The Eternal Life of His Majesty

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As everyone's eyes gathered in this endless sea of flames, a black shadow pierced through the sea of flames and leaped straight from the cliff into the sea, extinguishing the flames on his body.

The flame also gradually disappeared, revealing Ning Ziyang's slightly pale face.

He also looked cold and ugly.

Because Cerf's not dead.

At the sea, a embarrassed figure into the sea slowly rushed away, exploded like a cannonball, and jumped onto the cliff.

Cerf appeared in the form of embarrassment, her hair was almost charred, half of her face was burnt, and she could not even open her eyes, and seemed to be broken.

Most of his arms had disappeared, small bones were visible outside, bombarded by endless explosions, coupled with the frightening temperature of the flames, causing him to be severely injured.In addition to his arms, there were many shards on his body. The place, legs, waist and stomach, seemed to have been blown out of the hole, and the flesh and blood disappeared.

This monster king level powerhouse of the orc race might have suffered the greatest injury of his life, and even his life was in danger.

If not for his quick response in the end, he would have already died by now.

Even so, he still suffered a huge loss.

But what was surprising was that Cerf's shattered or charred wounds were constantly recovering, and the charred flesh and skin were constantly breaking, revealing bright red flesh and blood to wriggle and recover.

Although the Orcs were not as strong as the Blood Monk's recovery ability, they could recover with a broken hand, but they could grow their flesh and blood. This was their talent, and it was also a capital that had fought the Blood Monk since the ancient years.

However, how could Ning Ziyang give Cerf a chance to breathe? His figure disappeared, turning into a flame in the air, reaching the limit.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Cerf.

His palm was red, like a piece of hot-smouldering iron, with a mighty force, he patted Cerf's body.

the explosion!

Cerf's body slightly curved, and the palm of his back came out, exploding into the air.

However, Cerf looked up, his bloodthirsty red eyes, his palm grabbed Ning Ziyang's arm, and his sharp claws instantly pierced through Ning Ziyang's skin and bones.

"Rubber!"

With a roar like a ferocious beast, Cerf roared, his fangs biting Ning Ziyang's neck fiercely, like lightning.

"Live as a beast, die!"

Ning Ziyang's ice-cold voice rang out, his eyes were ice-cold, one palm appeared in front of the fangs, and there was a fist-sized fireball in his palm.

Cerf's student suddenly shrank, but he exploded even more ferociously, and he immediately bit her.

Ning Ziyang's palm was instantly bitten at this moment, blood was flowing, but a miracle containing his innate strength was left, as if 'sun' the one that had shrunk many times had been sent completely into Cerf's mouth.

The next moment, flames spread out, spurting from Cerf's ears, nose, and eyes. Immediately, Cerf's head exploded and turned into burning fragments scattered about, and Cerf's vitality was completely cut off at this moment.

Ning Ziyang's expression was cold, he took his palm that was bitten from the shards and frowned slightly. There was no pain in his face, only coldness.

He turned around, looked at Miao Mei, and sighed softly.

“It's also time to get out!” Ning Ziyang took a deep breath, carried Miao Mei, and directly walked out.

He had no combat power, and Miao Mei and him needed to be cared for.

When Ning Ziyang passed Qin Xuan, with a smile on his pale face, he walked towards the dense forest until he reached the middle-aged man who was crouched on the ground regardless of his image, "He is too old, he is too old, I'll count on you!"

The middle-aged man put down his unfinished rabbit foot, raised his head and nodded with a smile, "OK!"

...

Ning Ziyang and Miao Mei retired, making Huaxia Xiantian who had already slightly changed from eleven to 9. On the opposite side, other than Zheng Wuxian and Joseph who had already died, there were 15 people.

This did not count as the blue king Yue Long. If the star and immortal emperor were to face the blue ruler Yue Long, except for the seven-star Tianjun and the healed Zhai Chuan, there were only six people on this battlefield who actually fought against an overseas power Match fourteen people.

By a margin of more than twice, almost everyone faces more than two opponents, which shows Chinese pressure.

By the time Ning Ziyang retreated, the sly figure stopped and hid in the darkness.

Dongying Shangren who attacked Miao Mei almost killed Miao Mei. He had originally planned on repeating the same trick and killing Ning Ziyang and Miao Mei in one fell swoop, but he stopped when he sensed the danger in the forest that made him tremble. After stepping forward, he looked at He Taisui in the forest in horror.

Slightly frowning, this gaze of Shang Ren suddenly fell on Qin Xuan, who was the closest.

Hm ... Chinese hairy boy.

In Shangren's eyes, Qin Xuan was still very young and his strength was definitely not strong Compared to the strong Chinese, Qin Xuan was undoubtedly a gentle persimmon.

It just so happened that he liked to torture and kill such enemies, and saw the faces of enemies full of fear and astonishment extinguished, which made him very satisfied.

Therefore, he felt he had to send this Chinese child to Huangquan first.

After all, all the Huaxia people on the scene wanted to kill, and it was very easy to get rid of this young Huaxia boy.

The hidden gaze in the dark night flickered slowly, filled with killing intent. He looked at Qin Xuan's back. There were two more daggers between his hands. The dagger was as dark as ink, and there was a thin layer of poison on it. .

A faint killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then the entire person disappeared, as if completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

He approached Qin Xuan silently, and the two daggers in his hands were already in Qin Xuan's throat unwittingly. As long as he swiped lightly, he would cut the throat of the Chinese youth, whether it was Slashing his throat, or his special incurable poison, was enough to kill this Chinese child.

But this Huaxia boy doesn't seem to notice it at all, he's really a stupid Huaxia.

Shangren's mouth showed a cruel yet cheerful smile, his arms slightly hardened, and Senhan's dagger sharpness instantly passed through Zhonghua Xiazi's throat in his eyes.

Easy and effortless.

But his face changed, seeing a figure slowly disappearing before him.

The shadow?

Hum!

Suddenly, a faint sound from the sword rang out, and Shangren quickly turned his head and discovered that he looked like he was in a cloud of mist.

He never knew what kind of existence a Chinese child could kill in his own eyes.

If his vision was hundreds of millions of times higher than the endless sky, he would know what he considered to be Huaxia's weakest, stupidest, and foolish child.

In the fairy world, there were countless beings billions of times stronger than him, who had the honorary title for this Chinese boy in his eyes.

Qingdis!