Chapter 627

Mr. He uttered a cry of pain, but how could jianzun pay attention to him.

Now he is the man in power. He is the man who dominates everything in this square. His power at the moment, all rely on fighting hard in exchange!

Jianzun comes to the fainting body of Ye Jian. At this time, Ye Jian is still held by the corpse of that surname Du. And jianzun raised his iron sword and stabbed it at Yejian's chest.

Yi - the sword goes through the chest and blood splashes out.

Why? A look of surprise and despair appeared in Mr. He's eyes.

The surprise and despair also appeared in jianzun's eyes. He is the one who has been pierced by the sword.

And the man with the sword was standing behind him with white hair.

"For, why?" When jianzun opened his mouth, there was blood left at the corner of his mouth.

"Why didn't I die?" The voice of Tianshu star rings behind jianzun. His voice has a little echo, which makes jianzun feel that this person is not only standing behind him, but also standing far away from him.

This feeling of uncertainty, like a God.

"Can mortals like you also kill me?" Tianshu Star asked, the next second, he pulled the sword out of jianzun's body. There are still seven star lights behind him, but there are only five of the original seven lights left.

Yes, even if it is cut into meat sauce, even if the body no longer exists, he can still be reborn, and return to the best state.

At this time, Tianshu star stood naked on the Tongtian square, without even a touch of dust on his body. He was like a supernatural God, condescending to come to this dirty world.

The loser is jianzun. He lost to absolute force. In the face of such a powerful force, all his proud cunning has no meaning.

In this world, the strong always eat the weak, and then be eaten by the stronger.

In the snow, the golden haired boy is gnawing at a human body.

He didn't want to absorb his opponent's strength through this primitive method, he was just hungry. At the end of a big war, his energy had already been exhausted, and the only food in the snow was his opponent.

But his opponent is not dead yet. Although he can feel his opponent's teeth gnawing on his body, Holland doesn't show any pain.

Because he knows that it's meaningless to show a painful expression and then beg the other party to let go of himself - if the winner is him, he can't let go of the loser either.

They were born to devour each other, which is the fate of the wizard king. Since he understood this, Holland has been preparing to devour others. Similarly, he is also prepared to be eaten.

Merlin won the war.

This golden haired boy is like a wolf who has been starving to the extreme. Regardless of the image, he is tearing at each other's body, flesh, bone, viscera, and even clothes wrapped around his body. He never lets go of anything. The blood stained half of his face and the snow around him. He just ate without saying a word. The white snowflakes fell silently, accompanied by the sound of bone being chewed.

"No one in the world can stop you." Said Holland suddenly.

The blonde boy didn't respond to him, and didn't even slow down the pace of nibbling. It was like he was enjoying a delicious meal, and he had no time to consider other things.

While Holland fell back in the snow, he was also enjoying the last feeling - the feeling of pain. After a while, he was going to die, even the taste of pain could not be tasted. The reason why he can taste the pain is thanks to his special body structure. Now his body has long been out of the category of human beings. Human beings will die directly after losing some organs or reaching a certain level of pain, but he won't, and he won't die until his brain is completely smashed.

Heran looked up at the white sky. Snowflakes fell from the sky, one by one on his face, and then quickly melted.

"How does it feel to be at the top?" He asked again.

The speed of the young blonde's nibbling slowed down a little bit, because he was already full. So he raised an arm and wiped the blood on his mouth with his sleeve.

How does it feel at the top? The blonde boy smiles. He used to think he was at the top, but now it seems that he was just a bird trapped in the tower and didn't know how big the world was. The height of the "top" is beyond the reach of this stupid bird's wingspan.

"I can't describe it to you yet." The blonde boy replied seriously. Because he hasn't reached that position yet.

"Is it?" He Lang Leng for a moment, "did not think you are such a rigorous person." He would be wrong. In heran's opinion, after the other party ate himself, he already had the power of three wizard kings, which directly occupied half of the six wizard kings. It was not difficult to eat the other three. So now Merlin is at the top of heran's mind. But heran mistakenly thought that Merlin wanted to wait until the strength of the six kings came together to admit this. He did not expect that Merlin had seen a wider sky than he had seen. Maybe this is the reason why this war will have such a result.Meilin saw infinite possibilities in Zhou Heng, which Helang had never seen before. Therefore, Meilin's goal was more ambitious than Helang's. He began to realize that he did not exist simply for the sake of cannibalism.

He has a higher and farther place to pursue.

But before that, he had to fill his stomach, so he ate each other. I have to admit that Holland's body doesn't taste good. It's not the taste of human flesh, or even any meat in the world.

It was like a stack of rotten meat. Although she didn't smell the stench, Merlin still felt disgusted when she entered the flesh.

He got up from the snow, and Holland, who had lost most of his body, looked up at Merlin.

"Are you going on the road?" Asked Holland.

Merlin nodded. "It's terrible, but thank you for your hospitality."

Hearing Merlin's words, a smile suddenly appeared on Holland's old face - the other side was his old friend, but he could clearly perceive that the other side was not the one he could feel familiar with.

Looking at Holland's smile, Merlin raised her foot and stepped on it.

With a crack, Holland's head cracked under Merlin's feet and turned into a pool of blood in the snow.