The other one, the picture that locked the devil kid, never disappeared.

So, someone couldn't help it anymore and said with confusion: "Huh? That devil kid should be dead, right? Why is the picture on the Haotian Mirror still locked there?"

Following his words, countless people quickly opened their eyes and looked at the Haotian Mirror, looking at the image that occupied half of it and was surrounded by smoke and dust.

The images in the Haotian Mirror are based on people.

Normally, once the battle is determined to be over, the screen that locks that person will disappear.

It has been almost three minutes since Tianlei ended, but the image on the Haotian Mirror remains motionless, locked firmly on the huge smoke-filled place.

This is obviously not normal!

Is it possible that the devil kid is not dead yet?

As soon as this idea appeared, many people took a breath of air and couldn't help but shook their heads vigorously. Impossible, absolutely impossible.

They had seen the brilliant power of heaven with their own eyes.

Not to mention foundation building, even the golden elixir will still be damaged when faced with that kind of terrifying attack.

How could a mere demon cub survive such an attack?

Just when countless people's faces showed surprise and disbelief, the smoke-filled scene moved.

An astonishing storm blew up, blowing away the smoke and dust all around.

The original hillock was gone, replaced by a huge pit, very deep, very deep, a thousand meters long.

And under the huge pit, the familiar red blood was gushing out, and a figure slowly flew up from it.

hiss.!

In an instant, everyone's hair stood on end and their expressions changed dramatically.

The figure that flew out was very miserable, very miserable.

The whole body was rotten, with almost no good skin left. Not only that, most of the muscles were burnt, and the bones could be seen directly in some places, which were also pitch black.

In fact, most of its internal organs seemed to have been roasted, which could be said to be devastated and extremely tragic.

The original face was almost burned off, as if it had been peeled off and then baked. The teeth were directly visible, and only two or three muscles were left on the cheek.

To say that the only intact part is probably the eyes, which are not damaged.

Hoo~, hoo~, hoo~!

The sound of heavy breathing sounded.

Like a bellows, it produced a horrifying hissing sound.

The heart was exposed from inside the blackened ribs, beating once and for all.

As his body shook, a flash of bright red seeped directly out of the darkness. Even those at the Golden Core stage couldn't help but frown at that sight.

How can it be?

How can this be???

With such an injury, let alone foundation building, even if it is a golden elixir, he is dead, absolutely dead.

Why is he still alive?

Not to mention the righteous disciples, even Heisha and the others couldn't help but feel a little stunned. After all, this vitality is really scary.

Monks are not gods, they still remain in the realm of humans.

With such an injury, even for them, it would be a fatal injury. Not to mention flying, it would be impossible to move.

As a result, not only did this man not die, he was actually still flying in the air?

The true red blood energy, although much weaker and thinner than before, is still strong and has not dissipated.
Chapter completed!