Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh, what can I do?
Death Valley Center Hall.
At the top of the hall is a wide platform. An old man looked at the scene of sword energy everywhere in the distance, his heart was calm and there was no change in his face.
The red puppy squatting at his feet whispered twice.
The old man ignored it, but his eyes fell on Luo Sen and the other two. He had no reaction, but was wondering why a few little ghosts suddenly wanted to find him.
"The "Tianluo Jue", "Dragon Emperor Jue", and "Black Ming Yin and Yang Gui", are not ordinary people." The old man murmured.
Even if it was just a distance.
He saw through the techniques that Luo Sen and the other two practiced.
But as he is, he doesn't care about these little guys at all.
On the continent, besides the old barbarians in the deserted ridge, it is probably the only one who can care about the great devil Hao who went abroad.
As for this woman with a murderous aura.
It surprised the old man, but that's all.
"So you are not dead." The old man murmured in a low voice, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was not what he said to Di Linglong.
After a while, the old man shook his head and turned his head away.
"Let's go."
The red little dog followed the old man and slowly left.
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"Ah!" Qingsha roared in anger, his body trembled constantly, as if he was struggling, but unfortunately everything was in vain.
The terrifying Gengjin energy turned into a sealed sword and nailed them to the ground.
It's still a bit scary to have a white skeleton struggled like this.
"Impossible, this power." Qingsha seemed a little unbelievable, and could seal them unless he had the strength of the emperor.
Although this woman is powerful, she is far from the imperial level.
Qingsha's eyes flashed with a faint green light, and he growled madly: "This is the power of the emperor level, who are you..."
Luo Sen and the other two looked at Di Linglong in shock.
Emperor level?
No, there are only two emperors in the entire continent. Is Di Linglong the third unknown?
"It's all your business." Di Linglong rolled her eyes, kicked Qingsha's head away.
A white skull flew out.
Di Linglong glanced at Luo Sen and the other two: "Did you believe it?"
"I believe whatever you say." Rosen blinked.
"Hahaha." Di Linglong laughed: "The terrifying vision that was born at the Emperor level can be seen on the entire continent and cannot be hidden at all. If there is really a third Emperor level, how could no one know?"
Luo Sen and the other two thought about it, and it was indeed the case.
Besides, how could an emperor-level strong man be inferior to others? Although the leader of the Dragon Slaying Army has a noble status, he still has to obey His Majesty after all.
Luo Sen thought that Di Linglong once said that his strongest spirit was sealed in his body and could not be summoned at will.
Could it be...
Emperor-level Confidence Spirit?
Rosen was shocked.
The number of emperor-level confiscated spirits is extremely rare and unique.
Human beings have been developing for tens of thousands of years, and a group of powerful people at the level of Diamond Spirit Emperor will emerge in every era. Over the years, there are no more than 800.
However, there have been only twenty or thirty emperor-level spirits in tens of thousands of years, and they are all terrible existences that dominate the entire era.
Very rarely surrendered by humans.
Those who can defeat the emperor level are often the only ones who can defeat the emperor level.
This is generally recognized.
Although theoretically speaking, the Diamond Spirit Emperor was able to sign a contract with the Emperor-level Confidence Spirit, there has never been such an example in history.
Luo Sen couldn't help but think in his heart, was there an emperor-level existence sealed in Di Linglong's body?
"Why are you standing there? Are you just asking me to defeat these monsters?" Di Linglong said suddenly.
Luo Sen woke up like a dream.
By the way, the important thing is.
Luo Sen asked Qingsha: "Where is the immortal in the pot?"
At this moment, Qingsha's head had crawled back by himself and then picked it back.
"I don't know." Qingsha was too lazy to pay attention to Luo Sen, and he focused on Di Linglong.
Luo Sen slashed with a sword, but a clanging sound rang out. Qingsha's head was intact and was not cut off as he imagined.
"This..." Luo Sen was a little embarrassed.
I originally wanted to establish my authority.
Unexpectedly, the strength difference was too big, and he couldn't even hurt him.
Qingsha glanced at Luo Sen with contempt: "Little kid, who do you think you are? With your strength, you deserve to hurt me?"
Luo Sen was furious.
But I really can't do anything to the other party.
Luosen wanted to ask others, but other monsters either didn't know or curse, and didn't take Rosen seriously at all.
"roll!"
“The waste is not worthy of talking to me.”
"Hahahaha, get out of here, boy."
"What are you?"
These weird people are so arrogant.
Luo Sen was helpless.
These monsters cannot be killed, so they are fearless.
"I'll try it." Wen Xiao tried to use the Holy Light Baptism. This skill has a strong restraining effect on dark attributes and dead creatures.
The holy light shines.
These weirdos yelled in anger.
"Stop, boy."
“Boll roll.”
"Where did the little devil come from? If I escape, I will definitely eat you alive."
"Ah, what a disgusting light."
As expected, these weird people were very disgusted with the Holy Light, but what is puzzled is that their bodies have not changed at all.
They were just angry, but they didn't look any pain.
Wen Xiao was stunned. What's going on?
"Don't go all out." Qingsha sneered: "The Holy Light can't hurt us either. We have long since felt pain. The Holy Light just makes us feel disgusted."
Rosen understood.
Disgusting things will only make them angry and cannot ask what they are.
"It's really troublesome." Di Linglong shattered Qingsha's head: "Hey, tell Luo Sen quickly where is that pot immortal."
The broken heads were combined again, and Qingsha sneered: "You can seal us, but you can't kill us, and you can't make me feel pain. Why do I tell you?"
"You!" Di Linglong gritted his teeth: "Believe it or not, I will seal you here for a hundred years, a thousand years, and a thousand years!!"
"Ask." Qingsha was completely unmoved.
Loneliness? Lonely?
Is it the difference between being sealed here and burying the head to study? It is as boring, boring, without any hope, immersed in the darkness.
"Let's find it yourself." Wen Xiao gritted his teeth, and holy six wings grew behind him, and quickly flew towards the Death Valley Hall.
He could not wait.
"Wen Xiao, don't be anxious. Maybe there are other weird people in the hall!" Luo Sen shouted, but Wen Xiao did not stop.
Luo Sen was helpless: "Mr. Di Linglong, please accompany me to search for the hall and find the traces of the immortal in the pot."
"Okay." Di Linglong agreed.
Di Linglong protected Luo Sen and Jiarou and flew to the Death Valley Hall.
Only these weird people sealed in the same place were left, growling in anger and screaming...