Qing Lin slanted the Phantom Flow Nightmare, the blade had been re-transformed into more than three feet long, and on the blade body, a drop of red blood fell on the ground of the martial arts arena, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Boom!

Huace's body fell heavily, and his head was abandoned for a long time before it fell again.

"Lao Bangzi has a killing intent against Zhan Mou, and he wants to kill Zhan Mou and then hurry up, how can Zhan Mou let you live well?"

Qinglin drank coldly, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Huace's body, and the Great Emperor Lu operated, and immediately refined Huace's body, leaving only a blue-white robe, which slid silently to the ground.

At the same time, Great Aim 's head just fell in front of Qinglin.

"Old Bangzi, you damn !!"

Qinglin roared, and the stone dagger in his hand was immediately cut out by a colorful divine light, instantly slashing Huace's head into pieces, along with his soul.

Under the effect of the stone dagger's multicolored divine light, the power of the Divine Emperor's origin can be temporarily invalidated.

Huace's physical body was no longer there, and his soul struggled to reassemble and reshape his body.

However, Hua Aim was surprised to find that his origin power had no effect, and each fragment of his soul was wrapped in a mysterious power, unable to echo each other and reunite together.

Great Aim was in a hurry, the situation was reversed too quickly, and he was not expected at all.

Until now, Great Aim couldn't understand why he had been overturned by Qinglin in a flash, even though he had already laid the foundation for victory.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have a chance to figure it out.

Qinglin's big hand swiped over, and the Great Emperor Lu immediately operated, taking away all the soul power of Huace.

In the end, only two skulls were left of Huace, falling from the void, and as for his soul and body, they all became the trophies of Qinglin.

As for its more than forty layers of origin power, it was all refined by Qinglin in the blink of an eye.

When the Great Emperor Lu cultivated to the third layer, he could not only draw the power of the human body and the power of the stars in his body, but also the power of the origin of the birth of the God Emperor.

In the end, a Nine Seals Mortal Spirit God Emperor, with only a blue-white robe and two skulls left, fell on the martial arts arena, and nothing else was left.

"What? This can't be true, right? The Nine Seals Fan Spirit God Emperor was slaughtered by Zhan Tian, and he didn't even have any flesh and blood left, and only two pieces of his skull remained?"

"I didn't see clearly what happened just now, Huace has obviously established an absolute advantage, how did Zhan Tian turn the tables. Why did Great Aim become a ghost under the sword of the battle sky?"

"The Nine Seals Fan Spirit God Emperor is not Zhan Tian's opponent, this is still when his strength is greatly consumed and his body is seriously injured, if Zhan Tian is in his heyday, how strong should his strength be?"

One after another exclamations rang out, and everyone couldn't believe what was happening on the martial arts field.

Qinglin was already doomed to defeat, but who would have thought that it would be him who could continue to stand on the martial arts arena in the end.

At this moment, almost no one felt sorry for the death of Huace, and all the focus of people's attention was on Qinglin alone.

In the stands where the lords of the major blessed lands were, Mo Qianli, Pang Qingyun, Meng Tianzheng, and Luo Zhengdao all stood up from their seats and looked in the direction of the martial arts arena with an unbelievable expression.

Even Wu Qilian couldn't be calm, full of surprise, and also didn't expect that it was Qinglin who won in the end.

The entire eastern foothills of the Central Shenshan Mountain were completely boiling.

Qinglin has become the only protagonist of this big competition, and has become the only focus of everyone's attention.

In the other three martial arts arenas, although there were also duels, no matter the people participating in the duel or the onlookers, their attention was all attracted by Qinglin, and gradually, even the duels forgot what they were doing.

Qinglin, a starry sky supreme, has won more than 20,000 games in a row, breaking the record in the history of the ancestral dragon Dabi and creating an unprecedented myth.

Now, with the Supreme Realm, he is going retrograde to cut down the immortals and defeat a Nine Seals Mortal Spirit God Emperor. This series of things is destined to make the name "Zhantian" spread throughout the Four Great Blessed Lands and the entire Tianzun Cave Heaven!

"Humph!"

In a dark corner, the moon-white robe boy snorted heavily, and a pair of danfeng eyes flowed out of a cannibalistic gaze.

"Poof......

Suddenly, Qinglin, who was on the martial arts arena, shook violently, and if he couldn't suppress it, a mouthful of blood vomited out, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, everyone realized again that although Qinglin killed Huace, he himself had paid the price of serious injuries after all.

And more than 20,000 consecutive battles have exhausted his strength.

Next, even if it is an eight-star sky venerable, it will be able to defeat it.

This suddenly made many people see the opportunity, and there were some shameless people, who took this opportunity to quickly appear on the stage and challenge Qinglin.

This is the rule of Dabi, as long as Qinglin does not take the initiative to choose to give up, anyone can continue to challenge on stage.

For a while, people rushed to the stage, all wanting to defeat Qinglin when he was seriously injured and exhausted. Thus creating a "myth".

Driven by interests and reputation, people flock to it, including the high-ranking God Emperor Realm cultivators, and the Starry Sky Supreme.

Among these challengers who took the stage one after another, Qinglin even met a Seven Tribulation True Emperor.

"Even if Zhan is seriously injured, it is definitely not something that a cat or a dog can bully. Losing to you people will only make Zhan feel disgusted!"

Qinglin drank low, shot sharply, and every time he shot, he would drink blood and return.

This made many people panic, Qinglin had never injured anyone before, but now, he killed him in a row.

One by one, the dead bodies were carried down the martial arts arena.

People unexpectedly found that even if Qinglin was seriously injured and had experienced more than 20,000 duels, he was still not comparable to ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, another two days and two nights passed, but Qinglin was still standing on the martial arts arena, and his winning streak had increased to 50,000.

This is a trembling number, the second place is only in the early 9,000 games, but Qinglin has reached 50,000 games, which is a dream for anyone present.

"As the so-called emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, Zhan Tian, this person, in the case of serious injuries, still supported more than 20,000 games, is he a little strong who can't be killed?"

"Zhan Tian, when will his strength be exhausted. Fifty thousand, even if it's fifty thousand pigs, let him kill it, it's enough to exhaust him, right?"

"Incredible, incredible. Zhan Tian, his injuries are not fake, and the power fluctuations on his body are getting weaker and weaker, and it will not be wrong. In the final analysis, his strength is too strong. ”

"If Zhan Tian is allowed to continue, will he still have to push all the way to the second round?"

People exclaimed, and their eyes looked at Qinglin as if they were meeting the lord of a demon god.