Chapter 1091: Facing the God of Death Dragon

"Gurgle~~~~~~~"

The hair-raising scream echoed in their ears.

At this moment, more than twenty people of the Yuheng Star Palace had vanished into the dense jungle labyrinth. One could only hear their staggering footsteps advancing, but could not see where they were, and nobody dared to stop them.

The deepest fear often does not come from sudden death, but from such inexplicable deaths happening over and over again beside oneself.

The swordsmen of the Star Palace covered their mouths, trying not to cry or scream out loud.

North Palace Sword Immortal Wei Huan, as a person with a Divine Monarch Cultivation Base, was equally powerless. She had also tried to intervene, but the disciple she prevented committed suicide by biting off his own tongue. She still couldn't forget the disciple whose mouth was full of blood, who had become a corpse but continued to deliver himself into the Red Striped Death God Dragon's mouth.

She wanted to try to kill the Red-patterned Death God Dragon.