He, Xiao Jiuge, Xue Luoxi, Jiutian Xuannv, and Hua Feihua teamed up to attack at the same time, but they were the ones injured in the end. If Xue Luoxi hadn't generously distributed the Miracle Pill to them, they might have been injured at this moment.

Became a cold corpse.

"That guy is just playing tricks on us!" Everyone knows his strength. He is at the eighth level of Great Heavenly Lord, and his strength is superior to all of them.

Moreover, his ability is extremely weird and he can easily catch up with them. The crowd can feel the chill everywhere.

At this moment, Zhuge Wuming stopped.

"Wu Ming, what are you doing?" Hua Feihua turned around and screamed.

"This way no one can run away. Instead of all of them dying here, it's better to sacrifice me." Zhuge Wuming turned around, sword in hand, eyes determined.

"No." Hua Feihua stopped.

"Hua Feihua, I don't need your help. If I die, it will only prove that I am nothing more than that. Do you think I will be grateful if you stay? He has been my opponent from the beginning!" Zhuge Wuming said

In his sight, a trace of blood appeared.

This blood slowly took on a human form, and an unusually cold and pale man appeared in front of Zhuge Wuming.
Chapter completed!