When Liu Yueyue woke up, the first words she spoke made Ji Dongyuan frown and his heart beat wildly.
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That’s right!
One punch...one last punch left.
The momentary barrier belonging to natural selection is about to dissipate.
Unknowingly, the Golden Rat King had already punched 98 times.
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Within the life clock.
Zhao Chu only has 1 grain of life dust left.
And the Golden Rat King only had one last punch left.
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Look at the battlefield.
All four foundation-building spirits were seriously injured.
If you want to break through the barrier, only the spirit body can do it.
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Dead silence!
The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence amid the heavy rain.
Everything is beyond repair.
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"Thank you, brothers, thank you!"
cough!
cough!
Ahem!
Zhao Chu raised his eyelids slightly, and the thoughts in his brain continued to scatter.
He saw Fang Sanwan arriving.
He saw Wang Junchen, saw Ji Dongyuan, and saw Liu Yueyue.
They are all good partners and good brothers.
For your own sake, dare to face the fist of the powerful Nascent Soul.
This is almost risking your life to save yourself.
Cold death.
Cold rain.
Zhao Chu's heart was warm.
"It's a pity, teacher. I thought that by rescuing you, we could stay together and fly together and share a family."
"Teacher, you have to take care of yourself while I'm away."
"And you, friends!"
The angry golden rat demon's old face was dark and even a little distorted. He was ready to strike, and he would never allow any more accidents to happen with his final punch.
Buzz buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz buzz!
The earth suddenly cracked.
The dark airflow in the hurricane was all gathered into the last punch.
It doesn't take a very high level of cultivation, even an ordinary person can see that the last punch is not simple at all!
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"Disciple, you are incompetent as a teacher!"
As the Viper King punched his body one after another, Shen Fusheng ignored the pain. He just tried his best to break away from the entanglement and wanted to go back for rescue.
pity!
This is war, there is no mercy here, only ferocious killing and death.
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Ancient temple!
Qingxuanle walked out of the hut.
She looked down at the abyss in front of the cliff and seemed to see Zhao Chu's stubborn face and the rise of a strong man, but all of this was eventually torn apart by the bottomless darkness.
"Zhao Chu, if you die today, I, Qingxuanle, will avenge you, no matter what the means."
A giant face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks seemed to emerge from the abyss.
That’s the Golden Rat Demon King!
Qing Xuanle remembered this face deeply in his heart.
"I once did something wrong, and I once felt sorry for you. In this life, I will wash away the grudges between you and me. I hope we can meet again in the next life. If there is an afterlife, I, Qing Xuanle, also want to know what love feels like!"
A peerless figure stands on the top of the mountain, with her black hair flying in the wind.
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"He's still dead after all!"
Sitting down on the dragon chair, Wei Tianhai breathed a sigh of relief.
If Zhao Chu can really escape from Yuanying this time, it will be against the will of heaven.
The weak defeat the strong!
Win more with less!
After this battle, the fire of destiny of Tianci Sect is estimated to burn through the sky. Hundreds of auspiciousness is a conservative estimate.
Shen Fusheng of the Tianci Sect may use just one year to surpass the hundreds of years of accumulation of other imperial courts, and even the Divine Power Imperial Court will no longer take it seriously.
But this is all if!
Zhao Chu is going to die.
No one could save him anymore, and the deduction hall of the Divine Power Imperial Court repeated the deduction tens of thousands of times.
Zhao Chu is in a desperate situation now, and there is absolutely no way he can get any help.
The deduction hall of the Divine Power Imperial Court is the strongest in the northern realm, and the ministers have never failed.
Wei Tianhai firmly believes.
Zhao Chu must die!
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The imperial capital of Qinggu Kingdom.
Jing Qingsu and others' faces were filled with frost.
Dean Tianyan announced the results of the deduction with trembling hands.
Desperate situation!
Countless.
There was no longer any life in Zhao Chu's body.
"Alas, a generation of genius will eventually fall!"
Jing Qingsu was in a state of confusion.
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Everyone who knew Zhao Chu closed their eyes and prayed.
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At this moment, Ze Yanhua surprisingly stopped crying.
She stood up strongly and looked at the dying Zhao Chu from a distance, her palms trembling constantly.
"Fool, why are you so stupid? If you die, how can you let me live alone!"
"Why didn't you run then? Why didn't you run!"
A smile appeared in Ze Yanhua's eyes.
She felt calm inside.
If Zhao Chu dies in battle, she will follow in her husband's footsteps.
If we can't be husband and wife in the human world, then we will meet in the underworld.
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"Senior Hong Duanya, thank you for your guidance during this time,"
Last time.
Zhao Chu opened the demon mirror for the last time, and found a familiar dry space.
A familiar indifferent figure.
He is still as towering as a mountain, giving people an indescribable oppression.
"You have some good friends, but you should be dead long ago!"
Hong Duanya didn't turn around. He didn't seem to want to see the scene of Zhao Chu's death.
"Life and death are determined by fate, and I must do my best to obey fate. If God wants me to die, how can I resist!"
Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.
Maybe he, a time traveler who shouldn't have appeared, offended God and sent the golden rat demon to take away his life.
"sky?"
"Why should we let it control our lives? It's a pity how difficult it is to really break through the sky..."
Hong Duanya felt sad.
Zhao Chu's pupils changed.
For the first time in such a long time, he heard such helpless loneliness in Hong Duanya's tone.
His tone was like that of a prisoner who was about to be beheaded. He was clearly going to die in the next breath, but he still disdained the emperor's power.
"Yes, how difficult it must be to go against this!"
Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.
The breath of death was so close, and now that it was over, what was the use of thinking about it anymore.
After the time travel, the scenes are like movie scenes, constantly appearing and disappearing in my mind.
Zhao Chu's thinking could no longer support the operation of the Demon Mirror.
He stared blankly at the sky.
The heavy rain is like a whirlpool, pouring down from the sky, and like a bottomless palm, tightly strangling people's throats, forcing you to die.
"I once went against the will of heaven, and I once conquered everything!"
"But Hong Duanya is right. Everyone has a heart that wants to pierce the sky, but how many of them can really change their fate against the sky?"
The dark wind gathered into a huge black fist.
On the surface of the black fist, pustules are tumbling, and there are grimaces.
asphyxia!
This time, the black fist did not fall in a hurry, but instead compressed.
Those grimaces are deforming and being squeezed.
Broken in fear, twisted in howl.
The grimaces were compressed into dregs.
finally!
Zhao Chu saw this punch clearly.
This is a real punch, this is a punch that belongs to the Golden Rat Demon King.
The last punch.
The dignified Demon King of the East Demon District finally gave up on the so-called Nascent Soul posture. He did not hesitate to burn his true essence, and used his true body as the basis to blast out this fatal punch.
"Without my spirit body, how can I withstand my last punch!"
Click!
With just a subtle tremor, dark cracks were opened next to the black fist.
This is the last moment of the Setsuna Barrier.
This was the last punch Zhao Chu faced.
This was Zhao Chu's last look in the world.
"Could all this be a dream?"
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Bang!
Shen Fusheng pinched the bones in his palm until they bent.
Everyone in the Tianci Sect stood erect.
It goes from golden elixir to refining qi.
All members of the Tianci Sect performed military salutes and looked solemnly in the direction of Zhao Chu.
There is their young sect.
He single-handedly reversed the occupation.
With his own power, he turned the entire Demon Realm upside down.
Their young sect was shamelessly attacked and killed by the Yuanying Demon Emperor.
That’s right!
Looking at the entire northern realm, only Yuanying is qualified to assassinate Shaozong.
The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the water has reached people's ankles.
There was rain on everyone's face.
Maybe... there are still some tears that are not easy to detect.
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In the clock of life.
The last grain of sand belonging to Zhao Chu shook faster and faster.
This last grain of sand touches the hearts of countless people.
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Slowly closed his eyes.
With the recovery of the Immortal Base Pill, Zhao Chu could barely move his fingers.
But so what?
Even if you are at your peak now, how many punches can you withstand from Nascent Soul?
This was a kind of helpless resistance, and he really tried his best.
One inch!
Two inches!
In the eyes of the Golden Rat Demon King, there is only contempt for the ants.
The cold fist light is getting closer and closer!
The breath of death was so cold that the punch was like pig iron that had been frozen for ten thousand years, cooling people's bones to the bone.
In fact, I really can’t bear to die!
The feeling of dying is really uncomfortable.
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Tick tock!
Suddenly, Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, a few drops of hot liquid fell on his face, and then it turned cold instantly.
Just like the most beautiful flowers, they withered just after they bloomed.
From hot to cold.
It only took a moment!
The coldness of these drops of liquid is different. It is the coldness of temperature.
Buzz!
Zhao Chu opened his eyes suddenly.
first!
He saw a face full of pear blossoms and rain.
There were a few crystal tears hanging on the fluffy eyelashes, and a few couldn't hold on and fell on her face.
That's the temperature.
The liquid just now had this temperature.
This is not rain at all, this is... teardrops!
Zhao Chu swallowed hard.
This is a very beautiful cheek, different from Qing Xuanle's thrilling look, different from Ze Yanhua's gentle and watery face, different from Tang Duanying's quirky look.
Her beauty is like an ordinary lily.
Lily flowers are beautiful, but their beauty is easily forgotten.
Every city has several lilies.
She will never be as beautiful as Qing Xuanle and Tang Duanying.
Zhao Chu has ignored it countless times inadvertently.
That’s right!
Zhao Chu always remembered everything about her inadvertently, but also forgot it inadvertently.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The hot tears had already been mercilessly cooled before they fell on Zhao Chu's face.
Like a burning heart, it becomes silent step by step.
Humble, insignificant.
Tremble!
Zhao Chu's palms trembled, and his heart felt suffocated.
He also felt the hot liquid dripping down his chest.
Very sticky!
This viscosity is different from tears.
Blood!
These liquids are blood.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Chu's eyes slowly lowered.
He is timid.
He didn't dare to look down, he was afraid, he was really afraid.
He was afraid like never before.
He was as helpless as a child.
finally!
Zhao Chu saw the terrifying fatal fist and the unparalleled Nascent Soul Strike.
It's like the gate to hell, like the souls demanding their lives.
Like a grimace that bites your neck off.
At this moment, the fist was frozen, less than three inches away from his chest.
Danger after danger.
And the blood dripped down the fist.
The blood beads gathered into blood lines, passing away vitality, passing away attachment, passing away a silent and humble love.
trembling!
Zhao Chu's heart kept trembling.
Instantly shattered.
The liver and intestines were severed in an instant.
This terrifying fist penetrated a body, pierced the bloody chest, and shattered the internal organs.
This blow lives up to the name of Nascent Soul. Even with this punch, even the golden elixir will definitely die.
However, he was safe and sound.
Someone bore this mortal disaster for him.
This is a replacement!
A sacrifice without regrets!
Zhao Chu's eyes were blurry, filled with unspeakable darkness. At this moment, he felt more uncomfortable than if he had died.
His head felt as if someone had pressed it hard into the mud, and every cell was suffocated.
Tears burst into his eyes, and Zhao Chu's heart... was broken!
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outside world!
The whole audience was stunned.
In the light curtain, it was the life clock belonging to Zhao Chu, and inside the clock body, that solitary grain of gravel was still alive, still stubbornly maintaining a person's vitality.
Dead silence!
The whole place was dead silent, the whole place was mute and silent.
Even a few demon kings stopped, their faces full of disbelief!
The moment's barrier is over!
Zhao Chu, alive!
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Forty thousand demons stood up one after another.
Jiang Xiangyi and others had burst into tears, and He Jianggui and others also had trembling palms, as if all their strength had been drained away in an instant.
Liu Yueyue squeezed Ji Dongyuan's arm so hard that her nails almost dug into it.
Ji Dongyuan's throat was dry and every breath was extremely painful.
Wang Junchen, Fang Sanwan and others were all speechless and unable to stand still.
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Buzz!
The next breath, two cold lips gently pressed against Zhao Chu's mouth.