Juntian's injuries looked quite tragic, with blood flowing continuously, but he still sat cross-legged on the ring with great strength and recovered from his injuries.
The whole world was silent, the third prince was crushed to death like this?
They thought they had just seen something, but they saw nothing.
From the beginning of this battle, the Third Prince was doing crazy damage, dominating the arena, and was so crazy that in the end, he couldn't use his magical powers and was crushed to death.
This is a terrifying Holy Lord. Thinking about it, their hearts tremble. The cruelty of the racial war is more cruel and serious than they expected!
"Why are you so dazed? We are the ones who win!"
Someone suddenly turned red and started shouting. Everyone nearby forgot about it and cheered along.
"Well done to Zhang Daojun, he is a real man, well done!"
"Zhang Daojun was seriously injured. He burned his life and started the battle just now, risking his own death. In the end, he relied on his wisdom to win."
"Hahaha, Zhang Daojun has already won five games. If he wins one more, he will win all six games."
Many people were talking excitedly, but only the strong men from the alien camp were furious. The six-game victory that they had managed to build up fell into disarray just like this!
The gods of the Golden Bird Clan were silent, and their hearts were bleeding. Such terrifying heroes would definitely become gods in the future. Even if they could not become gods in the true sense, they would still have great achievements in the future. However, they fell down on the ring and died in frustration.
"This extremely stupid thing, why didn't he withdraw from the arena when he knew he was going to die? Why did he seek death?"
The Patriarch of Splitting Heaven almost exploded with anger. If it ended in a draw, he would not lose two artifacts!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wu Dao couldn't help but laugh out loud, letting out all his anger. This dramatic turn made him burst into laughter.
Then under the scorching gazes of the gods, he took away four artifacts!
He even waved his big hand extremely boldly and threw out a dragon's head stone, which landed on Juntian's ring with a brilliant glow.
"Zhang Daojun has made contributions to our human race, and he deserves to be rewarded, no, rewarded!" Wu Dao's face glowed red, and he kept laughing. The excitement made the ancestor of Splitting Heaven go numb.
"Thank you, senior!"
Juntian stood up and thanked him, then sat down in a cross-legged position extremely weakly, grasping the dragon head stone, absorbing the energy essence, and nourishing the injured body.
Xingyu felt extremely unhappy, always feeling that Juntian had taken away his achievements.
Qing Churen was so happy that he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this Zhang Daojun really have anything to do with Zu Tian?
"Wu Dao, the gambling game has just begun. Do you want to withdraw now?"
How could the Patriarch of Splitting Heaven be willing to admit defeat? Just now, he and a series of analysis members assessed Jun Tian's condition and confirmed that at the last moment, he was almost dying.
This narrow victory coupled with reasonable tactics must be said to be a stroke of luck. Currently, Juncai has just played two games, and he must play the third game!
"Huh? Do you still want to bet?"
Wu Dao's face was gloomy. How could he not know that Patriarch Splitting Heaven analyzed Jun Tian's ultimate state and that if he continued to fight, his defeat and death rate would be extremely high.
However, he still wanted to take a gamble and simply pressed the artifact orb up.
"If you want to bet, bet on three artifacts!"
The Patriarch of Splitting Heaven has already gone up, and the people nearby are stunned. Are they going crazy? Whether they win or lose, it involves the ownership of six artifacts!
"You..." Wu Dao almost laughed angrily, thinking I was a fool? Want to turn over in one breath? Dream on!
"Bet with him!" Lao Xian's voice suddenly floated over.
"who?"
Wu Dao's heart trembled, and a terrifying scene suddenly flashed across his spiritual consciousness, as if the boundless universe was lying across his body and mind, almost bursting his Taoist heart and squeezing out the light of his soul.
legend?
No!
Wu Dao was frightened, and the light appeared in the air, suppressing his body and mind. This was a powerful method.
"If the bet is won, I will take 70% and you will take 30%." The old immortal's words struck me again.
What? Too dark!
This was Wu Dao's first thought. He spent all the real money, but the old immortal didn't pay anything, so he just took 70% of it?
However, he had to give the almighty face. Wu Dao put down the three artifacts with a cold face. He looked like a strong young man and said coldly: "Just bet, I can afford to lose!"
"good!"
The Patriarch of Splitting Heaven was very excited. He believed in the vision of the analyzing members, and he was absolutely sure of the third game.
Not long after, patches of black mist enveloped the arena where Juntian was.
"This is……"
Currently, there are countless strong people watching this suspended arena. When they saw the black mist drifting in, many people's expressions became stiff, and they realized the terrifying and cold soul power fluctuations.
"It's the Void Clan. It's broken. Zhang Daojun's advantage is speed, but the Void Clan's body is roughly boundless and can be found everywhere. It can completely restrain Zhang Daojun!"
"He is Xu Tianhun. Now he is in serious trouble. Xu Tianhun has won five games in a row. Once he defeats Zhang Daojun and takes away his winning rate, he will win eight games in a row!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole world was shocked. The winning rate of eight games is a bit scary. If you can get lucky next, you can achieve a winning rate of ten games and take away the top rare treasures!
A top-notch rare treasure, let alone a Holy Lord level, even a God-level one would be jealous of it, this thing is a priceless rare item!
In fact, it is absolutely safe for Patriarch Splitting Heaven to arrange for Xutian Soul to appear, because it is difficult to completely kill this clan. Even if it is really overturned by Juntian, some souls can be withdrawn.
At this moment, the old immortal's mind was traveling frequently to various places, participating in various gambling games one after another. He was a typical empty-handed, shameless person.
"Boom!"
The suspended arena was hazy with black mist, and Xu Tianhun's figure was everywhere, like a super predator squatting in the darkness, ready to launch a fatal blow to Jun Tian at any time.
Xingyu once again sent a message to let him go!
Jun Tian was too lazy to pay attention to him and waited for him to recover from his injuries. Then he stood up and shouted coldly: "Beheading Jin Hong, the third prince, even if he died on the battlefield today, it will still be worth it!"
"Kill Zhang Daojun, charge!"
Many strong people who were depressed regained their strength and continued to cheer, and the atmosphere in the scene suddenly became extremely heated.
Xu Tianhun sneered, and the black mist drifting all over the sky surged in, and soon formed a soul light storm, with extremely deadly and depressing fluctuations, overwhelmingly covering the sky.
Juntian sat cross-legged and recited the Sutra of Sutra to Sutra, and his soul bloomed with divine light.
Qing Mo almost fell to the ground. What Jun Tian said just now was so beautiful that his blood was boiling with excitement. So now he is sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting sutras?
Wu Dao wiped away his cold sweat. Are all the disciples trained by Dang Neng so unruly?
"What kind of sexy operation is this?" Fairy Qinglian stared, biting her lips lightly, and her slender jade hands teased Fairy Wanqing's delicate jade body from time to time.
"Boom!"
However, the sound transmitted by Juntian's sea of spiritual consciousness became louder and louder, and his forehead bones bloomed with divine light, illuminating the dark fog in the sky.
Vibrate with the chanting sound!
A golden divine furnace appears behind Juntian, exuding terrifying deprivation power with every breath, and the black mist that fills the sky roars, and is about to fall into the furnace.
"not good!"
The strong man who secretly analyzed the alien race was shocked: "Mysterious and unknown Yuan Ningwen, this kid actually has a secret. His soul body is extremely powerful, and he is in big trouble!"
Of course, the Void Sky Soul is by no means papery. The black mist in the sky burns and slowly condenses into a dark spear. It is thick and terrifying, filling the sky, engraved with symbols, and integrating with the void!
"Gun of the Void!"
Xu Tianhun roared, and the dark divine spear streaked across the sky, colliding with the golden oven, creating a rolling muffled thunder sound.
"Crack!"
Looking carefully, the golden oven was pierced and cracks appeared. The spear of the void suddenly turned into a large black mist and penetrated into the oven, trying to strangle the source of Jun Tian's soul power.
"ah!"
However, he just broke into it and let out a shrill scream.
The laws of order contained in this furnace were so profound that it was like a treasure shaped by the creation of heaven and earth. It rumbled and turned, and soon became violent, using his black mist soul power as a resource to strangle, devour, and degrade him.
For supplements.
"What scripture is this? Unheard of!"
Xu Tianhun was shocked, and the soul body left outside rushed out of the ring decisively.
"Where to escape!"
Jun Tian's eyes widened, and he once again used the "three deadly combos", violent blood, burning the sky, splitting the dragon, sputtering a dragon-shaped beam from his mouth and nose, which was ten thousand feet long, cracking the soul body!
Juntian was bleeding all over again, as if something ominous had happened. His body was shaking, and his soul was broken. Then, with great difficulty, he held the dragon's head stone to recover from his injuries.
The whole world fell silent, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.
Is this the end? What did you watch just now? It seems like you didn’t watch anything...
Many people were dumbfounded, how did he win?
"Eight wins in a row!"
Some people couldn't help but roar out of control. Xu Tianhun won five games, and Jun Tian got his two winning percentages. Counting his victory over Xu Tianhun once, it was exactly eight consecutive victories!
"Wow!"
The Chaos Arena was completely blown away. I couldn't help but exclaim, this is probably outrageous.
The third prince, Xu Tianhun, these were the outstanding figures of the second-line echelon sent by foreign races, but they were all killed.
The strong men in charge of the analysis from the foreign race had heads as big as a bucket. They had just ignored Jun Tian's Yuan Shen state. They didn't expect to master the Ancient Heaven Technique, which could be said to instantly kill Xu Tianhun's Yuan Shen body!
This... what kind of bad luck is this? Xu Tianhun, who was dispatched to counter Juntian, was restrained instead!
"Zhang Daojun, do you want to continue fighting?" The strong man in the fighting field had a strange look on his face. The real super battle had not yet started, but suddenly he had an eight-game winning streak. Where should the aliens put their faces?
"Fight, we must fight!"
Jun Tian said indifferently: "Luck is on my side, why don't I fight?"
"But this time!"
Juntian's pupils burst into flames and he pointed at Patriarch Splitting Heaven: "I want to fight him, Patriarch Splitting Heaven, do you dare to come down and fight!"
This was already the third time Jun Tian had challenged him. The Patriarch of Splitting Heaven was even more defeated, his heart was bleeding, his face became ferocious, and he slowly stood up, his pupils bursting with terrifying murderous thoughts.
"Junior!"
The Patriarch of Split Heaven spoke loudly: "I am a majestic god. It is difficult for even the most powerful treasure to completely suppress my realm. Fighting with you? If I blow you into pieces, you will only be laughed at. Let the strong man behind your sect stand up."
, let’s have a god-level showdown, but do you dare?”
The Patriarch of Splitting Heaven was furious. He was once among the giants of the Conferred Gods. He was extremely glorious and had accumulated hundreds of thousands of years of experience. His combat power was terrifying and outrageous. Why should he be afraid of anyone at the level of a god?
Faced with Jun Tian's successive provocations and the lost artifact, the Patriarch of Splitting Heaven was furious. Zhang Daojun, who had only appeared for less than a day, was simply more hateful than Zu Tian!
He was angry and wanted to have a hard fight, bathe in the blood of the God, vent the anger in his heart, stand at the top again, and warn the world that the power of the God of Split Rainbow cannot be insulted!
"Can!"
The old immortal's old words came, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a magical body, and he came on the stage and said: "Chaos Fighting Field, open the god-level battlefield."
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Two of them were given out together, and there will be a wave of them tomorrow, so enjoy watching them.