A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Oh? Mandrills? Although they exist in theory, this is the first time I've seen them in real form."

Mao Nanbei's rage was as insignificant as a breeze to [ ].

He turned his head and glanced at Mao Nanbei.

Mao Nanbei, who was about to launch an attack, felt as if he had been hit hard in the abdomen. His orifices were bleeding from the blow, and he fell heavily not far away from Zhao Aotian.

With a bang, the dust cleared, and Mao Nanbei was bleeding from all his orifices and was too injured to move.

At this moment, he stood alone in the nine heavens, showing his domineering power as the only one in the world.

But he didn't wait for his next move.

"What happened?!"

I saw the space transfer opening next to Zhao Aotian.

Jin Ge, who walked out of it, was stunned when he saw the miserable scene in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, beside him, the three old men in the mountain also used space transfer to teleport over.

"oh?"

【】As if he already knew it, he looked towards another open space.

As soon as he looked over, the space there split open.

Xiao Chihuo also used space transfer to reach the battlefield.

It's not just them.

Zheng Sepi, Ka Che, and Shen Jingbing also arrived quickly with the help of Xiao Urinal's space transmitter.

Venus also appears.

"What happened?!"

Behind him, Situ Xing's roar came.

【】Looking back, I saw Situ Xing rushing towards here with an army of 100,000 gods and men.

Everything that happened just now has spread throughout the entire Rodinia continent.

Everyone who came over gasped when they saw Tianbei City destroyed.

When people turned their attention to the initiator, everyone was stunned.

Zheng Qian's death state was tantamount to despair at this moment, and it caught everyone's eyes.

Zheng Qian...is dead? !

"Son of a bitch!!!"

Zheng Sepi pulled out the holy sword, and he was furious. He instantly activated the blessing of the God of Beauty, and the human heart and the imitation of heaven soared into the sky.

However, [ ] smiled contemptuously and let go of Zheng Qian in his hand.

Seeing this, Jinge quickly canceled the heavy bombing magic and shouted loudly: "lsp! Hurry and catch the power bank!"

Seeing this, Zheng Sepi didn't dare to step forward. He quickly sheathed the knife, reversed the momentum, and lifted Zheng Qian's body into his arms in the air.

Just after this pause, everyone looked up again.

I saw that [] holding Zheng Qian's divine core had torn apart the space and stepped into a different dimension.

He turned around and glanced at everyone with contempt for all living beings.

"Humans, I am very moved by your spirit of defeat and defeat. As a weak race, I recognize your spirit.

You...are qualified to be ruled by me.

But now, I have obtained the truth and falsehood. Except for the way of heaven, there is no one who can help me.

As a token of respect for you, in the battle of Kaz Plains twenty days later, when I have fully absorbed the truth, I will personally grant you absolute despair. "

After saying that, the torn space closed.

"Don't go!!"

Seeing this, Situ Xing rushed forward with a hundred thousand gods and men, but in the end he could only miss it.

Look at Zheng Yang again.

[] At the same time as he left, the thirty demon gods also left, leaving Zheng Yang standing alone.

He glanced at Zheng Qian in Zheng Sepi's arms and showed a satisfied smile.

Immediately, he cut his own aorta, released nearly ten liters of Candle Dragon Essence and Blood and blended it into the earth, then opened the space bridge and left the scene.

As Zheng Sepi landed on the ground with Zheng Qian in his arms, everyone seemed to have their backbone ripped out at this moment, staring at Zheng Qian's body that was still cold.

"Teacher, please save Mr. Power Bank quickly!"

Jin Ge roared and pushed away everyone, snatched Zheng Qian from Zheng Sepi's hand, put it on the ground, and lost the highest level of healing regardless of consumption.

Seeing this, the three old men in the mountain rushed forward to help.

However, with the help of the highest level of healing, although the wound on Zheng Qian's chest healed quickly, his body temperature continued to drop.

"Come to life! Come to life, come to life, come to life!!"

But no matter how Jinge roared, his MP was almost exhausted, and Zheng Qian showed no sign of coming back to life.

On the contrary, his vital signs continued to disappear.

"You bitch, don't die, you bitch~" Mao Nanbei crawled over despite being seriously injured, holding Zheng Qian's hand with tears in his eyes, and kept calling him.

But Zheng Qian will no longer respond to her call.

Everyone formed a circle and fell silent.

The three old men in the mountain, who had slightly less magic power, had exhausted their MP and fainted.

Jinge was still holding on, converting HP into MP to continue treatment.

"Why?! Why didn't it work! Why?!"

He repeated why as if chanting a mantra.

But the miracle still didn't happen.

Finally, before his MP ran out, Zhao Aotian patted his shoulder lightly.

Looking back.

Zhao Aotian pursed his lips tightly and said in a choked voice: "Teacher Jinge, it's useless, Lao Zheng...he has already..."

No matter how strong he was, at this moment, this man who had never shed tears in the face of death was bursting into tears.

Zheng Qian is dead.

In this world, there is no skill to bring the dead back to life.

With his truth and divine core taken away, he had absolutely no chance of surviving.

Everyone who saw this scene lowered their heads sadly.

"Hold!!!"

Zheng Sepi kicked the big stone next to him and sat down on the ground in grief.

Seeing this, Venus next to him stepped forward sadly and hugged him.

At this moment, the whole country mourns.

If what you are seeing is a nightmare, please wake up quickly.

But Situ Xing knew that this was not a nightmare, but reality.

As a leader, what he has to do now is definitely not to be sad, but to inherit Zheng Qian's will and hold up the situation strongly.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, used up his whole life to hold back his grief, and spoke:

"Take him home and hold a state funeral tomorrow."

…

late at night.

On the pure white high-precision electronic hospital bed, the scanner scanned Zheng Qian's body for the twentieth time.

Xiao Urinal took off his VR, and excessive fatigue made him sit heavily on the office chair as if he was paralyzed.

Everyone was nearby, with their backs to Zheng Qian's body.

No one dared to take a look.

Only Xiao Zichi did not believe in evil and insisted on bringing a full set of medical equipment to see if there was any way to revive Zheng Qian.

However, science, which is invincible, can only choose to surrender in the end when faced with life and death.

"If I can't even save a friend, what kind of scientist am I?"

With a loud punch on the desk, Xiao Urchin covered his head and roared feebly.

Zheng Qian's death was a blow to everyone.

Mao Nanbei lay on the ground and cried loudly, and no one could stop her.

"I'm incompetent, I'm incompetent, I'm incompetent..." Jinge sat slumped at the door, mumbling the same three words.

At this moment, everyone fell into silence.

Tomorrow will be Zheng Qian's state funeral. This night, everyone has been awake all night, unwilling to leave Zheng Qian even half a step.

However…

Just when everyone was despairing.

In the room, a spatial shift suddenly opened.

A man with three eyes walked into the room.

"It's too early to be sad. Zheng Qian is not completely hopeless."

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