A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Uh...uh...huh..."

Inside the empty and dilapidated Sky Tree Cathedral, the whip of the Holy Light fell one after another.

Every time there was a crackling sound, Zhao Aotian would make a painful grunt.

Every time the holy light whip fell, a new gap appeared in Zhao Aotian's body.

"Ahhhhhhh~ stop fighting! Grand Pope, please stop fighting!"

Xiao Chihuo was dropped on the wooden wall, and every time Zhao Aotian was flogged, she would let out a more painful cry.

But this voice aroused Xiao Bi's cruelty even more.

The force of swinging the holy light whip is getting stronger and stronger, and every wound is deeply visible.

Wow.

With a whip on his face, Zhao Aotian spit out a big mouth of blood.

The ground has been stained red.

Scarlet blood soaked every inch of the ground cracks.

With a puff, he fell to the ground, and Zhao Aotian finally stopped moving.

In the midair, Xiao Bi's forehead was full of sweat, and his expression was exhausted.

She stared at Zhao Aotian viciously.

In his sight, Zhao Aotian, who should be dead no matter how he looked, actually stood up again slowly.

"Why... why are you still alive?!" Xiao Bi growled bitterly.

This is the fifth time Zhao Aotian has stood up.

No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him to persist until now.

When he fell for the first time, his HP was emptied, but his HP was locked at 1 point.

Xiao Bi was only to ravage Zhao Aotian at first, but she gradually realized that he seemed to be completely indestructible.

With his head down and hands down, the blood from his mouth and nose was dripping like a small faucet.

HP: 1

MP: 0

AP: 0

Zhao Aotian's godless eyes stared at Xiao Bi.

The eyes of this dying man made Xiao Bi shudder.

"Why can't you die?!!!"

It was another whip that was struggling.

With the full blow of lv480, even the one hundred Martial King will be split in half, right?

"Puff~" Zhao Aotian spit out blood from his mouth and nose, which hit his shoulder.

It's hard to imagine that there can be so much blood in a person's body.

"Old Zhao~" Even Zheng Qian was already staring at it.

Zhao Aotian once again surpassed the data itself.

What does this mean that he is suffering?

"Grand Pope! Please don't fight~"

Xiao Chihuo cried and begged: "It doesn't matter what I do, please don't beat Aotian.

You want the Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon, you have already got it, and you want the power of the Light Dragon, you have got it too.

There is no need for you to kill Aotian again.

Please, let us go, we will find a place where no one will live, and we will guarantee that we will never show up in front of you.

Please~please~"

Xiao Bi, who was upset in his heart, stared sideways, "Shut up!"

Waved, a wind fist hit Xiao Chihuo's abdomen.

Restraining his waist, the three-inch thick piece of wood was smashed on the spot. The power of this fist almost smashed Xiao Chihuo's internal organs.

"Well……"

As soon as Xiao Chihuo's mouth rose, he vomited a lot of blood.

"My house did you out, just let you be a tool man. Now that you have no value, what qualifications do you have to discuss with my house?"

"..." Xiao Chihuo's painful face was pale, and there was no strength to answer.

However, this scene caused Zhao Aotian, who was completely unconscious, to react.

For the first time in nearly an hour, Zhao Aotian moved his gaze away from Xiao Bi and cast his attention to Xiao Chihuo.

"Uh~uh~"

Zhao Aotian's eyes regained a slight look.

Like a walking dead, he stretched out his bloody hand in Xiao Chihuo's direction and tried to walk towards her.

Seeing this scene of Xiao Bi's eyes, his anger suddenly disappeared, replaced by a wicked sneer.

"Oh? Do you want to go there?"

Raising the holy light whip aloft, Xiao Bi had achieved 100% of the magic element, and his eyes became frenzied again.

"Then climb over to this palace!"

Snapped!

A whip of several tens of meters cut through the air, and thunderously struck Zhao Aotian's legs.

With a broken calf, Zhao Aotian lay on the ground on the spot.

Xiao Bi's holy light whip rained down on his bloody back.

"Hahahahaha, ahahahaha..."

The monster that almost lost his human form, while beating Zhao Aotian fiercely, laughed sickly and excitedly.

"Climb! Climb! If you refuse to die, then this palace will make you suffer all the time! This is all you asked for!"

Against the whip like the rain, Zhao Aotian stubbornly crawled towards Xiao Chihuo inch by inch.

Even if the HP can be locked, it is only by a mouthful of will.

This will, in the final analysis, has its limits.

Finally, hundreds of thousands of lashes took a whole number of hours.

When the last whip fell, Zhao Aotian finally stopped moving.

On his back, the flesh has completely turned into meat sauce, and you can even see the dense white bones and the slightly beating heart.

After suffering for an entire hour, Zhao Aotian finally reached his limit.

And he was still more than half the distance from Xiao Chihuo.

"Aotian..."

The blood-vomiting Xiao Chihuo looked at Zhao Aotian, who was no longer moving. At this moment, Xiao Chihuo regretted it.

If I hadn't looked for him in the first place, he would not fall in love with me, let alone encounter what happened today.

He is still a hero of mankind, and he can still have his own brilliant life.

I killed him.

And now, even his will has been exhausted.

Xiao Bi's next blow, he will undoubtedly die.

My heart was overwhelmed by endless guilt.

The grief that gushed out like a torrent made Xiao Chi cry silent.

"I'm sorry... Aotian... I'm sorry... it's all my fault..."

Xiao Chi Huo's tears fell like rain, and he kept whistling like a curse.

However, how could Xiao Bi give up.

She raised her hand, a bright ball of light condensed in her palm, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

"The last trace of Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon, hand it over to this palace."

...

Why can't I even protect my beloved woman?

Why, Candle Dragon Emperor and Grandpa both gave me the future of mankind, but I couldn't do anything?

The crying Xiao Chihuo, the ferocious and fanatical Xiao Bi, and the cold-eyed Situ Yi were all clearly engraved in the blurred vision.

He didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Even if the will can surpass the data itself, this will has its limits.

Zhao Aotian knows that the limit of own is here.

Xiao Bi's next moment of cleansing, he will undoubtedly die.

But Zhao Aotian didn't have a trace of fear, and only regret.

It's not that I regret that I broke the own principle and fell in love with Xiao Chihuo.

Rather, he regretted that as a man, he failed to protect his own woman.

Regret as a hero, failing to prevent the birth of a Devil.

I regret that I have accepted so many people's expectations, but I still can't do anything.

I... ashamed of everyone.

I……

"At the moment of purification, the gods don't need a slave who dares to resist. Let this palace disappear from human history, Zhao Aotian!"

Xiao Bi roared feverishly.

The ball of light blasted towards Zhao Aotian like a missile.

Only for the next moment, this strongest human will be wiped out.

Facing the demise of own, Zhao Aotian closed his eyes helplessly.

But at this moment.

"Aotian!!!"

Xiao Chihuo's neigh suddenly cut through the sky.

Facing this desperate picture, Xiao Chihuo struggled frantically regardless of his serious injury.

The tied limbs were broken, and the tied heads had sunken foreheads and cracked skulls due to excessive forward protruding.

Kaka.

The sacred tree that bound the body cracked.

Faced with the danger of his beloved, Xiao Chihuo actually broke through the limits of mankind at this moment.

boom!

At the top of the sky tree, a mushroom cloud suddenly rose.

The violent wind and waves blow tens of kilometers away.

This strike caused the entire sky tree to burst a huge crack from top to bottom.

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