The fighting has stopped at this point, and the monk is surrounded in the middle, surrounded by the eye-catching Perfection and the Kongjie who may launch an attack at any time.

As for the ordinary realm masters, they stood far away to prevent the seriously injured monks from escaping.

Judging from the scene, the monk will definitely die.

"Good and evil monk, let's capture him without any effort!"

Kong Jie spoke with a cold voice. In this situation, no one thought that the monk could still be alive.

Even if the opponent has good combat skills, can he still surpass a dozen Dzogchen players?

Even if it is possible, is it still possible to cross the border and destroy the empty realm?

The monk stood with a knife in his hand, and his clone disappeared. The ferocity on his face gradually faded away, and his expression became calmer. Even in the face of a certain death situation, he seemed unfazed.

But is that really the case?

Of course not, no one can be calm in the face of death. The monk at this moment just wants to appear less embarrassed before someone arrives.

In fact, in his heart, he had already cursed someone many times. Why didn't he come? Why was he so slow? Did he really wait until I was seriously injured and about to die?

When he appeared before, he felt someone's breath from the energy breath. The two parties didn't need to communicate at all, they just understood what to do.

"I'm going to catch you, are you dreaming? As long as I, the monk, am alive, I will kill you all and make the heinous things you have done public to the public," the monk said coldly.

"It seems that you were fined for not eating the toast, so don't blame us for being rude!"
Chapter completed!