Chapter 2392: Helpless old king

"Fine, let me do it myself!"
Accompanied by the hoarse voice, the blood channel suddenly expanded!
Boom!
An extremely powerful breath, turned into a flood, spewed out from the channel, and enveloped the world!
Lao Wang just felt his throat was strangled by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't breathe!
He stared at the blood-red channel, his face was very ugly, because he knew very well that the next person who appeared on the stage was probably an extremely terrifying big man!
At this moment, a right foot stretched out from the channel.
Just a right foot...
Boom!
The surrounding air is suddenly distorted!
"Huh."
Lao Wang only felt a mountain pressing on him, he couldn't help letting out a muffled hum, and he became very uncomfortable.
I saw a tall blood-clothed figure walking out of the blood-colored passage, with a big hood covering his face, and the old Wang couldn't see his true face clearly.
However, the breath that radiated from his body had already surpassed the realm of Emperor Wu!
In other words, this person is a Wudi strong!
He just stood there, the light between the sky and the earth seemed to dim, as if the emperor came, the flowers and trees within a radius of one hundred thousand meters were all bowing towards him!
He is the absolute superior!
As strong as the old king, in front of him, he couldn't produce the least resistance!
This is an absolute power gap!
The two are not in the same dimension at all!
However, even so, Lao Wang still spoke with difficulty and asked: "Who are you in the end?"
"Jie Jie."
The blood-clothed man smiled contemptuously and said: "The dying person is not qualified to know my identity."
After that, he waved his sleeves at Pharaoh.
Boom!
The energy burst out like a sea!
A huge blood-colored stratus cloud took shape in an instant, fell from the sky, and headed towards the old king.
Seeing this blood cloud, Pharaoh smiled desperately.
He knew that he would definitely die this time!
There is no way to survive!
At this time, the blood-clothed man spoke again and made a hoarse voice: "Wang Ergou, I think you are also a talent. Therefore, the emperor will grant you a painless death. This is the favor of the emperor to you. Thank you. The emperor."
"Yeah!"
But Lao Wang spit out and grinned: "The running dog of the mere Heavenly Demon Continent, dare to give me favors? What are you! Lao Tzu's machine hair is stronger than you!"
Lao Wang didn't like to say vulgar words, but now, he has completely let go.
It's dead anyway, it's better to die harder!
So, Lao Wang scolded the man in blood!
How terrible it is!
Facts have proved that the simplest radical method is often the most useful!
The blood-clothed man was really irritated and coldly snorted: "Huh, ignorant ants, since you die in such a hurry, then the emperor will make you perfect!"
After talking about the manipulation of the blood cloud, it suddenly accelerates, and is shrouded in the direction of the old king!
The corner of Lao Wang's mouth grinned, revealing a tragic arc.
He knew that he was bound to die this time.
There is only one thing he can do, and that is to disgust the other party.
This is the maximum within his ability!
"It's dead without regret."
Lao Wang closed his eyes in despair.
Actually.
How can you die without regrets!
He still has a lot to do!
There are still many tasks to complete!
Haven't protected the kid from leaving the Jade Girl's secret realm safely!
There are too many unfinished things!
However, he has more than enough energy.
He wants to do it, but he can't do it!
The opponent is an opponent that he is absolutely impossible to defeat. He is powerless, helpless, and helpless!
"Huh."
Lao Wang laughed at himself, tears streaming from the corner of his eyes.
A big man, just cried like this.
Crying helplessly...