"Why... why still persevere..." The female elder Ling Xi's eyes shook violently. She couldn't believe it or believe that this little young mage was still living in the dead gate. The dilemma he faced was even more miserable than the inner city of the ancient capital.

The inner city of the ancient capital is at least an isolated island that is about to be swallowed by the black ocean, and it is not even a small boat!!

"Should we... really run away?" Zhu Meng slowly said this.

Is it really meaningful to escape??

Can you escape this catastrophe?

Everyone is facing a dead gate. If a young mage's determination to survive can build a mountain of bones, then what price does the enemy need to pay to destroy the city???

Despair, despair, always in despair, then continue fighting in despair. If you can't get rid of the dawn, you will die in the endless darkness!

Zhu Meng doesn’t want to escape, especially when he sees this scene!

"But what will be left behind in this city? Otherwise, it will be completely destroyed." Chu Jia said.

"If you really want to leave something, then this one should be put down!" Zhu Meng pointed to the evil eye bronze mirror and pointed at the proud Bone Mountain under Mo Fan's feet.

This city will really disappear into this world from now on. What will be left behind is definitely not the surviving mages, leaders and decision makers, but the hearts they have never surrendered!

Whether it is the Black Church or the country that has been destroyed for two thousand years and has been bloody again, it is OK to let this city perish, but they will definitely pay a hundred times, a thousand times, and a thousand times the price!!

We cannot just let the Black Holy See succeed, let the catastrophe they carefully planned leave a shadow of fear to the whole world, and make more cowards surrender to these crazy beasts, so that the whole world can understand that even if the city is erased, the determination to survive is enough to build mountains and fill the sea!

This is what you want to stay!!

Some senior executives want to escape, Zhu Meng understands.

With the strength of their super-level mages, if they really unite, they still have the possibility of escaping.

Zhu Meng didn't want to escape, he didn't want to escape. Seeing Mo Fan still alive in such a dead state, Zhu Meng had no intention of escaping!

"I will stay, too." A voice came from the stairs.

Du Xiao was covered in blood and was covered in a leather cloak. One of his hands fell down, and the palms were covered with blood, while his other hand was empty, and his other hand had nothing.

"Boss!" The demon man couldn't help but tremble when he saw Du Xiao coming back.

He was back, but one of his arms seemed to be left outside, and his hair was covered with blood. If he hadn't spoken first, he might not have recognized him as the hunting king Duxiao!

"Don't deceive yourself. Only we are defeated soldiers and defeated soldiers. We can't even destroy the corpse of the mountain. What's the point of fighting?!" Elder Chu Jia cursed with some anger.

Chu Jia advocated escaping and took a few people to escape.

The list of a few people is nothing more than leaders in the top and other fields. As for the people who are still praying for God’s blessing in the rain, it is impossible for them to be on the list!

"You are really ridiculous. Just because this kid is still alive, he has to give up his plan of escape. Humph, this kid will die in the end. Who would know what he did in the death gate? It's just a few thousand skeletons. What's the point of killing? Our enemy is the Black Holy See the corpse of the mountain, and the Sha Yuan... You can see him for yourself, how many minutes he can live!" Chu Jia immediately cursed angrily when he saw that everyone was actually shaken of the idea of ​​running away.

"He is not dead, at least he is not dead now." Zhu Meng insisted.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Chu Jia sneered in anger, "I'm giving you a few minutes to think about what's the matter. I'll see with my own eyes how he died, just because of this kid... how ridiculous you guys must be??"

"Hahaha, Elder Chu Jia, I agree with you very much. He is just the son of a truck driver who feeds himself by eating dust. You bet your choice as a senior and leader on him. It is really the ridiculous thing... In my opinion, you should kneel down at the feet of our Lord Salang. When you all die, you may continue to be the superiors and help Lord Salang rule the Immortal Court!" A harsh laughter came from above, and the madman Mu He, who was tied to the bell tower, screamed.

"Shut up!" Chu Jia cursed impatiently, waved his palm and swept out several ice cones, stabbing Mu He hard.

Mu He was stabbed with a bloody hole in his body by an ice cone, but this guy couldn't feel the pain at all, and he was still laughing crazy.

"Do you know, is this kid able to enter magic high school because of my alms... It's ridiculous that you actually bet on a kid who became a mage who was given to me. Haha, hahahahaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Mu He was already laughing crazy.

As he said, Mo Fan's ability to enter Magic High School was indeed his charity. His current cultivation level can reach this level, and Mu He was actually surprised, but in this catastrophe he played was just a cockroach and ant. Under the coat of Master Salang, no one would not die!

"Madman, this madman, why don't you let me kill him!"

"He wishes to die!"

"President, you decide what to do!"

"Yes, President, let's make the decision."

President Han Ji stood there, his tired pupils were already deep in his eyes.

He didn't know how to make a decision at this time, or making any decision was actually meaningless and would not affect anything.

Han Ji could only put his eyes helplessly on the evil eye bronze mirror, in the evil flame bronze mirror. Mo Fan looked exhausted, just like everyone's current situation.

There were still skeletons climbing up, and the blood skeleton minister who had been watching the side was also very similar to the corpse of a mountain that everyone could not resist...

Escape or fight?

Leave a few people, or leave that unyielding belief??

...

Han Ji didn't know how to make a decision, but Mo Fan's choice was always clear!

The pile of bones rustled and rolled down from time to time. It stood a little high. When Mo Fan moved a little, countless bones would roll down.

"Dong!!!"

The bone mountain shook.

"Dong!!!!"

The bone blanket trembled.

The blood-colored bone minister, who had reached the size of ten meters, finally couldn't help it. The guy's eyes shot out of a killing light and was walking towards the bone mountain where Mo Fan was.

Mo Fan's hands were trembling, not because of fear, but because he had fought beyond his body's limits, and his whole body was extremely tired and convulsed.

It became difficult to clench the fist. I wiped the blood from my face, and it turned out that it was covered with blood...

...

"Now, you are going to look up at me with your head!!"

The sound of breaking echoes, Mo Fan is like a wild beast!
Chapter completed!