Zhaoming.

Seeing this, a witch clan rushed over and tried to stop him. But the breath of the earth that enveloped it was so thick that he could not stop it. I only heard a "bang", and it was already directly knocked away.

Flying in front of Zhaoming, the enveloped earth qi disappeared. Zhao Ming somehow, but he still reached out and took the sheep demon in his hand.

"Child, let's go, take him away! The people here have all been lost, and I don't know if it's good or bad for the demon clan to go out. He's different, and he can still live normally!"

Looking at Zhaoming, the decaying old man said unhurriedly, there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of life and everything in the world.

"Big brother, second brother!"

The sheep demon struggled hard in Zhaoming's hands, completely forgetting the danger around him, and just wanted to rush back to snatch back the corpse of his relatives.

But how much his strength is comparable to Zhaoming, it is useless.

"Take care, I'll be back!"

Zhaoming didn't care about the sheep demon, holding him in one hand and bowing deeply to the rotten old man.

He is powerless to change the status quo, he can only hope that in the future, he will one day return here and crush this Senluo purgatory.

"Don't let anyone go, kill him for me, kill him for me!

Meng Huai yelled, hysterical. The rotten old man is already unable to leave, and he must leave Zhaoming behind.

A large number of witches listened to the order and flew towards Zhaoming. Among them, there are many Da Luo Jin Xian, and even Taiyi Jin Xian. Even if Zhaoming escapes at this moment, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape far.

"Leave it all to me!"

The decaying old man roared, and three golden flowers rushed out of the purple mansion and hung above his head. Fists clenched, working supernatural.

"Bang bang bang!" came from the inside of the body with a burst of cracking sounds, and then I saw blood spraying and gushing out from all over the body.

This is a way of doing things that do not hesitate to harm oneself, which is more powerful, but the damage to oneself cannot be described as terrifying.

Between the earth and the mountains, a terrifying attraction appeared in the vast land, and all the witch clans fell like grasshoppers after autumn, unable to take off. (To be continued......)