Bai Qi and the spicy man in this wave can be described as a lose-lose situation, one was stabbed in the abdomen, and the other was cut off his head.

However, is that the end of it?

Didn't you?

Just as the spicy man was struggling to get up after cutting Bai Qi, and wanted to look back and fight with the broken arm, his eyes turned black and fell into darkness.

The next moment, the spicy man's neck ached, and he wanted to open his eyes again, but he became more and more weak. The spicy man saw a trace of blood in the corner of his eye, and then fell into eternal darkness.

The spicy man must not be reconciled, he took every step of the way, but he died so suddenly. But the reality is so impermanent. Between life and death, there is a great terror, and no one can control their own life and death.

Thump!

The spicy man fell, his head cut off by a sword with a severed arm that had been fighting with him for a long time.

In the bloody stone hall, only the man with the broken arm is still fighting.

"Whew!"

Looking around, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one with him in his broken arm.

Boom!

Severed Arm sat on the ground, leaning against a half-man-high rock, gasping for breath.

"Haha, cough ......" Broken Arm looked at the miserable corpse under the blood-filled hall over and over again, and finally laughed, and the laughter went from small to loud until unscrupulous.

"Won, I've finally won?"

"I'm free, ahem...... I can finally go home. ”

Crying with joy, the broken arm completely ignored the blood coughed up from his mouth, laughed and shouted ecstatically, but on his resolute face, there were two tears flowing.

After laughing and shouting, the breath of the broken arm gradually weakened, and his eyes slowly closed little by little.

"It's time to go home......"

The eyes of the severed arm were completely closed due to tiredness, but the corners of his mouth were still murmuring.

Until he closed his eyes, he didn't notice that the blood on Yi Ping and the spicy man's bodies had turned into blood mist little by little, and the young man whose head was cut off by the spicy man, his body, his head, did not change at all.

Broken arm, it seems that there is an extraordinary attachment to going home, he has no strength, but he is already thinking about going home.

The broken arm has long been exhausted, his hands and feet are broken, and his heart, in front, has been torn apart by the spicy man.

In fact, after killing the mound giant crocodile, everyone is holding on, even if it is Yi Ping, even if it is a spicy man, their bodies, if it is a protracted battle, are actually crumbling.

Therefore, after "seeing" that there was no survivor on the field, after breaking his arm and rejoicing in his heart, he closed his breath defenselessly, for a moment.

In the strange blood mist, there seemed to be a bloody wind blowing.

"Shhhh ”

In the mass of corpses, the blood was thick, and there was a slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

The source of the sound was the spicy man and Bai Qi's headless body.

A hand, stained with blood.

There is a sword in his hand, which also exudes blood.

The sword was cut in half and sank into the body of a man.

The bloodstained hand, its fingers moved slightly, and then, suddenly, clenched the sword, and with a strong pull, the sword left the body with blood and water, and fell into the blood mist.

Up along the edge of the sword, there are hands, and along the arms, there are arms, flesh and blood congealed necks without heads.

From a distance, it can be seen that the sword wielding in his hand is a headless body.

It was Bai Qi, his head was cut off by a spicy man, but he could still move now.

Bang!

The headless Bai Qi pushed away the body of the spicy man, he took the sword in his left hand and stood up.

Knock knock!

The headless Bai Qi stood in the blood mist, holding a sword, and staggered a few steps before he stabilized his figure. Then, he was a little dazed and didn't know what to do.

"Kill!"

The headless Bai Qi groped in an unknown direction, and a small "killing" sound that seemed to come from his throat gently spread in the blood mist.

Where did the "kill" sound come from? It came from the mouth of a head.

It was Bai Qi's head.

I saw that the eyes of this head were open, and its eyeballs were still turning. And in the end, the skull's gaze fell on the neck of the unconscious severed arm.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

This sound of "killing" from Bai Qi's head undoubtedly pointed the way for the headless Bai Qi's body. So, the headless Bai Qi's body went on a rampage to kill the severed arm.

The sound is closer, closer.

The eyes of the bronze bell of the broken arm were still closed, and the sword in the hand of the headless Bai Qi's body was already in his head.

"Whew!"

The sword cut through the blood mist, and there seemed to be a howling wind.

"Poof!"

The sound of blood splashing again resounded in the realm of underground trials.

"Wheels!"

Another huge head rolled to the ground.

The head fell, and the severed arm died. He just closed his eyes, but died. In the realm of underground trials, he was a strong man, but because of a moment of laxity, he died at the last moment.

"Tick tock!"

The blood was dripping, and the blood on the broken arm and neck was still flowing down. This is the blood of the penultimate person living in the realm of underground trials, and if it is exhausted, the blood of this realm of underground trials will also be exhausted. Because, in the end, there is only one person left who can walk out of the realm of underground trials alive.

"Whew!"

The blood mist was pervasive, and the blood dripping from the broken arm was not exhausted, but it also turned into blood mist. Then, gradually, slowly, the right side of the body of the severed arm became shriveled.

Speechless.

Only the blood dripped from the sword.

The headless Bai Qi cut off the head of the severed arm with a sword, turned around, and left the body of the severed arm, as if instinctively, and walked towards his head.

Voiceless.

Gently putting down the sword, Bai Qi's headless body picked up his head and placed it on his neck very gently.

The next moment,

On Bai Qi's neck,

Scars, uncovered.

Plasma, gushing out of the veins under the neck, like a fine spring, bubbling up.

And then there is flesh and blood, which is visible to the naked eye.

Meridians, blood tracts.

All the organs that have been destroyed are growing and healing.

Next, the flesh and blood at the fully grown opening are mixed together, gradually connecting and blending.

At this time, Bai Qi moved again, he found his left hand again, and he also connected it together.

At this time, the soul text in Bai Qi's consciousness reappeared-

Soul life: Four hundred and eighty-four

Detachable parts: limbs, torso, head.

When Bai Qi fought against the Mound Giant Crocodile, he had 139 soul life points, and after killing the Mound Giant Crocodile, he gained 500 soul life points.

Five hundred soul points suddenly fell from the sky, which made Bai Qi, who was holding a small sword and slashing in the body of the mound giant crocodile, also smiled on his scarred face.

So, Bai Qi decisively used three hundred soul points to unlock the head.

After that, because in the final killing, Bai Qi killed Yi Ping, Broken Arm and other three six-star souls of the Pregnant Soul Realm, Bai Qi gained another 180 soul life points.

One hundred and thirty-eight soul life

add

500 soul life

subtract

Three hundred soul lives

Plus

One hundred and eighty soul life

amount

Five hundred and eighteen soul points.

But in the killing, Bai Qi healed his injuries, and undoubtedly consumed a lot of soul life points, and at present, Bai Qi only had four hundred and eighty-four points left.

However, Bai Qi's head and his body still have large injuries that have not healed, and his soul life value is still being consumed in large quantities......