Mr. Three was the first of the desolate people.

The strength should be above Mr. Urawa, as he said, he is the backbone of the entire southern snow field.

Once the backbone is bent, it can't straighten up again, it's like that, only zero and countless times.

Now that the first person is dead, in the distant peach forest, all the peach blossoms in the mountains are withering at this moment, because those peach blossoms are not real peach blossoms, and when Mr. Three dies, they will also disappear.

Mr. Two crouched down and hugged Mr. Three's corpse, and the only two remaining Desolate Grandmasters behind him looked horrified.

Mr. Nan Chuan, who was in the distance, stumbled over and lay on Mr. Three's body, crying bitterly.

Congpu raised his head, there was blood in his facial features, a strong breath came out of his body, and his body turned into a streamer of light and rushed towards Su Shengwan, he still didn't speak, he was carrying this breath, reversing this last breath into the most powerful combat power, he wanted to kill someone.

For Congpu, his six disciples are like his own sons, Jiang Linyu's death has made him silent for a long time, and now Mr. San's death makes him unable to bear it anymore.

In fact, for him, he didn't want Mr. Three to get involved in the affairs of the desolate people, he only hoped that Mr. Three could practice with peace of mind, and then become a monk of the Six Realms, leaving this world like Xiao Bo to live his own life.

Mr. Big is too pure.

Mr. Two has nothing to ask for.

Mr. Three devoted himself to his practice.

Mr. Four is ruthless.

Mr. Five is overbearing.

Mr. Six has no last resort.

These are six very different people, and for him the ones he can't afford to lose.

There was no sea of ink under Su Shengwan's feet, no pen in his hand, and no scroll above his head.

He stood there and couldn't dodge, the Heavenly Sect Masters on both sides dodged in front of him, the third gentleman was dead, it was not difficult for them to stop Congpu.

But they are fast, someone is faster.

A knife light lit up thousands of miles away, and the speed was really fast, as if it had just been lit up thousands of miles away, and the knife light had already appeared in front of Su Shengwan's body, colliding with Congpu.

The sword light disappeared, and Chen Luo, who was covered in blood, stood there with his arm slumped.

Congpu's body fell from the air, the knife wound was even more serious, and finally he let out that breath, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person stood on the ground, his breath was extremely sluggish, he had no strength to fight again, and even walking was a difficulty.

Chen Luo's body fell from the sky, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, fainting.

Today, all the people who still have the power to fight in the South Snow Plain are the people of the Tang Kingdom, the Heavenly Strategies and the Grandmasters of the Demon Domain.

The situation in the field is already very clear, the victory and defeat have been completely decided, and there will be no suspense.

Mr. Two sat on the ground, he still had the strength to fight, but it didn't matter at this time, he just lowered his head and held Mr. Three's body, sitting quietly.

A Heavenly Sect Master stepped up to the front and said, "The matter here has come to an end, so it's better to end it soon." ”

He walked downward, and the palm print in his hand flew into a huge seal, and he slapped it on the head of Mr. Er Pu and the others below.

It really seems that everything has come to an end.

Now the ground under his feet has collapsed in half, and the thatched hut has disappeared, but the only thing that has not changed is the sacred tree that stands on the snowfield, no matter how the heavens and the earth change, the tree has always stood there, never broken, and never damaged.

There is also a small pool on the side of the sacred tree, the water in the pool is very clear, and there is a green leaf floating on it, and a frog is lying on the green leaf.

Patches of snow fell.

The frog suddenly jumped up from the green leaf, stepped on a snowflake, and then disappeared into the pool, and the Heavenly Tilt Grandmaster, who was holding the seal to shoot down, suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and then he saw the huge frog appear in front of him, stretched out his tongue and tied him, and then swallowed it.

"Quack!"

The frog squealed and burped.

He exhaled a puff of white gas.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene, no one would have thought that an inconspicuous toad would devour a Five Realms Grandmaster in an instant.

"Frog Ancestor. ”

Mr. Two looked up, with bitterness on his face, and shook his head helplessly.

The strength of the frog ancestor is indeed very high, but it is still inferior to him, naturally it will not be the opponent of these people in front of him, if it does not appear, it can still live in the future, and if it appears now, it will die.

The big frog didn't speak, but jumped up and down towards the sky.

The remaining seven people came up at the same time.

But the Frog Ancestor actually began to burn his life, and he fought back frantically, and at the same time, the wounds on his body became more and more at the same time, which also made the seven grandmasters of the Heavenly Strategy frown, and the two great demon kings of the Demon Domain also joined in, no matter how much the Frog Ancestor did not want to die, he could not be the opponent of the nine of them, he could only be beaten passively, and the injuries on his body became more and more serious.

Mr. Er's eyes were cold, he put down Mr. Three's body, looked up at Su Shengwan, the only remaining arm was raised in front of his chest, the viscous spiritual ocean was constantly beating like a wave, peach blossoms were born under his feet, and flames were burning on his body, until the surrounding ocean burned into flames before he walked towards Su Shengwan.

This is a dying offensive.

Su Shengwan's face was solemn, he could choose to dodge, but he couldn't choose that at this time.

Without the sea of ink, without pen and paper, Su Shengwan went straight towards Mr. Er, at this moment his heart suddenly became extremely calm, painting needs to use pen and ink, but the road of creation may not be limited to pen and ink.

A layer of realization arose in his heart, and the whole person's body was once again covered with glow, and the Dapeng bird that disappeared in the air suddenly appeared at his feet, carrying him forward, and there were countless fish beating around his body.

He walked forward alone, as if he was leading the whole world.

The world collided with the flames, with an incomparably strong wave and explosion.

Chen Luo's body was lifted out, and he reopened his eyes in mid-air, and stood on the ground with his strength on the ground, blood gushing out.

The remaining two Grandmasters of the Desolate Man joined the battle and fought with the Frog Ancestor.

Mr. Five Nanchuan stood in front of Congpu, and the beating fish passed through his chest.

Everything in heaven and earth calmed down.

Su Shengwan and Mr. Er also fell to the ground separately.

"You lost. ”

Mr. Two spoke.

Su Shengwan was silent for a while and said, "But you will die before me." ”

Mr. Two nodded, then walked over to Mr. Three and sat down, and said hoarsely, "I don't doubt that." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lost his life.

Mr. Nanchuan also knelt on the ground, looked up at Congpu, opened his mouth, and also lost his life.