"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!"

Bai Ye screamed, rolling on the ground.

The severe pain made him almost faint.

But he knew that this could not continue.

If you continue, your consciousness will explode, your nerves will burst, and everything will die.

There must be a way to get rid of all this.

His eyes were blood red, and he stared at the Death Dragon Sword scattered beside him, stretched out his hand and held it hard in his hand.

Bang!

The power of the Dead Dragon Sword poured into Bai Ye's body like an electric current as Bai Ye's body.

"ah!!"

Bai Ye screamed again, his throat was bleeding, and the surging power of the Death Dragon Sword made his body even more painful.

But he knew that he could not relax at this time.

Even at this time, the power of other soldiers cannot be replaced!

At this time, I can only do my best to let the power of the Dead Dragon Sword fill my body.

"This power?"

"Die Dragon Sword? It's indeed a Death Dragon Sword! When you meet strong, you will be strong and your reputation is worthy!"

"Does this boy want to use the power of the Dead Dragon Sword to drive out our power? Overestimate one's own ability!"

Wutian and the leaders of the Dark Dynasty made great efforts together, intending to control Bai Ye.
Chapter completed!