"Dad, we can't hold on anymore, what should we do?" Ling Wei gritted his teeth to resist the power of the flames that spread from the impact of the mist flames in front of him. Countless members of the Vulcan Sect were killed in the mouth of the mist flames.
Ling Yao's confidence at the beginning has been shattered to pieces.
The Fire God's Crown is obviously not something ordinary people can obtain, and he thinks of everything too simply.
After hearing Ling Wei's words, Ling Yao understood that if he didn't escape from here, he might be buried in the belly of the mist flame beast.
Then he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Quick, go and ask for support. The three sects are still outside. Let them come in to help."
"Dad, they can't go far, but I don't believe they didn't hear such a loud noise inside. If they wanted to help, they would have appeared long ago. Do you think the three sects will risk their lives to save us?" Ling Wei's words were like a blow to the head.
Hit Ling Yao on the head.
Ling Yao's eyes were dark, and then he said to his subordinates who were still alive: "Go quickly..."
"Even if they deliberately ignore it, we can't give up because of it."
Ling Yao felt that this might be their only chance to survive.
Those people yelled at Gaopo word by word, just for the glimmer of hope to be heard by the many sects outside.
"Can people outside hear it? Head Yandong, Head Honglie, Head Dongqing, Head Wanqi, Head Luo Tao..."
Wuyan looked at the people in the flames, his huge beast eyes filled with extreme disdain: "Oh, even if they hear your voice, they can't break this barrier. Unless the true god comes, otherwise... no one can
I can't save you."
While Ling Yao looked ugly, he also thought to himself that since the three sects did not deliberately refuse to come in for support, then there must be a glimmer of hope for them to ask for help. People outside would definitely find a way to break through the barrier to save them.
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After hearing this, everyone in the Fire Temple's heart sank to the bottom.
Wu Yan was not in a hurry to kill them, but looked down at a group of dying struggling ants as if playing with toys, watching the group of Fire Temple subordinates running towards the outskirts of Huanying Zhumeng.
They climbed up the high slope crazily, but found that they could never climb to the end. The edge above was always the same distance, but in the eyes of others, they were just standing still.
However, Wu Yan, who saw through their actions, looked sarcastic, and then laughed contemptuously and said: "The moment you touch the lake, the barrier inside will be broken only if you die. Otherwise... you...
If you can't get out, people from outside...can't get in either."
The fangs in Wuyan's mouth were sticky with sticky saliva, and his huge scarlet tongue couldn't wait to enjoy the food he was summoned to wake up from his deep sleep every time.
"Save us quickly! Save us quickly!"
"How could this happen? We really can't get out?" Ling Wei covered her mouth with a look of despair and tears in her eyes.
Ling Yao had a look of despair on his face. He saw the surging flames and the huge and ferocious divine beast rushing toward him. He was exhausted from resisting. He had already been internally injured by the majestic aura of the mist flames, and he could no longer continue.
Use more powerful skills.
Is it possible to wait for death like this?
Ling Yao suddenly regretted his greed. It would have been better if he had not agreed to the Demon God Sect's request. It would have been better if he had not had the ambition for the Fire God Crown.