"Boom!"
In the eyes of the outside world, the whole painted black, seventeen story punishment tower wrapped in a circle of flames, shocked several times in the space.
The wall of the tower below the fourteenth floor was all broken by a strong horizontal air flow, and the spider web trace of the road appeared automatically without wind.
Soon, with the bright red light of the circle of flames, the seventeen story punishment tower is slowly repairing itself under the burning of the thick red light.
With the passage of time, the cracks on the tower are slowly healing.
At this time, the little Taisui, who is sitting in the middle of the 14th floor tower, is tightly pressing a pair of thin lips, and there is sweat on his forehead.
He fought with ink lotus for three days and two nights.
To his horror, even now, the human race is not exhausted.
Not only no, but also more and more brave. There is a trend that he is about to be suppressed. What's the matter?
He has only been here for a few years, which man in the lower astral domain has evolved into such a abnormal appearance!
The knife smiled indecently and hugged his chest happily. "Little Taisui, I think you're going to die soon. Why do you have to hold on?"
The two started fighting three days ago.
It can be said that he has used all means and methods to compete from close boxing and feet to far attack, and even to upgrade to the present mixed fight of divinity and consciousness. Today's younger generation really wants to be impressed.
At present, this kid is only in his early twenties. This realm of strength is amazing!
The channel on the 14th floor is slightly bright, and when the sabre turns around, it can't help laughing. "Ah, Peony Fairy, you mother-in-law can't bear to come here lonely to find a man!"
"To die!" The Peony Fairy gave him a bad look, and then he looked at the two people who were sitting and standing on the field.
Little Taisui sat with his knees crossed and sweat oozed from his forehead.
Then look at the young man standing with his eyes closed. His expression is cold and pale. He doesn't seem to have much pressure.
From the perspective of outsiders, they stand and sit one by one, seemingly calm.
In fact, they don't know that their divine sense has reached the most critical time of the battle.
At this time, the two divine senses are competing in the boundless desert. Each holds a sword and flies to and fro. The two figures sometimes add up your fists and come to me.
The two swords touch and wipe out the Mars.
At this time, the little Taisui, with a cold and handsome face, is almost the same height as ink lotus, and totally different from the child outside.
This is the divine sense of Taisui.
In this space, you have been fighting with me for at least one night.
Little Taisui obviously found that with the flow of time, the divine sense and body of the couple in front of him seemed more and more solid.
On the contrary, he was stabbed by the long sword of ink lotus several times, and his divine sense was a little shaky.
Little Taisui frowned slightly, his face was angry, and suddenly he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out blood.
In reality.
Around the crowd, only to see the little Taisui sitting there spouting blood, then a face languid to the ground collapsed.
Dao Wuji laughs and just wants to say "you lost, little Taisui". However, when he sees the ink lotus standing by, a thread of blood falls from the corner of his mouth.
Dao Wuji is stunned. He hurriedly steps forward and says, "boss!"
The Luo family brother looked at him in disgust and said, "go away, who is your boss!"
"Come on, do you want to help the boss sit down? The boss seems to be hurt