Chapter 1122 (2/2)

I got hurt.

”Fit... Zero.”

Ming ruo's indifferent voice echoed in the temple.

There was a look of surprise and shock on everyone's face.

I thought that even if the fit was low, there would be a 20-30.

After all, this is a unit of measure with a full value of 100.

I didn't expect that man Jiu seriously injured himself and got a zero.

Manjiu, who was bathed in blood, looked at the tower of justice. His facial muscles twitched and his tall body trembled violently.

Not willing, not believing, not accepting

The huge shame and loss made the proud son of limestone God's family look distorted.

Finally, he lowered his head slowly.

After all, it's an artifact refined by the LORD God, and there will be no fallacy.

How proud he was before he entered the tower of justice.

Now it's the most popular

Lost people.

Because of the fit of 0, no one can break the lower limit.

For a moment, the air in the main hall was very quiet.

”I'll try.”

A clear voice sounded.

Xu Heng, a swordsman in white, came out.

This swordsman, who was born in a short time, is rumored to have something to do with the great God ”Tiandao” who once shocked the divine world. His performance in the God selection competition is also extremely amazing. He is favored by the major deities. He thinks that it is possible to enter the final top three, and his evaluation is far higher than that of the previous limestone deity manjiu.

”Well, let's go.”

Ming Ruo God light tunnel.

A red dense shot from the tower of justice will wrap Xu Heng and drag him into it.

Not everyone expected, the dark red tower was really a violent earthquake.

It's a lot bigger than what happened before.

Then the scale of the tower of justice, the bottom one, suddenly glows like a flame.

It's over zero.

There was a tremor in everyone's heart.

The next second, on the scale, the bright red glare suddenly rose three spaces.

The fit has improved again.

How much agreement will Xu Heng achieve?

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the scale.

But the next moment, something strange happened.

On the scale that had already reached the fit 4, the value suddenly dropped back to 1

At the same time——

Bang.

A bloody corpse falls out of the tower of justice and hits the ground.

The hand of the corpse held a broken knife.

The blood was gurgling on the ground.

The crowd was stunned.

Dead... Dead?

Is this corpse Xu Heng?

”This... What's going on?”

A figure rushed out of the crowd and knelt down beside the corpse, shaking hands, turning to identify a few eyes, then burst out crying: ”dead... Brother, how can you... How can you be dead? What the hell is going on? ”

The man turned his head with anger and growled at the God sitting high on the throne.

Lin Beichen recognized that this man was the one who wanted to rush towards him but was stopped by Xu Heng.

The hall was as quiet as death.

Even Lin Beichen can't believe that the future of the God's new elite, the popular figure of God's election contest, has fallen down like this?