Save me

Whoosh ... Whoosh ... Whoosh ...

All of a sudden, everyone's greed skyrocketed, and almost all the demon Saints, including the most senior demon saint, began to circulate their celestial core power.

Although their cultivations were lower than that of mo Luo Wutian, they were both at the level of Sage-to-be. If they joined forces to kill mo Luo Wutian, even if they were to wear him down bit by bit, they would still be able to wear him down.

"Don't come over! I'm warning you! Don't come over!"

Molo Wutian was completely flustered. He had been struck by the heaven severing thought, and his primordial spirit was severely injured. He could not circulate his celestial core power, and his body could not exert any strength. He was like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, mo Luo Wutian was shouting loudly, trying to stop the 27 devil Saints from approaching him.