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Chapter 1248: I Wish My Blood Would Cast Black Yellow 3
Chapter 1248: I Wish My Blood Would Cast Black Yellow 3
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Pa!”
The moment Dong Hu landed, everything within a few miles was annihilated. Blood spurted out from all the pores on Dong Hu’s body. He looked extremely miserable as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood.
This scene stunned everyone.
Lu Bu, Li Ru, and the others were dumbfounded!
They did not expect that Dong Hu, who had just completed their plan and had just received a world-level boost, would be beaten to such a state in just one round.
Why was this happening?
Not only Lu Bu and the others, even Dong Hu himself did not understand!
“Is this your power? With this little bit of power, you actually dare to shout the slogan of rebuilding the Supreme Immortal Qin? I have to say, you really don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!
Let me draw the final conclusion of your ridiculous and ignorant dream!”
In the sky, the voice of the god sounded again.
At the same time, a huge finger stretched out from the huge gap.
Just a single finger was as huge as the sky as it pressed down on Dong Hu and the entire Mushui Pass.
As the finger fell, the entire Eastern Han’s Origin Secret Realm creaked.
The sky was cracking and the earth was shaking.
Rather than saying that the target of this finger attack was Dong Hu, it was better to say that its target was the entire source world of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
With the Finger of God, the entire Eastern Han world was facing the fate of destruction.
And as one of the main characters, Dong Hu’s situation was even worse.
There seemed to be an endless pressure pressing down on him, making him unable to stand up or kneel down.
Dong Hu couldn’t take it. He used all his strength to ensure that he wouldn’t kneel down. Other than that, he couldn’t even raise his head.
At this moment, Dong Hu’s heart was filled with depression, self-blame, and disappointment.
The smoking old man sacrificed himself to achieve him, but in the end, he was suppressed by a random God King’s subordinate until he could not even raise his head. Did he face the smoking old man?
Could he accept such a result?
Dong Hu couldn’t accept it, but there was nothing he could do.
He had used all his methods and activated all his power, but he could not break free, let alone kill the other party.
Dong Hu could only stare at the finger as he waited for his fate.
At this moment, a soft shout sounded.
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
It was Li Ru’s voice. Dong Hu felt that something was wrong and turned to look at Li Ru. Suddenly, a small black Seven Kill Saber appeared in Li Ru’s hand.
When Dong Hu looked over, he resolutely stabbed it into his chest.
“No!”
Dong Hu roared, but it was useless. The small Seven Murders Saber still entered Li Ru’s chest.
Dong Hu had yet to react to Li Ru’s attack.
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
It was Lu Bu!
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
It was Gao Shun!
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
It was Zhang Liao!
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
“I wish for my blood to cast the Black Yellow!”
…
Sounds of calm, excitement, and roaring rang out.
His voice echoed throughout the Eastern Han Dynasty.
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, hundreds of thousands of martial artists with the Origin Martial Soul of the Eastern Han generals stabbed their chests with small black Seven Kill Sabers.
For a moment, the entire Eastern Han mystic realm was filled with hot blood.
The blood-red Seven Kills Saber in Dong Hu’s hand also lit up at this moment. At the same time, a corner of the phantom of a supreme immortal city behind Dong Hu was lifted.