Chapter 1657： End

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"Bang!" Song Zhifan fell heavily in a wood.

Because it is adjacent to the 100,000 mountains, the aura is dense, this apricot forest is overgrown with greenery, and the sound of his falling on the thick grass is dull, and the thick grass protects him.

He was lying motionless on the ground, as if he was dead, his dry body was out of arms, and the original blue shirt was wobbly on his body, like a child wearing an adult's clothes, inexplicable.

After a long time, he lifted his wrinkled face and roared skyward: "Ah-!"

He wanted to sting the ground, but without his arms, he could only force the grass to be cluttered, and the green juice stained his white boots.

"Ah-!" He hissed and roared, like a wounded wolf, sad and desolate.

He came with enthusiasm and hope, but fled miserably, forcing his arms out, throwing away hundreds of years of life, and even the most precious gold crown was damaged, and he lost too badly.

He shook his hair slightly, and the gold crown fell to the ground.

Seeing that the gold crown was dim and dull, it seemed that the gold had faded into ordinary iron. He was distressed, and then saw a gem embedded in the gold crown cracking. He even felt bleeding from his eyes.

"Ah-!" He roared to the sky, and "噗" spit out a puff of blood and fell to the ground softly.

At this moment, he had the idea of ​​committing suicide, but once he committed suicide, he had no face to see his ancestors, so he couldn't die!

He lay motionless on the ground. After a while, a deer ran lightly. When he saw him lying on the ground, he suddenly came forward curiously. His clear eyes were pure and innocent, without any fear of people.

Song Zhifan Huo opened his blood-red eyes and stared at Fawn.

Fawn felt keen, and as soon as he found that he was murderous, he ran away and hurriedly, speeding fast.

But it is not as fast as Song Zhifan.

Although dying and dying, Song Zhifan's injuries were all transferred by his body, and he was not as weak as he imagined. His body style was still very fast. He kicked his feet and caught up with the deer in no time.

Desperate, feeling that life is not as good as death, he sent a deer with such aura, and God did not abandon himself.

After swallowing it, the arms can grow back and return to the same way as when Chu Li was chopped off one arm and then exploded another arm to get out, the newly grown arm is not weak at all.

At that time, I devoured four masters of the sky and heaven, but now I only need a little deer, because this little deer is full of aura and is on the edge of the beast. He almost became a beast.

The flesh and blood of the spirit beast is a great supplement, especially for him, a spirit beast can be worth ten or even twenty masters in the sky, which is the unique advantage of the spirit beast.

Fawn screamed, panicked, and saw that it fell into Song Zhifan's hands.

Song Zhifan's sullen face smiled more and more, his eyes glowed with excitement.

"Oh!" There was a loud scream not far away.

A green deer turned into a green light and shook his head in the air in a light and elegant manner. The antlers hit Song Zhifan, who threw out like a rag bag and hit a heavy apricot tree.

The golden apricot fell to the ground, and Song Zhifan's withered face twisted into a ball, painful.

This antlers bumped, not only severe pain, but also two strange breaths penetrated into the body, cutting his body like a knife, anguish, and anxious to directly hit him to death.

"Well ..." Xiao Lu called Chong Qinglu.

Qinglu took the long antlers to touch the fawn, turned her head to look at Song Zhifan, and then turned into a blue light again.

Song Zhifan once again flew out like a rag bag, hitting another apricot tree lightly.

"Click!" Xing Shu broke from it.

After Song Zhifan landed, there was no breath, and there was no movement.

"Hey!" Fawn jumped happily, and left with Deer happily.

After an hour, Song Zhifan slowly woke up, the wrinkles on his face became deeper and denser, and the whole person's atmosphere was decaying, like a gust of wind blowing down, and he could breathe at any time.

Song Zhifan sighed and shook his body, trying to get the only life-saving Danmaru out of his arms.

This pill is a life-saving medicine. Only this one is the life-saving medicine at the most critical time. At this time, it can only be eaten. Otherwise, it will not be able to sustain the performance of immortality.

But he shook for a long time, but there was no jade bottle falling in his arms, so he shook gently, the blue shirt shook open, only in the white coat.

Looking at the empty blue shirt on the ground, he was so dull that he could drip water.

Because of his abrupt change of body shape, his clothes were empty, and he could hold the medicine bottle, but now it is also unstable. He has never performed such an intense elder life, no experience, leading to the only one A life-saving elixir is gone!

"Ah-!" He yelled from the sky, and stood up desperately to smash the ground. Apricot trees were chopped by him and fell to the ground.

After a short pause, he stopped slowly, his face flushed and panting.

With this vent, he calmed down.

Immortality can devour essence and internal force, but it can also consume Reiki. The Reiki here is richer than other places. It is ten times faster to practice here than anywhere else. You are so injured. As long as you cultivate well, you can spend a few days. Can restore a trace of strength, and then go to clean up the sky outside master ~ www.novelhall.com ~ when they swallow them can restore their arms.

He is terrible no matter how terrible he is, but even the spirit beast, he has cast a shadow on the spirit beast now. He doesn't want to see them anymore, and he doesn't want to swallow them.

Thinking of this, he jumped up to the top of the tree, looked for a mountaintop, jumped up, and sat on the mountaintop and looked down at the earth.

Looking into the distance widened his mind, but looking at the reckless mountains to the east, the towering peaks were exactly where the 100,000 mountains were. He could not help but suffocate his breath, and his face was gloomy again.

With a cold hum, he didn't have the idea of ​​revenge. It was too bad. Now the gold crown is damaged and he dare not face the spirit beasts in the 100,000 mountains. He is already a god, and they are no different from children in front of them. It can't be exceeded in a lifetime.

With a long sigh, he closed his eyes and began to work.

Chu Li appeared suddenly, sitting silently on another mountain, and under the insight of Da Yuan Jing's wisdom, Song Zhifan's blood and internal force flow was clear like a palm print, clear in his chest.

The mentality of immortality is extremely complex. Song Zhifan's direct operation of the ninth layer is even more dazzling. If he does not show it himself, even if he draws a practice diagram, it will be difficult for others to see.

Because many repetitive routes are repeated several times in one meridian, and each meridian runs at different speeds. The dynamics and statics are a test of understanding.

Chu Li felt that the speed was afraid that everyone was different, and he needed to combine his own body to change.

Such a mentality is really exquisite and exquisite, it is no wonder that this power, Chu Li secretly admired.

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