Automatic hang up will become stronger

Chapter 143

The vast expanse of wilderness was covered with wind and sand, and in the center of the wind and sand, the figure dancing wildly with demonic energy stood abruptly.

He seemed very inconsistent with the surrounding environment. In the desolation, Zhou Kaiming was the only life.

The dead bodies all over the place silently prove how tragic the battle has been here.

The golden teleportation light from the Palace of the Determinants slowly shrouded it, and Zhou Kaiming was the last king here.

Returning to the Palace of the Deciders, most of the names on the leaderboard had disappeared, which showed a fact, a cruel fact.

In the final border breakout, everyone has only one life, no resurrection, no protection, death is real death.

Lu Qing's name has disappeared, and Zhou Kaiming has ascended to the number one throne logically:
"No.1: Zhou Kaiming, points, 2074 points."

The final border breakthrough gave Zhou Kaiming a few hundred points, but these points are not too important anymore.

He reached the top of the final match, and that was enough.

And the other players who voluntarily chose to withdraw from the final competition have all been sent out of the Palace of Finalists.

Suddenly, a burst of sunlight came down, I don't know where it came from, and I don't know if it is the light of the sun.

Zhou Kaiming was enveloped in it, feeling very warm and comfortable. This is not the power of light, but the most natural and original magical power.

Zhou Kaiming has no objection to this kind of power. What he hates is only light and holiness.

As for this power that seems to come from the origin of the world, it just makes him feel very comfortable. The wounds on his body are constantly healing, and all the damage and incompleteness are constantly being replenished.

Even the blood that was about to flow out of his body was constantly being replenished. This feeling was really wonderful.

All the tiredness was swept away, and in Zhou Kaiming's body, there was only endless comfort and joy.

By the time the ray of sunlight slowly disappeared, Zhou Kaiming's injuries had fully recovered, and his strength had even improved.

At this time, a figure appeared in the center of the Palace of the Determiners, wearing a golden armor and holding a golden sword, looking extremely holy and majestic.

The man's vitality was very strong, but he restrained it very well. If Zhou Kaiming's powerful magic power hadn't strengthened his perception, he might not be able to feel the breath of that man.

His strength was unfathomable, making it difficult for Zhou Kaiming to figure it out, but Zhou Kaiming was certain that he could not survive more than three moves under this man.

Even if he wanted to, he could tear Zhou Kaiming into pieces in an instant.

He looked at Zhou Kaiming and instantly sensed Zhou Kaiming's identity. Then he placed his left hand on the hilt of his sword, as if he was about to attack Zhou Kaiming at any time.

The man frowned, but he didn't let go of his grip on the hilt of the sword, and asked, "Demon?"

His tone was a bit bad, and he seemed a little high-ranking and repulsive, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Zhou Kaiming was noncommittal, he instinctively hated this man who looked very holy.

Besides, the man in front of him seemed to have some prejudice against the devil, so he opened his mouth to question his identity.

That man's strength was too strong, which gave Zhou Kaiming a strong sense of oppression, so much so that he took the initiative to use his aura to oppress Zhou Kaiming.

It was a bit difficult for Zhou Kaiming to resist that momentum, as if he was being pressed down by a mountain weighing a thousand jun, his legs began to tremble.

However, immediately the man stretched his brows, as if he was relieved, and Zhou Kaiming also felt the pressure on his body suddenly loosen.

He let go of the hand that was gripping the hilt of his sword, and said:
"Forget it, since you participated in this finals competition and won first place, then this reward will still be given to you."

Then he added:
"And I see that you seem to have a demon seed in your body. This thing just happens to be more suitable for you. If you use it well, it will be of great benefit in the future."

He handed Zhou Kaiming a transparent, crystal-clear and round pale golden fruit, and after thinking about it, he threw his saber upwards.

Zhou Kaiming took the fruit, but took a few steps back. He was instinctively afraid of this man, but he is a devil who fears nothing, how could he be afraid?

While paying attention to the man's subsequent actions, he looked at the fruit in his hand.

The touch of the fruit was very cold, like a piece of ice, even Zhou Kaiming felt a little cold in his hands.

The fruit is about the size of an apple, exquisite and beautiful, but there is no core inside. Through the transparent flesh, you can see the face of the man opposite and the golden long sword he threw into the sky.

The man made a large number of handprints, shot out a burst of energy, and directly engraved a sword embryo in the sky with his accessories.

He didn't know where he took out some materials from the void, threw them into the air, and merged with the energy he created.

After a while, a golden long sword that was seven to eight points similar to his saber gradually took shape, and the man made a move, and two golden long swords that were almost the same appeared in his hand.

He threw the golden long sword he had just made to Zhou Kaiming. Zhou Kaiming caught the golden long sword sensitively, but felt it was a bit hot.

The man said lightly: "This is my personal gift to you..."

He paused, then turned and left, muttering to himself: "I hope it will be of some benefit..."

One step, two steps, he gradually faded away and disappeared into the Palace of Determinants.

The shadow in my mind suddenly said: "That is... the Juror."

Zhou Kaiming threw the golden long sword into the space. Although he could see the extraordinaryness of the golden long sword, he hated the sacred aura on it.

Besides, he disagreed with the Assassin's statement that he needed this sword, and that he had a black long sword was enough.

He firmly believes that the black long knife is no worse than any weapon, which is the result of fighting side by side with the black long knife for a long time.

Zhou Kaiming pointed to the crystal clear fruit and asked Ying, "What is this?"

Ying was silent for a while, then said: "I don't know, there is no information about this fruit in the system's database."

Zhou Kaiming considered it for a while, stuffed the fruit into his mouth, and then began to chew it.

The fruit has no taste and tastes very light, but the taste is good, and the juice is very rich.

Zhou Kaiming ate an apple-sized fruit in three gulps and prepared to leave the Palace of Determinants and return to the real world.

He still has some unresolved grievances, about the Titan King, about the King of Waters, and about Wang Chenjing.

However, his expression suddenly changed, he covered his stomach and hid on the ground, roaring in pain.

(End of this chapter)