The most terrifying scene happened. The naked soldier kept slaughtering, grabbed a soldier and killed him in front of Liu Wuxie.

Crowd!

Crush!

Killed!

...

Do everything you can.

Liu Wuxie's teeth were clenched, and he really wanted to go up and punch him to death.

If you really take action, it means that Liu Wuxie will fail.

"Hold on, I must!"

Liu Wuxie looked at the sea of ​​corpses around him and wanted to close his eyes.

Even if he closed his eyes, everything around him still appeared in his mind and could never be erased.

Many disciples of the Liu family walked out of the devil's house and couldn't eat for several days, and even their cultivation level dropped sharply.

This is their destruction of the Taoist heart and their loss of interest in cultivation.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Liu Wuxie murmured to himself, he wanted to kill and sweep everything around him.

The blood in the heart is stimulated.

Only by killing people can we calm our inner anger.

The situation on the battlefield became clearer and clearer. The sound of war drums hit Liu Wuxie's soul, causing his mind to almost collapse several times.

Liu Po ​​was very uncomfortable at this moment. He had experienced this level of the battlefield but ended in failure and did not stick to the end.

It has been a miracle to be able to persevere until now, breaking Liu Po’s previous record.

"It's been half an hour, and they haven't even come out yet!"

Many disciples don’t know what they will encounter in half an hour.

But they knew that the more the Devil's House was, it was getting harder and harder.

It is already a monster to be able to hold on to the cup of tea.

"We all underestimated him!"

After experiencing the first three levels, the voice that mocked Liu Wuxie completely disappeared.

If they can hold on for half an hour in the Devil's House, what qualifications do they have to laugh at?

Time is still passing without realizing it...

"Bang..."

The door of the devil's house suddenly opened, and Liu Po ​​walked out of it in a daze, with his hair disheveled.

All the clothes on the body were soaked, not blood, but sweat.

Liu Wuxie touched his body with a sticky sticky one, not blood, but also sweat, but he just didn't know it.

After coming out, Liu Po ​​sat cross-legged and breathed heavily.

No one laughed at him, including those instructors.

There are so many people on the scene, and I can last for more than half an hour, and there are only a handful of people.

Liu Po ​​performed extraordinaryly today.

"Has he come out?"

Liu Po ​​adjusted his breath for a few breaths and asked the people around him.

"No!"

Everyone was reluctant to admit that this was the reality, and Liu Wuxie was still in the devil's house.

Hearing this answer, Liu Po's body shook and almost fell down.

He actually lost, to a new disciple, to a small Galaxy Realm.

Whether it is the physical body, adaptability, soul strength, or Taoist heart, he completely lost.

"I lost!"

Liu Po ​​was a little discouraged. He was not afraid of losing, but he lost too much today.

If Liu Wuxie was trained by him and defeated him, the instructor would not only not be angry, but would instead be very happy.

This is not the case in reality.

Liu Po ​​did not guide Liu Wuxie, but instead suppressed him from many aspects.

On the first day of the trip, Liu Wuxie had to be given a warning before such an embarrassing scene appeared.

"It's almost an hour, he won't die inside!"

Someone was waiting with an impatient look on his face. It was already afternoon, and a battle lasted for most of the day.

"I won't die inside, because the lights in the devil's house are still on. If they die, the lights will go out!"

There are very few disciples who die in the devil's house. In previous years, a few people have gone crazy and are scared to death.

The battlefield has come to an end, and there are as many as thousands of corpses in front of Liu Wuxie.
Chapter completed!