Help!Crazy criticizing the tyrant, he spoils me every day

Xiao Wei adjusted her breathing and tried her best to support her body.

Tianyi was besieged by everyone and was about to kill him. All of this was carefully planned by Oran using her as bait.She clearly knew that this trip was full of dangers, but she was obsessed with it and resolutely led Tianyi into this trap.

The price of lifting the curse is huge, but if it wants Tian Yi's life, what's the point of doing it?
After finally stepping into this polar region, she and Tianyi must continue to move forward to find the hidden goddess of creation. This battle that will cause casualties on both sides must be terminated.

Xiaowei tried again, and finally gathered some spiritual power in her palm. She wanted to help Tianyi and free him from the curse circle.

"Don't!" Tian Yi sent a voice through his mind and interrupted her severely.

Tianyi?

Xiao Wei looked at the man in the distance, and there was a trace of request in his blood red eyes.

He didn't want her to use the remaining power to protect herself and her child on him. He wasn't weak enough to need a woman to protect him.

Xiaowei understood his eyes, and what she had to do was to stay away from the battlefield as much as possible, protect herself and the child in her belly, and let him face the battle with peace of mind.

She dragged her weak steps, step by step backwards...

The actions of Oran and others completely enraged Tian Yi, and the God Killing Curse Formation was broken, so he couldn't believe him at all. In addition, Xuan Luo withdrew from the battle because of Tianxue, and the battle quickly reversed, Tian Yi burst into anger, The dark power overflowed, not only scattered the approaching crowd, but also beheaded the entire priest group, and pressed Oran to the ground and rubbed it.

General Mu Qinger attacked from left to right, and bought a gap for Oran to escape. Only then did he get rid of the suppression of Tianyi's hostility. General Mu Qinger was hit by the shadow in the throat, and fell to his death in a pool of blood.

"Mu! Qing!" This was a foreseeable risk and price, and Oran thought he had already prepared himself mentally, but he still couldn't bear the wailing when his subordinates tragically killed their opponents.

"Tyrant, take your life!" Oran adjusted quickly, gathering all his energy in his palm, roaring and rushing towards Tianyi again.

On the other side, the magic army headed by Murong Che also revived and cooperated with Oran to surround the Tianyi group.

However, the shadows around Tianyi counteracted all the attacks of the people, and he was fierce like a knife, slashing left and right, the snow was dazzled by the blood of the people, and the cold air was filled with a strong smell of death.

Murong Che learned the true inheritance of ancient magic tactics. He tore through the shadow and stabbed Tianyi with his sword. Although he couldn't hurt him a bit, he successfully attracted the opponent's attention and won a chance for Oran on the other side. Although the elf stick in his hand failed to pierce Tian Yi's heart, it also cut through his flesh, and the holy light penetrated.

For Tianyi who controls the dark power, the holy light is a deadly poison. It will erode his body little by little and take away his vitality.

With Tian Yiying sword in his hand, he broke Murong Che's ancient magic, and kicked him a hundred meters away. How could Murong Che resist this ruthless kick, he couldn't stop himself in midair, and finally broke three cedar trees Then he stopped, vomited blood and fainted in the snow.

Kicking Murong Che into the air, Tian Yi dexterously dodged Alan's second stab, the shadow sword slashed horizontally, cutting off the elf staff, and thousands of shadows engulfed Alan who was protected by the holy light like poisonous snakes.

How could Oran's remaining elf power be enough to support more holy light? After a while, the holy light protecting his body was completely swallowed up. He was swept by the shadows and was brutally torn apart. He struggled desperately, only to realize that How big is the gap between sentient beings and the strength of this dark god.

With their little strength and cleverness, they couldn't defeat him at all.

"tyrant-"

Just when Oran thought he was about to die, Lord Murong's angry roar sounded in the distance. There was a sweet smell of blood in the cold wind, and it was this sweet smell that pulled the red-eyed Tianyi away from his rage. When he came out, the hostility and shadow stopped their frenzied slaughter and retreated to his surroundings.

The rescued Oran stood up half of his body from the pool of blood, and his shaking eyes tried hard to look at the place where the smell of blood came from, focusing little by little on the woman with the dagger around her neck.

"Xiaowei?!"

The side of her neck was cut by a sharp dagger, and bright red blood trickled down to her front.

Olanbi's eyes trembled - Xiaowei's injury was not in his plan.