The terrifying power swept across the world.
Almost all of this sky was pierced by Chen Jiuzhou’s killing blow.
Just like that, the King of Fighters Juggernaut and the others watched as God of War and Carlo struck Aaron and the three of them, blowing them up like leaves in the wind!
The fast gravel, like a sword, pierced deeply into the bodies of the three of them.
shoulders, legs, abdomen
Like ten thousand arrows passing through the heart.
When the storm stopped and the strength stopped, there was only a mess left in this place.
And, the three of Ye Qingtian who were covered in bruises.
Their bodies were filled with those hard gravels.
The bright red blood dyed their entire bodies red.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a bloody man, which can be described as shocking.
This is why they are titled masters.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died already.
But God of War and the others are titled powerhouses after all.
Even though the gravel pierced through their muscles and veins, they were still alive.
The severe pain in the body has long been unfeeling.
The bright red blood also blurred their eyes.
Vitality and strength dissipated like running water.
But even so, God of War and the others still looked towards the top of Kunlun Mountain with unwilling eyes.
They vaguely saw that their citizens in the past exploded into blood mist on the altar, saw the mysterious man in the blood-colored robe standing proudly on top, saw the sixth dragon gate light getting stronger and stronger, and saw the last hope of this world, Bit by bit dimmed.
“Why”
“Why is this so?”
“Why do we try our best, but we can’t even get close to Kunlun Mountain?”
Whether it was God of War or Aaron, they all showed desperate and painful expressions at this time.
They are the last hope of the world, and they tried one last time.
But in the end, it still failed.
Moreover, it was a failure without any suspense.