Chapter 872: Final winner

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Chapter 872 Final Winner
Fourth punch.
Fifth punch.
Sixth punch.
...
"One Thousand Fists!" The figure flashed, the air was torn, and the punching wind was violent. In the collision of giant beasts, accompanied by a burst of slamming, the two figures closed and fell respectively to a hundred meters away.
One is Su Zhen.
At this moment, all the scales of the ground evil dragon are broken, the veins are broken, the muscles are torn, the internal organs are shaken into mud, and only one skeleton is still complete. This is due to the "Demon Flame Bone Refining Dafa", otherwise the skeleton will also Breaking apart, the momentum is seriously declining, like a defeated dragon.
One is a fish sparrow.
At this moment, he didn't have any slight trauma on his body surface, and even his momentum remained the same.
"Lost?"
"Su Zhen lost?"
"To what extent did the indigenous people defeat Su Zhen, he could have four great first-rate magical powers! This time, the indigenous people regarded us as a supernatural demon, and they will surely kill them when they gain power!" A part of it went towards the entrance to the ninth realm.
"No, it's not Su Zhen who lost."
Gu Jueqing stared at the two and found a little-known point.
Su Zhen was badly wounded, but with the bloodline strong and no worries about life, on the contrary, the fish sparrow seemed to be at the peak, and this became his biggest problem.
Just imagine.
The two Tiangang kings who are equal in strength and strength have met a thousand fists, one is seriously injured, is on the verge of death, and the other is at the peak. This is impossible.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
Xiao Tiejian, Xuan Tiankan, Duan Mu melodious, Bai Shi, and Jian Daojun found the problem in turn, and gradually other monks also found the problem, and their doubts spread.
It seems to confirm their ideas.
The other side of the sky.
Seven elders, eight elders, and nine elders were as old as a teenager, like a pot of cold water pouring down, the fighting spirit became ashes, and his face was full of despair and sadness.
Lost.
As the guides of the fish sparrows, they are fully aware of the status of the fish sparrows, and with the same origin, they are well aware of the state of the fish sparrows at the moment.
The sparrow is defeated.
The fate of the race is a foregone conclusion and continues to be slaves.
With a cry, Su Zhen's flesh and blood energy was exhausted, the flesh collapsed, the eight-armed dragon dragon's momentum disappeared, and a black skeleton skeleton appeared in the air.
He turned into a skeleton again.
This scene shocked the suspicion of the monk once again, the flesh and blood were all shattered, Su Zhen must have lost, and some timid monks started off again.
Just escaped two steps-
A vast spirit is fluctuating, passing a sentence: "If you haven't tempered the bones recently, you just demolished it."
"Lose is to lose."
The sparrow's voice is dull.
Recently, cultivation is also cultivation, not to mention that Su Zhen's flesh and blood are not his own. If he really is, it is very unlikely that he will be able to make him a skeleton.
There is no if in the world.
Even if there is.
He lost in the end.
The fish sparrow breathed a long breath, first glanced at the black and white lotus on the small stone platform, and then turned to the three elders, his expression was always very dull, until he turned his eyes to the indigenous city, the corner of his mouth raised an arc I do n’t know if it ’s bitter laughter, self-deprecation, or relief.
I watched it for a full minute.
Withdrawing his eyes, he looked up and looked at the sky, as if he had seen the prosperous continent outside through high altitude, and he spit out six words with infinite longing and regret: "The world outside."
The voice fell.
Wow.
In the eyes of everyone, the fish sparrow started from his feet and shredded into an infinite number of small powders, and drifted with the wind. The invincible momentum of the Kunpeng Beast also collapsed and disappeared a little bit between heaven and earth.
"Son!"
The Nine Yuan Lao wailed, wailed, and rushed madly.
"Son!"
"Little bird!"
Eight elders and seven elders rushed with tears.
The three are crying, the elders are waiting to die, the crying fish is falling, they are crying their own race, lurking for hundreds of years, attacking at the strongest time, all conspiracy and conspiracy are used, one card is stronger than one , But in the end, the bamboo basket fetched water and was completely defeated.
The tribe will also be ignorant and think that the small world of Qiankun is the real world. They will also worship the demon from the heavens as gods. They will also be trapped in their cages for life and be slaves and dolls for generations.
Lost, completely defeated.
Once the future of the race is ruined, the three veterans cry tears.
"Seven masters, eight masters, nine masters, I'm sorry, the fish sparrow has disappointed you." After a thousand punches, the fish sparrow exhausted, and the essence of the essence and the body of the body collapsed at the same time, and there is no possibility of survival.
"Little bird!"
Seven veterans cry the most sad, one crying race, two cry fish finches, fish puffin is brought up by nine people, and seven veteran like him the most, almost as a half son.
Watching the fish sparrow fall, she had a broken heart.
"The races are endless, and the battles are endless. The shackles held by the demon outside the heavens are bound to be broken. We are the first batch. We will have the second batch, the third batch, the fourth batch in the future. No compromise. I will make everything public today, so that all people understand that we are birds in cages, fish in ponds, slaves living in prison cages! "
The Nine Elders in the form of a tiger demon roared: "Holy Son, you can go at ease, we will use the corpses to build the way forward!"
The three major indigenous mourning days.
Many soft-hearted human monks can't stand it, even if they know that it is the existence of Qingzhou Wang Yang, like puppets, they are not real life, and they are still infected by their crying.
But there is also a part of ridicule.
Saying that a group of beasts are not as good as the earth-shattering, just like the real thing, knowing that this is a false existence, not even the beast monsters in the eighth realm.
Various expressions are not repeated one by one.
"that's nice."
The fish sparrow smiled. I wondered whether it was because of the declaration of Nine Elders that ‘ethnicity is unending, and the battles are endless.
Immediately.
Sigh with a smile: "Unfortunately, I can't see it anymore."
The crumbling has spread to the chest.
"Fish Sparrow." At this moment, a vast spiritual wave resounded, and everyone in the room sensed that it was Su Zhen who sent the wave.
The flame of this skull's eye socket flickered, showing his inner fluctuations: "You are the opponent I respect the most in my life so far. If we don't meet in Qiankun Realm, we will definitely be friends, but unfortunately make up people. It is a mysterious realm, isolated from the endless continent, small fragments separated from the ancient wars, after the Qingzhou King's sacrifice to form a tenth small realm, you are the tenth master, but also the supporting role of the Qingzhou King's refining, even if I can really leave, and may not be able to adapt to the endless continent. But I promise you, no matter who is the next one, I promise to try to break the barriers according to your saying, as to whether it can succeed, it is destiny. "