In the end, Burnt Wood could not escape the fate of being devoured. He was shattered to pieces on the spot and was used as nourishment by the Demon King.

Li Tianluo's face turned pale, and he slowly raised his right hand. As if the demon king's shadow had been summoned, it flew back into Li Tianluo's body with a long roar. Then his purple eyes dimmed and he fell into coma.

"Brother Li..." Ling'er ran out of the cave. He saw Li Tianluo standing there upright, motionless. His originally dark purple eyes were now dim.

Ling'er kept shaking Li Tianluo's body, but received no response.

"Sweat..." A vigorous and powerful sigh sounded heavily in Ling'er's ears.

"Who, who is it?" Ling'er said in shock.

"Junior Brother Wang, I can only help you so much... From now on, it all depends on this guy's ability." A middle-aged man in white flew by and landed next to Li Tianluo. I saw someone coming, about forty or fifty.

He is 20 years old, and his temples are slightly white. A small green sword is stuck horizontally in his hair.

"You...you...don't hurt Brother Li, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you." Ling'er's weak body backed away while threatening.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Little girl, don't be afraid, I won't hurt your Brother Li." After saying that, he waved his big hand gently, and Ling'er fell down in response.

At the same time, he picked up the unconscious Li Tianluo and flew away into the distance.

Just after the middle-aged man left, several men in black flew over and landed next to the cave entrance. It was the Zhamu people who had been whipped away by the devil just now.

Zhamu glanced at the two corpses on the ground, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and for a long time, he could only squeeze out one sentence: "Bury the second and fourth sons alive..."

"Li Tianluo, I, Zhamu, swear here today that I will not cut you into pieces. I, Zhamu, will not be a human being..."
Chapter completed!