The last time he was defeated by the Black Death Knell, the 100,000 elite spiritual consciousness was destroyed and all of them became corpses. This time, he even watched Luohu take away their bodies, helpless.

It is determined to do something for its master. Unfortunately, it cannot do it at all.

"Sorry, I've tried my best!" Zhou Cheng whispered, even more frustrated.

This was his first time fighting for someone other than his relatives and friends. At that moment, he had no intention of saving his life or escaping. He just wanted Luohu to leave behind the 100,000 elite soldiers. He had already put all his strength into it, and even his body was on the verge of collapse and could no longer bear the true fire of the sun and the true energy of the moon.

Unfortunately... I can only sigh and say nothing. Oftentimes, it is not useful if I have a firm will.

The five-sided flag attached to his back and whined continuously. After a moment, he finally returned to his body, as if he wanted to find a place to relieve the grief at this moment.

Sitting in the void, Zhou Cheng began to play back this battle in his mind. For the first time in his life, he wanted to regain his shortcomings to make himself stronger.

He thought that he might have been able to resolve the so-called destined hostile relationship by avoiding Luohu, but at this moment he suddenly realized that he was really too naive.

This battle that was decided inexplicably was destined to have an irresolvable conflict between the two. Just like at this moment, the needs in their hearts are just in opposition and irreconcilable, and the battle is inevitable.

If Sun Jiuyang knew that it was the battle he took the initiative to attack and he would attack first, he might find it incredible.

Looking back on my own battle, it seems that I have not done enough. The witchcraft of the witch clan has not been used, the Lingxi sword has not been used, and the Taoist pattern transformation technique is still too awkward.

"If your Taoist pattern cliché technique only knows how to simply condense weapons, it would be a waste of resources!"

Luohu's words sounded in his mind, making Zhou Cheng confused. Could it be that there are other more powerful aspects of this technique? But I have too little knowledge of the Taoist pattern cliché technique and I can't figure it out at all.

After finding the master, ask him again! Let this go for the time being, Zhou Cheng is ready to get up.

Suddenly, something happened in his mind, and it struck into his head like lightning, leaving him motionless.

"Yes, I finally have a bit of style with your elder brother, but unfortunately it's still too bad."

When he was exhausted, Luohu said such an inexplicable sentence, but he didn't think much about it at the time. Looking back at this moment, it seemed that he was not just talking about it.

Big brother, what big brother? Could it be that I have a big brother? This thought can't be stopped for a lifetime, and all kinds of speculations and doubts... are endless, filling his entire head.

Suddenly, some strange fragments flashed in front of me, and I seemed to have come to a strange battlefield.

A middle-aged man flew in the air, causing a strong wind that could change the color of the world to circulate around him, whistling, and slapped out with his palm, as if covering the whole world and coming towards him.

At that moment, the world was lost, the sun and the moon were gone, and I couldn't move, my heart was full of horror, but I didn't know what to do.

At the critical moment, a finger suddenly stretched out from behind him, pointing to the palm of his hand that seemed to be destroying the world.

In that place, the wind was everywhere, dissipating for no reason, and all attacks were gone without a trace, and a voice came from behind.
Chapter completed!