Chapter 1743

Sydney chose the wrong opponent to deal with Zi Chen with a suppression god art.

After displaying the Fleshly Combo, Zi Chen was practically sticking close to Sidney, making it impossible for him to shake off Zi Chen.

This was also the advantage of a perfect soul, all techniques could be evolved.

Under Zi Chen's relentless attacks, Sidney finally exploded. His spiritual world disappeared, and Zi Chen returned to the room. Sidney's shattered soul danced in the air, and his dragon-shaped weapon fell to the ground with a trembling sound.

Looking at Sydney's broken soul, Zi Chen's expression was a bit complicated. This was a worthy opponent, but because of some choice, the two of them walked on opposite paths.

The best way to deal with such an opponent was to let him rest in peace.

However, when Zi Chen turned around to look at the unconscious people, he sighed and stretched out his hand to grab those pure souls.

"Come and heal everyone."

Zi Chen gave the pure souls to Shuntian and rushed out of the room.

Obviously, Zi Chen was going to help Jin Qingcheng.

"Don't go."

Shang Guan Hong, who had already woken up, suddenly stopped Zi Chen.

Zi Chen was startled and looked at her in confusion.

Shang Guan Hong said, "The person she doesn't want to see the most right now is you."

"But …"

"She's in danger, right? Actually, death might be a relief. You're not a woman, so you don't understand women."

Jin Qingcheng's injuries were permanent and couldn't be healed.

For a beautiful woman, disfigurement was indeed more terrifying than death.

Jin Qingcheng's injuries weren't just disfigurement, but also the death of her companions.

She blamed herself more than Zi Chen.

In such a situation, she wanted to die, so how could she ask for help?

If she needed help, the battle wouldn't have happened outside.

No matter how badly injured everyone was, they could still provide some strength.

Zi Chen was still worried, but he didn't go out. A golden light quietly flew out and went to the battle.

The battle there was not going according to Zi Chen's plan of delaying the battle. Instead, they were going all out to end the battle as quickly as possible.

Jin Qingcheng half-knelt on the ground. The wounds on her body kept bleeding. On her face, there were two more permanent wounds.

In front of her was a human head. It belonged to Ye Ming. He was already dead, but there was a ferocious smile on his face, a cruel and ferocious smile.

Not far away, there was an arm. Beside the arm was a large body and half a leg.

Looking at the incomplete corpse, the golden light trembled slightly and retreated.

Not only was Ye Ming dead, but he was also dismembered.

Just like the Hidden Fog Shadow he killed, he didn't leave behind a complete corpse.

Looking at Ye Ming's body, Zi Chen could imagine the regret in Jin Qingcheng's heart at that moment.

He was also blaming himself deeply, blaming himself for being too weak.

The battle was over. Of the over five hundred people from the Royal Heaven Region, only eight remained.

Zi Chen, Shun Tiandao, Fortune Teller, Shang Guan Hong, the unconscious Dong Qing, the severely injured Man Shi, Wu Xie who had just woken up, and Jin Qingcheng.

Seeing that Jin Qingcheng's life wasn't in danger, Zi Chen was relieved. He took the soul fragment from Shun Tiandao. After breaking it down, he slowly injected it into Dong Qing's consciousness.

Dong Qing's soul was severely injured. His soul was empty. There was only a flickering Soul Flame that could be extinguished at any time.

After Sidney's death, his pure soul landed on the flame. Like fuel, it caused the Soul Flame to burn and stabilize.

After that, Zi Chen controlled these pure souls and injected them into the Soul Flame bit by bit, gradually waking Dong Qing up.

After a while, the Soul Flame grew stronger and Dong Qing regained consciousness. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes. He saw Zi Chen who was half-naked and covered in wounds.

"The battle is over."

Dong Qing said weakly.

"It's over." Zi Chen nodded. There was unconcealable sorrow in his eyes.

"Where are the others?"

Dong Qing asked. Then, he slowly turned his head and looked around. His pale face became even paler when he saw the corpses on the ground.

Zi Chen signaled for Dong Qing to recover on his own. Then, he walked to Man Shi.

Looking at Man Shi, who had a big hole in his abdomen but was forcing himself to stay awake, Zi Chen said, "How is it?"

Man Shi grinned and said, "Don't worry. I won't die. Of course, that's on the premise that you don't kill me."

"I'll kill you right now." Zi Chen punched Man Shi's shoulder.

After that, he took out many pills that were infused with the seven-colored dragon blood. He used his energy to break them and injected them into Man Shi's wound.

"It's useless. There's still energy wreaking havoc on it." Man Shi shook his head and said.

The energy in his wound didn't disappear. Instead, it kept eroding the wound and stopping the power of the pills.

"Zang Yongsi, this old bastard. I really can't tell. He looks like an old man usually, but when he goes crazy, he's really ruthless. Ouch, it hurts …"

Zi Chen touched Man Shi's wound. The latter cried out.

Ignoring Man Shi, Zi Chen stretched out his hand and released a golden energy. This energy forcefully landed on Man Shi's wound and collided with the remaining energy.

"Ouch, it hurts."

Man Shi cried out loudly. Beads of cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.

"Don't move. That energy is dissipating." Zi Chen held Man Shi tightly.

"I didn't get killed by Zang Yongsi. Instead, I'm going to die from the pain."

Man Shi's body couldn't help but tremble. It could be seen that the two forces were using his wound as a battlefield. It was really painful for him.

In this kind of energy confrontation, Zi Chen's power had the upper hand. He destroyed that energy bit by bit.

As the last energy was dispelled, Man Shi's strong physique was displayed. His wound instantly stopped bleeding. Then, it wriggled and showed signs of healing.

Coupled with the pills, Man Shi's external wounds quickly recovered.

The shattered organs in his body were also regenerating.

As long as the soul wasn't damaged, all the injuries on the body could be healed.

Everyone's injuries gradually recovered, but they didn't have a relaxed expression. Everyone looked at the door from time to time.

There was another person outside. Everyone was very worried about her.

But at this time, they couldn't help her.

Time always passed very slowly when they were deliberately waiting. Finally, Jin Qingcheng appeared at the door.

When everyone saw two more wounds on her face, they subconsciously looked away and pretended not to see.

After entering, Jin Qingcheng leaned against the corner and sat down. She didn't say a word.

Zi Chen, whose external wounds were gradually recovering, looked at Jin Qingcheng and said, "Maybe I have a way to heal your injuries."

The so-called permanent injury was actually a force on the wound. This force was no longer a threat to the wound, but it didn't disperse. It forcefully wiped out the vitality on the wound, causing the wound to not heal. This was a special force. But as long as it was dispersed, it could heal on its own.

Jin Qingcheng touched the scar on her face and shook her head. She said, "No need. This is good."

Facing this situation, Zi Chen didn't know what to say. He could only choose to remain silent.

Then, everyone had to face another problem.

The other party said that it would be one out of forty. But now, there were eight people left.

Where should the eight of them go?

After cleaning up their companions' bodies and dealing with the corpses on the ground, there were top-grade Royal Weapons on the ground. Among them, the most eye-catching ones were the seven dragon-shaped weapons.

Zi Chen waved his hand and the Divine Dragon Bow came back.

Then, Zi Chen pointed at the six weapons and said, "One for each of you."

This was the strongest weapon at the moment. Everyone was already tempted. Except for the one that Jin Qingcheng took, the other six could each get one.

"This black rod was specially made for me." Man Shi took the dragon-shaped black rod without hesitation and quickly refined it.

Shendao, Fortune Teller, and the others also took one each.

Shang Guan Hong, who was good at using swords, took the long black saber.

The last long spear belonged to Dong Qing. Speaking of which, she was infatuated with spears these days.

The two women took the weapons. After looking at them for a while, they threw the weapons in their hands to Zi Chen at the same time. Such a coordinated action stunned the two.

The others were also stunned. Then, they showed a look of understanding.

This time, Zi Chen didn't hesitate. He took the saber and spear and began to refine it.

At this moment, the voice that represented death sounded again. "Everyone, how is the battle going? In each region, I only need one expert. Let's fight."

When Man Shi and the others heard this voice, their expressions changed slightly.

Zi Chen, who had his eyes closed, said, "Ignore it. Heal yourself and recover to your peak strength as soon as possible."

…

…

On the first floor, the chaotic battle finally ended. The first person stood up from the corpses on the ground.

It was Keith of the Soul Devouring Clan. In his hand, he held the eighth dragon-shaped weapon of the Soul Devouring Clan.

He was bathed in blood. His soul was very weak, but there was a proud and arrogant smile on his face.

Because he won. He was the ultimate winner.

"Very good. You have become the strongest. You will enjoy the resources of the strongest. Go. Your goal is the deepest part of the world. There are enough resources there to let you break through to the peak of the ninth level and enter the Realm of the Realm."

As the voice sounded, a spatial passage appeared in front of Keith. It led to an unknown place.

"You can enter the deepest part of the world from here," Keith said, his voice a little hoarse.

Keith, who didn't expect anyone to answer, suddenly heard an answer. "That's right. As long as you enter here, you can get what you want."

When Keith heard this, he was overjoyed. He couldn't help but snort coldly. "Zi Chen, I hope you are still alive. When the time comes, you and I will fight again. Let's see who wins and who loses."

As soon as he finished speaking, Keith took the dragon-shaped weapon and entered the passage.

Ke Si entered the passage. In the next moment, a colorful spatial turbulence swept over and landed on Ke Si's body.

Keith didn't even have time to cry out. His body was twisted into nothingness by the colorful turbulence. The dragon-shaped weapon disappeared in the turbulence.

At this point, the hundreds of cultivators on the first floor were all dead.

At the same time, in the other seven regions, life and death were determined.