Chapter 1951 Unlucky

With just a slight sweep of the dragon's tail, the space instantly collapsed.

Unfortunately, Yu Qingqian, Feng Chen, and Lin Mingze were flying very close to the collapsed space.

What was even more unfortunate was that the three of them were directly involved in a void vortex formed by the collapse of a space, and quickly disappeared into the red channel space.

After the figure of the giant dragon disappeared completely and the space of the red channel returned to calm, everyone found that the three Great Demon Kings had really disappeared without a trace.

The faces of Gu He and Gui Yuanzong's disciples suddenly turned ugly, and there was a bit of worry in their eyes, but they couldn't do anything about it.

The disciples of Leicha Mountain and Baiwu Villa showed expressions of surprise. They didn't expect that the Great Demon King would die before reaching the Abyss Hell.

Seeing this scene, the other disciples had complicated thoughts. Some regretted it, while others gloated about it. Most of them were worried about themselves.

I don't know who the sacred dragon is, and its strength is so powerful. Everyone's blood seems to be frozen because of the faint stare before. Everyone guesses that the dragon is the most likely emperor of the eternal realm.

The space storm just now formed a blanket, and the chance of escaping from it was too small. Almost everyone present judged that the three Great Demon Kings might have died.

Most of the disciples are praying in their hearts, don't encounter super strong people passing by in this space channel, otherwise, if they come one or two times, they will all be finished before reaching the abyss hell.

These people are still being pulled by that force to fly in a fixed direction.

The three of Yu Qingqian were swept away by the crazily churned space storm and headed in the same direction, even several times faster.

The spiritual power and spiritual power in the three of them were frozen, but the black halo shrouded their bodies was still there.

Constantly torn and stirred by the power of the space storm, the three of them still couldn't bear it and passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, on a beach full of blood-red sand, several young men with fishing nets and harpoons came from a distance, ready to go into the sea.

A burly man inadvertently looked into the distance, showing a bit of surprise, "Hey, there seem to be three children lying there."

Several other people also looked in that direction, "It's really three children, why are they lying there? Could it be that they are dead?"

"Maybe it washed ashore from the sea of ​​blood, let's go and have a look." The burly man thought for a moment and said.

The others nodded one after another. It was obvious that the big man was the more authoritative figure among them.

When they walked over, they saw three children lying on the beach. The sea of ​​blood kept beating the backs of the three. They couldn't see their faces clearly, but they were all wearing adult clothes.

One of the young men with a pale face widened his eyes when he saw this, and exclaimed: "Could they be the ones cursed by the sea of ​​blood?"

The others were startled and took two steps back, "No way? Are they cursed by the sea of ​​blood?"

"Maybe they are dead." Someone couldn't help but want to leave.

The burly man frowned. He felt that the three of them were still alive, so he quickly walked over and picked them up from the sea, and put them on a dry beach not far away.

The faces of the three of them were also revealed, a pink and lovely girl, a boy with an incomparably exquisite appearance who seemed to have been carefully carved, and a boy with a fair complexion and a bit of baby fat.