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Fu Qian didn't expect that he would be able to open his eyes again, he looked at the back of Emperor Xiong in a daze, unable to believe that he was still alive.

Emperor Xiong didn't kill Fu Qian, but just broke the golden spear stuck in his arm. The tremor of the spear destroyed half of his body, and it was considered to have ruined half of his life.

Without saying another word, Emperor Xiong turned around and left.

The current Fuqian Demon Emperor is no longer worthy of Emperor Xiong's killing, nor is it worth talking about it anymore. Emperor Fu Qian's Dragon Emperor can never be Emperor Xiong's opponent again, the goal of the year has already been surpassed, and now he is not an equal opponent, and abolishing half of Fu Qian's body can be regarded as revenge.

Emperor Xiong has clear grievances, but he is not necessarily revenged, he is frank and open, and he wants a clear conscience.

Fu Qian can be killed, or not killed.

In the end, Emperor Xiong chose not to kill him.

Fu Qian watched Emperor Xiong's back gradually move away, and finally understood Emperor Xiong's intentions, but he distorted the other party's meaning to a certain extent.

Why don't I kill you? Because you don't deserve to be killed! It's not the same level, and you don't need to be cautious at all. It's like people definitely don't need to go to great lengths to kill an ant, something like an ant can be killed at any time, and Fu Qian has become an ant in the eyes of Emperor Xiong.

There were too many emotions in his heart, all of which gathered in his eyes in the form of anger, and Fu Qian's face began to become hideous. Gathering all his strength, he pulled out the golden tip of his spear with his backhand and threw it towards the Bear Emperor.

The tip of half of the spear rushed suddenly, but it slowed down suddenly, and soon fell, and finally landed behind the feet of the Bear Emperor, only splashing a puddle of dirt, which did not hurt him at all.

Emperor Xiong didn't even turn around, he just left indifferently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Fu Qian tried to struggle to stand up, but countless efforts only mixed the surrounding land into a mud of blood and soil with his limbs, and he could only make himself even more embarrassed.

"Emperor Xiong! There is a kind of you come and kill me! Come on, kill me!" Fu Gan's voice was already hoarse, and only a single syllable remained.

Compared to being killed by Emperor Xiong, the current appearance is more of a shame. Fu Qian couldn't bear such contempt, and his anger reached its peak, but he couldn't release it at all, and finally took him off himself.

He held the ground with one hand and kicked the ground with one foot, the muscles of half of his body tensed, and he held the other half of his body up. However, as soon as he stood up, half of his unconscious body fell like a heavy lead, completely tearing through the fragile balance, and Fu Qian fell down very simply, and there was no way to save it.

Blood and mud splattered, filling Fu Gan's face, blurring his vision.

Without any strength, the impact of the fall made his head feel dizzy, Fu Qian breathed hard, his snort blew the blood mud, and his mouth was also filled with blood mud, looking as embarrassed as he was.

"Emperor Bear...... Kill...... Finish...... I ......"

Fu Qian lay on the ground like this, unable to stand up, gasping like a wild dog with a broken leg, but he was still roaring, trying all his strength to seek death.

The Bear Emperor stopped the blood on his body, glanced at the dark shadow in the sky, and then came to Wang Shi's side, and then glanced at the surrounding demon emperors.

All the demon emperors who were swept by the Bear Emperor couldn't help but shudder in their hearts. They clearly saw the miserable appearance of the Dragon Emperor Fu Qian, if the same situation befell them, would they also be like Fu Qian, struggling like a wild dog?

However, Emperor Xiong didn't kill Fu Qian! No matter what, he just abolished half of Fu Qian's cultivation!

As long as there is a way out, they will continue to retreat, and if they don't reach the Jedi, no one is willing to fight back. And these demon emperors have lived for so many years, and they have become a "person", they are more willing to compromise and give in than to work hard, as long as there is still a way to live.

Emperor Xiong just glanced at the Demon Emperors coldly, and then turned to leave.

Everything has been resolved, and it can be regarded as revenge, and the Hunan Bamboo Forest has also been taken away, and there is no longer any souvenir here, so there is no need to stay for a while.

The tense nerves stretched, and a strong sense of collapse suddenly emerged in Wang Shi's body, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, "Oh no, it's out of strength!"

Emperor Xiong's palm patted on Wang Shi's body, and a stream of spiritual power was injected, and Wang Shi's body was finally maintained.

Wang Shi only reacted at this time, he was in an absolute state of excitement in the original battle, and he didn't know that his spiritual power and blood qi had been consumed. If there is a moment of time, even if he uses the demon knife to kill, he may not be able to survive.

The attack and killing of the three demon emperors was not so easy to bear.

The strength of the Demon Emperor is not comparable to the kings outside, they are all real human immortals, they all have their own cultivation of immortal energy, and the means of attack and killing are extremely fierce. It is not easy for Wang Shi to hold on for a moment, not to mention that for such a long time, it is inevitable that he will lose his strength, otherwise he will really go against the sky.

Cheering up, Wang Shi followed Emperor Xiong away, and he also didn't turn around to look here.

If there is any remembrance of the ancient times, it can only be that there is still gratitude to the old Dragon Emperor. Nothing else is worth remembering.

But what happened here is really worth thinking about too much. It takes him a long time to sort it out, and he needs to figure out a lot of mysteries. What the drama says, it will definitely not be without reason.

The speed at which the Bear Emperor and Wang Shi left was not fast, and the Demon Emperors could accurately see that the two backs gradually turned into black dots, and finally disappeared before dawn.

The demon emperors didn't chase after them, nor did they say a word, they just watched everything happen in a daze, and their hearts were as blank as snow. It's unbelievable to watch the Grim Reaper leave by his side, the feeling of death being so strong, and then being missed so easily.

It was a long time, until a blinding light began to appear on the edge of the sky.

The sword-like light pierced through the thick clouds and mist of the ancient wilderness and pierced into the eyes, and the demon emperors reacted and glanced at the Fuqian Dragon Emperor in unison.

The Demon Emperor, who was just about to take a step, immediately stopped his steps and looked at the other Demon Emperors, who all shook their heads.

In the end, these six demon emperors all silently evacuated from here, without going to see Fu Qian.

The miserable appearance of the Fuqian Dragon Emperor can be said to be extremely embarrassed. He must not want to be seen by any living beings at this time, and the Demon Emperors naturally can't step forward, leaving silently is the best choice.

However, a generation of demon emperors, the powerhouses of the ancient world, are now struggling alone in the blood and mud, and there is no living creature to help in the past, such a bleak scene is really embarrassing.

Perhaps, there are still strong people in the dragon clan who will help Fu Qian.

The Demon Emperors quickly swept away their sympathy and emotion for Fu Qian, gathered together, and began to discuss this sudden and important event. Like the Old Dragon Emperor, they are in a high position, and they must become ruthless machines, making decisions that are best for their own people.

Glancing at each other, the demon emperors were full of words, but none of them took the lead in speaking.

After a long silence, the Demon Emperor spoke.

"Emperor Xiong has returned strongly, almost half of the Demon Emperor of Fuqian. Xiang Zhulin was taken away, according to this view, Emperor Xiong avenged this revenge, and he should not come back. ”

"Not necessarily, now he has nothing to worry about, maybe he fled this time only because of serious injuries, and when he recovers, what if he comes back in the future?"

"If we come back in the future, we have no choice but to fight against the water and join forces, how can we let him go?"

"There are a lot of demon emperors today, haven't you let the Bear Emperor leave?" The Demon Emperor unabashedly broke the indelible barrier between the demon emperors, and even at the moment of life and death, he couldn't completely let go. If the other three demon emperors appeared, with their combined efforts, they might not be able to defeat the Bear Emperor.

"The black shadow that appeared is a strong man of the human race, what do you think?"

"Very strong. ”

"I'm afraid the three of you didn't do your best, don't you want to wait for the situation to be clear before making a decision? Otherwise, no matter how strong that human race is, it's just a hidden realm, how can it be able to defeat the three demon emperors joining forces?" said the demon emperor who had not participated in the battle.

"Heh, it's better than some bugs watching from the sidelines!"

The Xuanwu Demon Emperor pondered for a while, and finally spoke: "Everyone, I didn't keep my hand, the other party really relied on both hands to resist the attack of my Xuanwu Heavenly Staff. ”

The Nine-Headed Python Demon Emperor also said, "My illusion has no effect on him at all. ”

The Great Golden Peng Demon Emperor snorted coldly, not wanting to admit it, but he didn't deny it.

The other three Demon Emperors glanced at each other, and they were convinced of this statement, and couldn't help but say with a solemn face: "So, that Terran powerhouse really has the strength to match us?"

He only used a pair of fists, and did not use any other force. ”

"And don't forget, the Terrans are going to be suppressed here. ”

"Why do you only use your fists and despise us, just to test how much strength we have?"

"No, it's quite difficult for him to resist the attack, he has reached the limit, but he is still struggling, which only shows that he doesn't want to show other strength, or that he can only use his fists. As for the latter case, do you think it will be true?"

Demon Emperor, I really have never seen a strong man who only uses two fists, at least with a little spiritual skill, the power can be increased countless times, who would be so idiotic as to use only two fists? It can only be the former.

"And what is he covering?"

"To prevent us from recognizing who he is?"

"Which Terran do we know? Is there such a strong Terran? With strength alone, it can compete with the three Demon Emperors. ”

"Maybe it has something to do with the dragon blood pool of the dragon clan. ”

The Xuan Ying Demon Emperor pondered for a long time, and said again: "Think about it carefully, don't you think that aura is familiar? And the fist of the human race at the last moment, how can it have the flavor of the dragon clan's secret method?"

"The secret method of the dragon clan is only known to the dragon clan, you mean that the human race is the dragon clan? So how could he go to kill the dragon emperor Fu Qian? Even if he absorbed the dragon blood pool, how could he immediately return to the secret method of the dragon clan?"

"Don't forget, the human race named Wang Shi will have lost the long-lost desolate dragon energy, and it will still be the same as Dacheng. It was precisely in this way that Rong Cang was crushed with one punch. And everything the Xuan Ming Demon Emperor said was very much in line with him. ”

"He's dead. ”

"Really? Emperor Xiong is not dead. Think about it carefully, how many taboos are there in the ancestral land of the dragon clan, can we break into it together? Can we enter it silently? Although Emperor Xiong is powerful, he definitely has no way to enter it! Assuming that it is the dragon blood pool absorbed by this human race, how did he get in?"

"Also, Emperor Xiong was imprisoned by the Immortal Law, and he was attacked by us so much, and was thrown into the abyss, how could he come out? How could he recover so quickly? And what is hidden by that human race? Think about it carefully, is there an important demon emperor missing from the current desolate ancient world. ”

"Of course, this is just a speculative direction, as for what the truth is, it is up to the Demon Emperor to figure it out for himself, I don't know what it is. The Demon Emperor smiled and fell silent.

None of the Demon Emperors were idiots, and there was a line in front of them that quickly threaded everything up, but they could only think in their hearts, not say it.

From sunrise to sunset, the six demon emperors sat like this, silently thinking about things without saying a word.

When night began to fall, the Demon Emperor took a deep look at each other, bowed, and returned to his territory.

Each of the Demon Emperors had a general guess, but they were all very willing to turn this matter over immediately, and the Wild Ancient would continue to exist as it was.

In the future, there should be a fairly calm period for the Kugu, and there will be no major attacks until the new forces are actually established.

When night fell, the whole ancient world was no longer full of fighting as before, but surprisingly quiet, as if the demon beast that had been fighting all day suddenly got tired of it, and lay down and fell asleep.

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The old dragon emperor stood on a small mountain peak, watching the two black shadows in the sky gradually disappear, and there was morning light in his eyes.

No one knew what the old Dragon Emperor thought about in his heart, and he deliberately withdrew, perhaps to make the Xiong Emperor feel guilty, so that he would not be the killer.

Everything he does is absolutely ruthless, he will only choose what is most beneficial to the Araku, and will never make a loss-making deal, and no one knows whether what he says is true or not.

Quietly looking into the distance, the old dragon emperor turned around and returned to his small stone house.

For thousands of years, the old Dragon Emperor had done too many similar things, he had laid too much foreshadowing, and he had never put all his bets on Wang Shi.

Only countless ethereal hopes can finally support the desolate ancients.

No one person, no race, can sustain the wilderness.

Will the heavens and the earth really change, and will the waiting moment really come?

The old dragon emperor didn't know, he could only continue to wait for death and do what he could.