A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Uh...uh...gu..."

In the empty and dilapidated Sky Tree Cathedral, the Holy Light Whip fell one after another.

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

Every time the Holy Light Whip falls, a new gap will appear on Zhao Aotian's body.

"Ahhh~ Stop fighting! Great Pope, please stop fighting!"

Xiao Chihuo was thrown onto the wooden wall. Every time Zhao Aotian was whipped, she would scream in more pain.

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

The force of swinging the Holy Light Whip became stronger and stronger, and every wound was deeply visible to the bone.

Wow.

A whip hit his face, causing Zhao Aotian to look up to the sky and spurt out a large mouthful of blood.

The ground has turned red.

Scarlet blood soaked every inch of the cracks in the ground.

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

In mid-air, Xiao Bi's forehead was covered with sweat, and her face was full of exhaustion.

She stared at Zhao Aotian fiercely.

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

"Why... why don't you die?!" Xiao Bi growled resentfully.

This is already the fifth time Zhao Aotian has stood up.

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

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

Xiao Bi only wanted to ravage Zhao Aotian at first, but she gradually realized that he seemed completely unkillable.

He lowered his head, lowered his hands, and the blood from his mouth and nose flowed like a stall faucet.

HP: 1

MP: 0

AP: 0

Zhao Aotian stared at Xiao Bi with his godless eyes.

The look in this dying man's eyes actually made Xiao Bi shudder.

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

The one who struggled hard gave another crack of the whip.

With a full blow of level 480, even a 100-level warrior king in full glory would be split in half, right?

"Pfft~" Zhao Aotian, who was hit in the shoulder, spurted out nearly a liter of blood from his mouth and nose.

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

"Old Zhao~" Even Zheng Qian was stunned.

Zhao Aotian once again surpassed the data itself.

How much pain does this mean he is suffering?

"Great Pope! Please stop fighting~"

Xiao Chihuo cried and begged: "It doesn't matter what happens to me, please don't hit Aotian.

If you want the essence and blood of the Candle Dragon, you have already got it. If you want the power of the Light Dragon, you have already got it.

There is absolutely no need for you to kill Aotian again.

Please, please let us go, we will find a place where there is no one to live in seclusion, and we will promise never to appear in front of you.

Please~please~"

Xiao Bi, who was upset in her heart, glared sideways: "Shut up!"

He waved his hand and hit Xiao Chihuo's abdomen with a wind fist.

After restraining his waist, the three-inch-thick wood was shattered on the spot. The power of this punch almost shattered Xiao Chihuo's internal organs.

"Well……"

Xiao Chihuo's mouth swelled and he immediately vomited a large amount of blood.

"I'm just asking you to be a tool. Now that you have no value, what qualifications do you have to bargain with me?"

"..." Xiao Chihuo's face was livid in pain, and he still had the energy to answer.

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

For the first time in the past hour, Zhao Aotian took his eyes away from Xiao Bi and focused on Xiao Chihuo.

"Uh~uh~"

Zhao Aotian's eyes regained some vitality.

Like a zombie, he stretched out his bloody hand in the direction of Xiao Chihuo and tried to walk towards her.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Bi's anger immediately disappeared, replaced by a sinister sneer on her face.

"Oh? Do you want to go there?"

Raising the Holy Light Whip high, Xiao Bi transported 100% of the magic energy, and his eyes became fanatical again.

"Then crawl over for me!"

Snapped!

The whip of dozens of meters cut the air and struck Zhao Aotian's leg like thunder.

His calf was broken, and Zhao Aotian fell to the ground on the spot.

Xiao Bi's Holy Light Whip fell like raindrops on his bloody back.

"Hahahahaha, ahhahahaha..."

The monster, which had almost lost its human form, was beating Zhao Aotian hard while laughing wildly and with morbid excitement.

"Climb! Keep crawling! If you don't want to die, I will let you suffer all kinds of torture! You asked for this!"

Against the whipping like a heavy rain, Zhao Aotian used his hands to crawl towards Xiao Chihuo inch by inch.

Even if the HP can be locked, it is only with a will.

In the final analysis, this will has its limits.

Finally, several hours and hundreds of thousands of lashes.

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

On his back, the flesh had completely turned into meat paste, and you could even see the stark white bones inside, as well as the slightly beating heart.

After enduring the ravages for a full hour, Zhao Aotian finally reached his limit.

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

"Aotian..."

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

If I had not gone to find him at the beginning, he would not have fallen in love with me, let alone what happened today.

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

It was me who hurt him.

But now, his will has been exhausted.

Xiao Bi's next blow would definitely kill him.

My heart was overwhelmed by endless guilt.

The grief that poured out like a torrent made Xiao Chihuo burst into tears.

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

Xiao Chihuo burst into tears, murmuring like a mantra.

However, how could Xiao Bi give up?

She raised her hand, and a bright ball of light condensed in her palm. There was no trace of pity in her eyes.

"Please hand over the last trace of Zhulong's essence and blood to me."

…

Why can't I even protect the woman I love?

Why, both Emperor Zhulong and Grandpa entrusted the future of mankind to me, but I couldn't do anything?

The crying Xiao Chihuo, the ferocious and fanatical Xiao Bi, and the coldly watching 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 transcend the data itself, this will also has its limits.

Zhao Aotian knew that his limit was here.

The moment Xiao Bi's next cleansing attack hit him, he would definitely die.

But Zhao Aotian didn't have any fear, only regret.

It's not that he regrets that he broke his own principles and fell in love with Xiao Chihuo.

But he regrets that as a man, he failed to protect his woman.

Regret that as a hero, he failed to prevent the birth of a demon.

I regret that I have endured the expectations of so many people, but still can't achieve anything.

I... feel ashamed of everyone.

I……

"At the moment of purification, God does not need a slave who dares to resist. Let me disappear from the history of mankind, Zhao Aotian!"

Xiao Bi roared enthusiastically.

The light ball blasted towards Zhao Aotian like a missile.

In just one moment, this strongest human being will be wiped out.

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

But at this moment.

"Aotian!!!"

Xiao Chihuo's scream suddenly pierced the sky.

Faced with this desperate scene, Xiao Chihuo struggled crazily regardless of his serious injuries.

The bound limbs suffered fractures, and the bound head was pushed forward too much, causing the forehead to be sunken and the skull to crack.

Kaka.

The sacred tree that bound the body cracked.

Facing the danger of his beloved, Xiao Chihuo actually exceeded the limits of human beings at this moment.

boom!

A mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the top of the sky tree.

The violent wind and waves blew dozens of kilometers away.

This blow caused a huge crack to explode in the entire sky tree from top to bottom.

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