Peerless War God in City

After the Giant Python Strange Flower entered, Wang Dapao had already pulled Yang Kesheng's body up.    

    

However, the current him only had the upper half of his body. The lower half of his body had already been devoured by the giant python's strange flower!    

    

Blood.    

    

It was flowing recklessly, dropping on the bridge, and then, through the wooden planks, onto the clouds.    

    

They were like tiny red petals, extremely alluring!    

    

Looking at the dazed crowd, Haotian felt a bit helpless. He immediately shouted: "You're still not leaving? What are you doing? Waiting to be eaten?"    

    

When everyone heard this, they immediately woke up and quickly passed through the metal chain bridge.    

    

The huge python and the strange flower also did not come up again!    

    

After crossing the bridge.    

    

Wang Dapao was kneeling on the ground while holding the upper body of Wu Tie. Tears were already flowing down his rough and wild face.    

    

He cried out hoarsely: "Little Yang, Little Yang, Little Brother, wake up, wake up …"    

    

As for the rest of the group.    

    

He was not idle either.    

    

What gauze and towel? Everything that can stop the bleeding has been used.    

    

The rest.    

    

He stood rooted to the ground, his body trembling slightly, his face pale. It was obvious that none of them had awakened from the shock just now.    

    

Looking at the unconscious Yang Kesheng, Wang Dapao's tiger-like eyes were filled with regret and pain.    

    

Following that …    

    

He turned around and kneeled down before Haotian!    

    

"Mr. Haotian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have fought back, I shouldn't have questioned you. I beg you, you're so capable, you can definitely cure Yang Kesheng, I beg you, please save him! "    

    

Haotian gently pushed him away.    

    

Then, he took a glance at Yang Kesheng, who was deep in sleep with a pale face, and shook his head slightly. Then, he said lightly, "He's dead!"    

    

Haotian, although he could be made of flesh and bones.    

    

It can bring the dead back to life.    

    

However, if a person really died, then no one could save him. If it was Yang Kesheng, as long as there was still a bit of life force left, Haotian, perhaps could pull him back!    

    

However …    

    

He's dead!    

    

The path of death vanished!    

    

Fortunately for him, he was just a martial practitioner and would not suffer a natural chasm. After he died, his soul would return to the Underworld and he would even be reincarnated.    

    

And cultivators like Haotian.    

    

They did things that defied the will of the heavens to fight back against reincarnation. After death, their souls were directly destroyed by the Reincarnation Heavenly Thunder.    

    

The path of death vanished.    

    

There were no more traces of them within the Three Realms's Six Paths.    

    

This was also the weakness of cultivators.    

    

If he followed the rules, he would live; if he rebelled, he would die!    

    

He couldn't take the wrong step, or else he would be doomed forever!    

    

Of course.    

    

It wasn't like Yang Kesheng had no chance at all. Some of the stronger major powers were able to pull his soul back.    

    

However, this kind of behavior was a heaven-defying change of fate!    

    

They were going to suffer through a natural chasm.    

    

If Haotian wanted to possess this ability, he would have to cultivate it to the Eternal Realm!    

    

Moreover.    

    

The person he saved couldn't have a higher cultivation level than the Eternal Realm. Otherwise, the backlash from the Heavenly Energy would have directly destroyed him and turned him into dust!    

    

When Wang Dapao heard this, the hope in his eyes disappeared as he looked at Yang Kesheng's corpse.    

    

His head drooped down weakly.    

    

Wang Dapao had pale lips and a gloomy face. He seemed to have lost his soul.    

    

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"    

    

"If, if I didn't persevere on the bridge, Little Yang wouldn't have died, I would have killed him, it's me, it's me …"    

    

Wang Dapao was in a depressed state. He was extremely depressed.    

    

Their group had just been established, and yet, on this first mission, there was already a matter of death.    

    

Right in front of their eyes.    

    

One of their teammates, who was usually with them day and night, was easily killed by a huge python and a strange flower like this.    

    

Such a cruel scene caused everyone to feel very depressed and sad.    

    

Although Yang Kesheng had some bad habits, he was, after all, their teammate and brother.    

    

It just disappeared.    

    

No one could accept this in their hearts!