When he Xinda and Zheng Tengyuan sneer, huntian suddenly turns around and rushes towards them.

Even in the face of the supreme beast, it has the courage to fight when it knows that it will die. But now, in the face of this powerful beast, it doesn't even have the courage to fight to death.

"Is it swollen again?" Zheng Tengyuan and he Xinda's sneers suddenly froze on their faces.

I thought that the next moment I would see Gu Fenghua being swallowed by chaos, munching and blood splashing. Who knows, chaos turned around and ran after a "roar".

You are the strong man of the half path saint. Even if you were accidentally attacked by others, you shouldn't be scared like this by just a holy one, right?

They can't figure it out and have no time to think about it.

Because the next moment, huntian has rushed to them like a burning tail.

"Lord huntian!" Zheng Tengyuan is still in a state of confusion. He didn't expect that he should not show his acquaintance with this chaotic animal at this time. He would bow to salute in the first half of his subconscious step.

Hun Tian is in a hurry to run for his life. He has no time to talk to him. He raises his claw and slaps it. At this moment, whoever dares to stand in the way is its enemy, the enemy of life and death!

"Bang!" Zheng Tengyuan seemed to hear the sound of the watermelon landing, and then he felt light.

In front of a splash of red rain, he finally saw the picture he was looking forward to, and also saw a young body bending slightly, keeping the posture of arched hands, falling straight.

"Is it swollen?" Another big question mark rose in his mind.

And then... No, then. It's true that the powerful attack of the half path saint is beyond the ability of the most saint, even the generation of Tianjiao, who is the most saint of the seven grades, is no exception.

The ghost escaped from the body. After only a moment, it dissipated in the endless void.

"I really shouldn't have come to this muddy water. I'm a proud man. I want to be the king of stars. How can I die? How can I die like this..." at the last moment when the ghost dissipated, Zheng Tengyuan uttered a silent cry of regret.

"Ah..." as Zheng Tengyuan was slapped to death by chaos, he Xinda screamed instinctively.

If he didn't cry, chaos didn't care to talk to him, but the scream came out, which made chaos's heart, which was already suffering from fear, throb again. Without thinking about it, chaos slapped it subconsciously.

"Bang!" Another dull sound.

He Xinda was not slapped to death like Zheng Tengyuan, but he was shocked and fell to the ground with fear on his face.

Without looking at him, chaos, like a fierce tiger down the mountain, dashed down the stone ladder.

At this time, only a few of the disciples who participated in the training arrived at the fourth Dao pool. Knowing that their ability could only stop there, they sat down beside the Dao pool and practiced wholeheartedly. If other people are not qualified enough, they will return to the third Dao pool wisely.

On the stone ladder, only Zhengyang Daofu disciples obeyed Zheng Tengyuan's and he Xinda's orders. In order not to be seen by others, they tried their best to climb up.

In the face of the chaotic fierce beast, of course, they are unable to resist, and even have no chance to dodge.

As a result, another scream rang out one after another, echoing in the void.