Prince and I in Desert Island

"I'm already using my inner force to suppress it, but I still feel something is quickly devouring my internal organs!" Death God Satan said weakly. From time to time, large amounts of sweat flowed down.    

    

"Death God, what happened to you? How could this be? "Where's the problem?" Xiluo looked at the grim reaper in shock. At this moment, the reaper, Satan, was emitting a terrifying black smoke and the smell of burning hair.    

    

"Ah …" "There is a problem with the Essence Gathering Pill!"    

    

These were the last words spoken by Satan. His body turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated into the air.    

    

"Death, what happened to you? "What's going on?" Cyril looked at the room full of black smoke and gave a start.    

    

Hearing the sound of death's painful cries and Xi Luo's screams, everyone didn't care too much about that. They pushed open the door and rushed into Training Room 1.    

    

"Where did my master go?"    

    

"Death?"    

    

The voices were full of wonder, for they had seen Death Satan in there, and now there was nothing but a room full of black smoke.    

    

"I just heard Master say that there's a problem with the Soul Gathering Pellet. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?" A disciple squeezed through the crowd and said excitedly.    

    

"I don't know. Death God Satan has turned into black smoke while talking," Cyril said helplessly.    

    

"Xiluo gave me a satisfactory answer, or else I'll send you to hell to accompany Master. Master has hooked up with you for a lifetime, and if I let you accompany him, you won't have any objections, right?" A particularly fierce looking man said.    

    

"Dalong, it's Dalong. I met him on my way here. He knocked me down and threw away the Origin Gathering Pills!" Xiluo said shakily. She didn't want to die and she and Death was forced to survive.    

    

"Dalong? That's the guy who's always getting drunk, is he? " The ferocious man asked arrogantly.    

    

"Yes, that's him. It must be him!" Cyril stood up. He seemed to be grabbing onto the last straw of hope.    

    

"Come, let's go find him. If that drunken bag is unable to explain itself, then we'll go find him." "Both of you will die," the man in the lead said coldly.    

    

"Does the tyrant not care about death anymore?" A disciple asked weakly.    

    

"Master has already disappeared like smoke. Don't tell me that we have to collect all the air here and bury the dead?" There was no sadness on his face. It was as if he really wanted Death God Satan to disappear.    

    

At this moment, Xiluo wanted to die. In the past, when Satan was here, who would dare to talk to her like that? Now that Satan was dead, everyone was bullying her. Reality was truly ironic.    

    

Under the lead of the man, everyone majestically headed towards Dalong's residence.    

    

"What if Dalong runs away? "Shouldn't we block the exit first?" A disciple in the crowd reminded.    

    

"Go, let's go to the stone gate!" said Xiao Xiong as he walked towards the exit.    

    

When he arrived at the stone door, he only saw two guards with bruises all over their faces.    

    

"What's going on? "How did it end up like this?" Xiao Xiong looked unbelievably at the guard and asked.    

    

"We …" Sentinel A and Sentinel B looked at each other, unable to speak. They knew they would be punished if they were told that they were fighting because of their combat power.    

    

"Have you seen Dalong?" Xiao Xiong asked helplessly.    

    

"Dalong, Dalong is out," the guard said firmly.    

    

"Were you also injured by him?" Xiao Xiong looked at the two guards in disbelief. He knew that Dalong did not have any strength left.