The entire top space of Baizu Tower was filled with an unusual atmosphere. Some people were chuckling, some were gloating, some were sighing... all kinds of expressions were expressed.
Almost half of the eyes of the audience were focused on the rather broken figure lying on the ground on the sixth stage.
This is not just broken, many people even think that under that kind of impact, it is impossible for Feng Hao to survive, because his breathing seems to have stopped...
For such a talented person to end up in such a sad way, no matter who it is, they all have a feeling of regret.
The bodies of the God Lord are all out, and each one is extraordinary. However, they still cannot compare with the virtual martial body from the human race in front of them.
Obviously, this body of virtual martial arts already possesses talents that exceed those of the God Lord, and his achievements may even exceed those of the God Lord.
For such a person, no one would think that he would be bound to the Holy Order. Even the strong men of the older generation believed that he might be able to break the current shackles between heaven and earth and create a prosperous age.
If a person with such a heaven-defying talent cannot break the prison, then who else in this world can do it?
Now that he has fallen, who else can replace him?
Some people's eyes slowly moved to the human camp, but they found that Dongfang Zheng, the person in charge of the Human Emperor's Palace, looked a little strange.
Logically speaking, as the person in charge of the Human Emperor's Palace, he should not have watched this tragedy happen, but would have stopped it. However, when Feng Hao had been completely suppressed and was at a critical juncture, he still did not stand. I came out and said something,
This is thought-provoking,
Some people even doubted Dongfang Zheng's intentions.
After all, as the person in charge of the Human Emperor's Palace, his strength is not much lower than that of the person in charge of the Mangyan clan. In an emergency, it would be easy to admit defeat, but he did not do that.
So, what is his purpose? Is this still tempering Feng Hao?
However, Dongfang Zheng's look told everyone that he seemed to be hesitating and was also being tortured in his heart.
Dongfang Zheng didn't understand why Xiao Qiuqiu stopped him. Moreover, the current Xiao Qiuqiu seemed a little different from what he had seen before. Just a look or a random movement made him feel something. There was a suffocating pressure, as if this seemingly harmless little beast in front of him could easily take his life.
Moreover, every time when he really couldn't bear it and wanted to admit defeat, he couldn't open his mouth. It seemed that someone was stopping him.
Dongfang Zheng felt that this was what this little beast did,
As Feng Hao's closest partner, Dongfang Zhengdao did not think that Xiao Qiuqiu would do anything unfavorable to Feng Hao. Moreover, it had been proved in advance that under that kind of external pressure, Feng Hao made one after another After a series of breakthroughs, he never had the power to resist, and was able to compete slightly with the leader of the Mangyan clan.
This fully shows that Xiao Qiuqiu wants Feng Hao to be tempered and grow rapidly in this difficult environment.
"Could it be..."
Suddenly, Dongfang Zheng thought of a possibility,
Maybe Feng Hao still hasn't reached his limit at this moment...
This possibility shocked him. After he understood it, the expression on his face did not change too much. He just stood there as usual,
But what he didn't know was that Xiao Qiuqiu was also gambling at this time. Although it could feel that Feng Hao was still breathing, it could not be sure that Feng Hao would be able to break through. If he takes action, then Feng Hao will definitely die.
"Potential, can you really control this unprecedented energy..."
Xiao Qiuqiu was also focused on the ring at this time, observing Feng Hao's condition and planning to rescue him at any time.
On the high platform, the white-haired old man frowned slightly. He wanted to rescue Feng Hao, but because of his identity, he could not do such a thing to break the balance, otherwise, it would cause turmoil.
After all, the reason why hundreds of tribes respect the Guardian Clan now is because the Guardian Clan has never intervened in the conflicts between the tribes. If there was any favoritism, the situation would be different.
"It depends on your life..."
The old man sighed, but in the end he didn't take action suddenly.
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At this time, Feng Hao was almost in a semi-conscious state, his mind was a little blurry, and waves of sleepiness attacked his mind, as if there were devils trying to drag him into the boundless darkness...
"Can't sleep, can't sleep..."
Feng Hao only had one thought in his heart, and it was this thought that allowed him to retain a trace of his sanity.
He knew very well that if he fell asleep at this time, he might never get up again.
At this time, he suffered serious chest trauma. It could even be said that the entire chest was shattered, and the internal organs in the body were exposed. The endless energy tides around him swept in, making the injury even more serious. Even the medicinal properties of Shennong's Pharmacopoeia could not keep up with the speed of destruction, which made the trauma on his body even more serious.
It is impossible for anyone to survive this kind of trauma. As for Feng Hao, it was also because of the presence of Shen Nong's Pharmacopoeia. The moment he was injured, Shen Nong's Immortal Herb spread out a medicinal property, killing him. Some important internal organs in his body were wrapped. Otherwise, if his heart was injured, Feng Hao would have been destroyed long ago no matter how strong his physique was.
He is a human being, not an immortal,
"Is this the end?"
Feeling the increasing trauma on his body, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a little sad. However, it was because of this sadness that his mind was being swallowed by endless darkness...
"Brother Hao..."
"Husband..."
"Father……"
"Hao'er..."
One by one, the affectionate names and the familiar faces flashed before Feng Hao's eyes one by one as if he were watching a fleeting moment when his last ray of consciousness was about to be swallowed up, and finally settled on Qiong Su's kind face. In my ears, I seemed to hear the gentle call,
"Hao'er, mother is waiting for you to come back. You must come back safely..."
"Mother."
Feng Hao blurted out, a flash of light flashed in his already dim eyes, "No, I can't die like this, they are still waiting for me to go back, I can't die, I can't die..."
This thought is like lighting a candle in the darkness. In the darkness, it glows and heats up, dispelling the darkness and bringing warmth.
At the same time, Feng Hao, who had barely felt the existence of his body, felt a little warm air flow in every corner of his body.