He glanced at the four-sided stone platform in the distance, and he punched out a rolling demonic energy and knocked away his opponent. His figure quickly retreated and shouted: "Let's go!"

Raymond and the God of Hanxiang did not hesitate, and each defeated his opponent and joined him. The three king steps turned around and fled to the distance frantically.

Mo Yu's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the backs of the three of them. Then he suddenly realized that the God King Muda, who was fighting with a strange fish, had escaped to the distance and turned into a black dot, and soon disappeared completely. It seemed that he was the first person in the line to escape.

"Sir, what should we do?" Meng Zhuo defeated the opponent who was entangled with him. Although his expression was barely calm, there was still a little fear in his eyes.

Mo Yu looked at the sky-swallowing beast after hearing this. Although Zhou Qiyuan was still struggling to support it, he had been forced to close by nearly a hundred feet, and was getting closer and closer to the big mouth. He shook his head slightly, knowing that he could not help him. If an accident occurs, he is afraid that he will pay for it.

Withdrew his gaze, Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and the black dragon spear shadow suddenly appeared, turning into a thorn, and slapped the gorgeous woman in the robe in front of him, "Go!"

While drinking softly, he turned around and galloped towards another place.

Meng Zhuo hurriedly forced his opponent to retreat and followed behind.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Qiyuan was the only one left here. He struggled to hold on for a long time, but he couldn't hold on and was swallowed by the swallowing beast in one bite.

But at this moment, no one noticed that at the moment when he was swallowed, there was an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth.

...

Away from afar, feeling the power fluctuations gradually calming behind him, Mo Yu's body paused slightly and then sighed. He really didn't expect that Zhou Qiyuan, who had always suspected that he was deeply afraid, would become the first person to die in the line. Perhaps he had really thought too much before.

Shaking his head and suppressing his thoughts, his figure kept flying away with Meng Zhuo. They were going around a huge half-arc, avoiding the point and the platform and continuing to move towards the depths of this strange space.

Because there is a breath calling him... because there is hope of regaining freedom!

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Chapter completed!