The earth and sky instantly turned into a bloody ocean, swallowing up almost all the middle and low-level demons.

All the monks in the integration stage were horrified. They set up their escape lights and shot outward at full speed, escaping from the sea of ​​fire.

"No, the natives from another world are going to use that curse of death again. What should we do?"

"This curse is too powerful. Judging from the situation of the three Taoist friends who just died, it seems that the magic spells and mana spells are temporarily unable to resist it."

"How about we run now and put some distance between us?"

"No, I just observed that the curses cast by the natives of the alien world are all instantaneous and ignore distance. There is no use in escaping."

...While escaping, everyone anxiously used their spiritual consciousness to communicate solutions.

The number of high-level demons is about the same as them. If they all use the curse of common death, then they will all be accounted for here.

Xu Ming frowned, thinking deeply. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "No, our magical power and spells can resist this curse."

Everyone was shocked.

A monk asked: "Since they can resist, why did the three fellow Taoists just fall?"

Xu Ming said: "Because the three of them are not strong enough to resist, although the curses of the alien natives are strange and powerful, judging from the process of their casting, not only do they need to swallow up the lives of other small natives, but after the casting is completed, the alien natives themselves will also die.

.

This is a disguised form of exchanging vitality for an attack beyond the limit."

The monks suddenly realized.

They are all monks in the integration stage, so they naturally understand what Xu Ming means.

"It is equivalent to burning our soul when we are certain to die, gaining huge power in a short period of time, and then dying together with a powerful enemy."

Another monk said.

Xu Ming said: "Correct solution.

The strength of the alien natives, especially the native leaders, is no less than ours. The power they generate by burning themselves and the lives of countless natives under them far exceeds the limit of our normal strength, so they cannot be defended by ordinary means."

All the monks asked in unison: "What should we do?"

Xu Ming said: "There is no other way. We can only form a temporary formation like we did at the beginning, and then use magic weapons and resources to top it.

But with so many great natives from other worlds casting a curse of mutual death at the same time, even if we can withstand it, we will definitely... suffer heavy casualties!"

When he said the last four words, his tone became serious.

The monks were silent.

"Is this the best way now?"

Suddenly, a monk asked.

Xu Ming nodded silently.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

The monk asked: "Are you waiting for the natives from another world to cast a curse and kill us all?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions were shocked.

The monk said: "Before we came to this other world, we knew that the success rate of teleportation was less than 10%, and more than 90% of people would die. In other words, we came here with the intention of dying.

Unexpectedly, the transmission was successful and we were all alive, but after taking one life, we started to fear death!"

The words were not loud, but they were so deafening that everyone couldn't help but be shocked again.

The monk pointed at the sea of ​​red fire in front of him and said sternly: "Even the natives of other worlds are fearless and will fight us to the end even if they burn their lives. Could it be that we monks who have long been determined to die will be more powerful than them?"

Bad?

You answer me!"

"Won't!"

All the monks cheered up and shouted in unison.

The monk shouted: "Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up and form a formation. Our overall strength is stronger than theirs, and we have countless resources to consume. Even if there are heavy casualties, as long as someone is alive in the end, it is victory!"

"good!"

The monks immediately took action, and the gloomy clouds were swept away.

As monks in the integration stage, they have countless formed formation combinations in their minds, and they are very familiar with them. In the blink of an eye, they form a temporary formation that works well together.

Various high-grade magic weapons with complementary attributes form the basis of the temporary formation. As the monks activate their magic power, countless colorful rays of light shoot out and connect with each other to form an indestructible whole.

Then, the monks took out a large number of spiritual stones from the storage bags and put them into the formation until the formation could bear the limit.

"Fellow Taoists, the test of life and death is coming, everyone will lose their Horcruxes immediately!"

Suddenly, Xu Ming shouted.

Everyone was stunned.

Losing the Horcrux was the first important thing that Xuan Zhenzi emphasized before they set off. However, after the teleportation, they encountered natives from another world and had a big battle, so they almost forgot this important mission.

Immediately, all the monks took out palm-sized boxes from their storage bags and threw them in all directions with all their strength.

Inside the box is the Horcrux. They don't know what it looks like or what it does. They only know that if it is successfully transferred to another world, they can just throw it away.

The Horcrux box quickly flew out of their sight, and after falling to the ground, a strange scene happened.

These Horcrux boxes seemed to be submerged in water, slowly sinking into the ground and quickly disappearing.

However, the monks did not pay attention to this scene.

Because the sacrifices of the higher demons have been completed.

"Damn humans, damn Eastern practitioners, you don't need to go to hell, just evaporate from hell!"

"The majesty of the devil is not something you can desecrate!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

...High-level demons, bathed in blood-colored flames, stood in the center of the sea of ​​fire, pointing at the monks forming a group in the sky, roaring, and delivering the last and strongest blow in their long lives.

Boom! The next moment, the temporary formation formed by the monks turned into a huge bloody fireball.

All the filled spiritual stones turned into powder in an instant.

At the outermost edge of the formation, dozens of high-grade magic weapons with different attributes exploded instantly.

Dozens of monks in the early stage of integration did not even scream, they turned into streaks of blood and disappeared out of thin air.

Bloody flames also surged from other monks' bodies, but there were more and less. Some with weak cultivation were all on fire, while late-stage fusion monks like Xu Ming only had a small part burned.

The monks did not panic or fear, nor did they check the casualties of their companions. They hurriedly changed positions, maintained the structure of the formation, and used magic to extinguish the bloody flames on their bodies while quickly filling the formation with spiritual stones.

Because the curse continues.

The blood-colored flames burned blazingly, and the spiritual stones that had just been filled into the formation quickly turned from white to gray, then turned into powder and dissipated in just a few seconds.

Although it consumes very quickly, it is much better than the first attack.
Chapter completed!