Everyone could see that Zi Chen's combat power was declining.

The white-haired mouse asked worriedly: "There are still eleven left, can Zi Chen still hold on?"

The Demon Ape said in a deep voice: "That's natural. You don't have to worry about Zi Chen. On your side, you still have friends from the Unheaded Realm. Call them over quickly. When Zi Chen's battle is over, they may take action.

Already."

The white-haired mouse smiled bitterly, "You don't even know what kind of people we are. How can we have any friends? Who wants to be friends with us? Usually the four of us hug together to keep warm. This time, we stand with you with our heads raised.

Together."

The demon ape said dissatisfied: "Aren't you mice? You have been hiding underground all day, haven't you cultivated a few more heads? It's time now, so stop hiding and call them all out quickly to support the scene.

"

"Gedun is not only a king, his words can fully represent the rules here. There is only one clan in the First Realm, and no one can break this rule. If you want a second First Realm to appear, it is quite simple. The first one will die in battle.

After that, it will happen naturally.”

What he said didn't mean he didn't say anything, and the demon ape didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

With another ten punches, Zi Chen destroyed the bamboo soldiers and killed Yan Jing.

Zi Chen gradually struggled to fight against the next enemy.

Eleven punches, twelve punches, and thirteen punches consumed more and more power, and during the constant fighting, Zi Chen also suffered some damage.

There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were severely shocked.

When there were only three enemies left, Zi Chen began to cough up blood, obviously injured.

"This Zi Chen is really amazing. Fortunately, he is about to die."

Mo Zhengtian smiled coldly, his slightly heavy mood feeling much better.

Everyone else looked ahead nervously, holding their breath at this moment.

Mo Yiyan clung to Mo Yiquan's clothes, and unknowingly, he tightened his grip.

She was also very nervous.

Now thinking back to the scene when she met Zi Chen that day, the smile on the other person's face was very sincere and kind. If she hadn't known that he had killed many demons and killed without blinking an eye, she would have doubted the Zi Chen she met that day.

, is it the legendary Zi Chen?

Mo Yiquan did not make any remarks, and was very nervous at this time. This round was not designed by him, and this round was already beyond his ability.

Not to mention the situation, even in this game, one or two ancient saints cannot change it.

"How will you find hope this time?"

Mo Yiquan murmured in his heart, feeling very complicated.

Another Yanjing fell down, leaving the last two.

The door to space opened again, and the second-to-last person came out. Like everyone else, he used the most powerful means after appearing.

Since you knew you were going to die, why not leave some souvenirs for Zi Chen before you died?

Mo Yi's trembling eyes moved away from the battlefield and looked at the last Yan Jing, thinking secretly, "Could it be that he is the trump card?"

Zi Chen is very strong, but now that he has been killed, his consumption has increased and he is no longer strong.

Although the Yanjing sent by the Gods was not weak, there was no one that stood out.

This seems unreasonable.

"In other words, the purpose of the God Clan is to put Zi Chen to the end and kill them together with those in the first realm?"

"Perhaps they really think that thirty-eight words and a wheel battle can kill Zi Chen?"

Not only Mo Yizuan had speculations in his mind, but as the battle was coming to an end, more people were murmuring in their hearts.

"You see, if people like this don't die, do you think the Protoss will have a future?"

The old man said indifferently: "If he becomes a saint, how many people will we send to surround him in the future?"

The young man nodded, as if he understood.

At this time, the thirty-seventh Yanjing fell, and the last one remained.

"You are very strong, beyond our expectations, but you will still die today!"

Yanjing finally came out and stabbed Zi Chen with a sword...

The powerful breath surged, and the air waves formed blew the surrounding corpses into the corners of the space.

The bamboo soldier in Yan Jing's hand broke, and there was a bloody gash on Zi Chen's shoulder armor.

There was no stalemate, no entanglement, the battle was decided in an instant.

The last Yanjing is dead, but Zi Chen is still alive.

The two spaces still exist and have not collapsed. Zi Chen raised his head and looked at the six space controllers in the sky, "It's your turn next."

The six people moved, not to escape, but to form seals.

The two spaces began to merge and became a complete space.

In this space, besides Zi Chen, there is one more person.

It's that boy.
Chapter completed!