Supreme Martial God Technique

At this point, Wu Yun had no other choice.

He was held by two people and could not dodge by himself, so he could only put his hope on these two people.

At the same time, Wu Yun couldn't understand why these two people didn't take him to hide.

Although it might not be possible to dodge, at least try it.

Just wait to die?

Or, these two people were only concerned with escaping and didn't notice the attack from behind at all?

While Wu Yun was thinking about this, he was even ready to remind these two people.

But in the next moment, Wu Yun saw the two people beside him turn their heads and look at each other.

That is, after this moment of looking at each other.

I saw that the person on Wu Yun's left suddenly let go of Wu Yun and flew to the back.

And the person on the right continued to take Wu Yun to the entrance of the netherworld in front.

Buzz~~ A low buzzing sound sounded.

Wu Yun felt his heart suddenly tremble.

He didn't hear screams, but he smelled the pungent smell of blood.

Wu Yun knew that it was the human race warrior who had let go of his left arm and blocked the attack of the Holy Soul for him.

He saved Wu Yun with his life again.

In fact, this was not the beginning. Even dozens of warriors from various races had saved Wu Yun with their lives.

But at that time, Wu Yun's feeling was not so real.

But this time, Wu Yun's feeling has become extremely real.

He suddenly realized something.

At the same time, he secretly asked himself in his heart, "Am I really so important to them?"

"So many people are willing to die just to take me away alive!"

"Let's go, we're here!"

While Wu Yun was whispering in his heart, a voice came from his ear again.

He looked up.

In front of him, he had reached the entrance of the space tunnel.

It was also the entrance to the so-called netherworld.

His eyes went dark, and Wu Yun was dragged by the person next to him and flew directly into the tunnel.

Then, there was no light, only darkness.

Wu Yun felt as if he was flying in the endless void. Because he was being carried by the person next to him, he couldn't even be sure how he was moving forward, or whether he was moving forward or doing other actions.

And at the moment he came in, Wu Yun also thought about it.

The Holy Soul behind was so strong. Could it be that if they could come in, then the Holy Soul couldn't come in?

If they chased in, in the current situation, both of them would probably die.

But in fact, it didn't happen.

At the moment he stepped into the entrance of the tunnel, it seemed as if the whole world was quiet.

The voice from the Holy Soul was gone.

Even the oppression from the Holy Soul's cultivation disappeared instantly.

"Can't they come in?"

Wu Yun whispered secretly.

In fact, the time just now was only a moment.

At least, in Wu Yun's feeling, just now, only a moment had passed.

So, after this thought came up, he was ready to ask the human race strongman next to him what was going on.

Just when Wu Yun was about to turn his head, the front was no longer completely dark and void.

He saw light.

However, it was a dim light.

It was like the dark light outside in the middle of the night, a very gloomy and dark world.

Although it was dark, Wu Yun could still see the hellish scene.

There were dead bones everywhere, and the surroundings were full of darkness and death.

"Is this what they call the netherworld?"

"It seems that it seems more appropriate to describe it as hell!"

After taking a general look at the surroundings, Wu Yun whispered solemnly.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the human race strongman next to him.

However, this look scared Wu Yun.

The man next to him was spitting blood from his mouth, and the blood dyed half of his body red. His breath was also rapidly fading away, becoming weaker and weaker, as if he was about to die.

Suddenly, Wu Yun felt his body sink, and the two people fell down in a hurry.

With a sound of "bang".

The two fell to the ground at the same time, shaking up a rotten bone around them.

At this moment, the human race strongman had let go of Wu Yun and lay flat on the ground, looking dying.

Wu Yun was not wrong, he really looked like he was dying.

As for Wu Yun himself, there was no problem.

Except for feeling uncomfortable in this place, he had no other discomfort.

In fact, Wu Yun wanted to turn around and leave.

He really didn't want to be the chosen one.

Maybe if they talked it over, they could join forces, but he didn't want to be the leader.

And now that the human race strongman was like this, it was obviously impossible to keep him.

But after thinking about it, Wu Yun gave up.

Now that he was reborn, he was much more cruel than before, but he didn't lose his friendship.

So many people died to bring him here. If Wu Yun could really leave like this, he would not be Wu Yun.

"Senior, are you okay?"

Wu Yun leaned over and asked.

"No, I'm not important, you are important!"

"I was injured by the Holy Spirit, and I used the secret technique to hold on until here. The secret technique aggravated my old injury, and I was doomed to die."

"But I succeeded, I brought you here, help us, definitely help us!"

The man spoke weakly, and then he moved his body slightly, as if he was about to get up and beg Wu Yun.

Wu Yun hurriedly supported him and said, "Don't, senior, don't say that. I, Wu Yun, am not a heartless person. It's just that you said the Son of Heaven, are you really wrong?"

"I... Well, if that's the case, then why don't you tell me, senior, why do you think I am the Son of Heaven?"

"And what do you need me, the Son of Heaven, to do?"

"When we were outside, it seemed that the Holy Spirit was also worried that I would be brought here by you!"

It seems that Wu Yun still compromised. He wanted to hear why these people regarded him as the so-called Son of Heaven.

But it was just a compromise.

After listening, whether he was willing to help was another matter.