Song He, the seventh-level Immortal Lord who was seriously injured, obviously ignored what someone said just now. In his opinion, those three unfamiliar human cultivators were probably the unlucky ones who crashed into the oasis camp.
Song He has been messing around in this Zhanlingyuan area for several years. The oasis camp is where he often comes, but he is extremely unfamiliar with the faces of those three people. It can be said that he has never seen them before.
There were two men and one woman. One of them was a short-built man. He had the aura of a fourth-grade immortal on his body. Song He could sense it the first time he saw it.
Among the other two people, the young man was wearing coarse clothes and didn't look out of the ordinary; the other was a woman in black. For a moment, Song He couldn't sense the specific cultivation of the two.
But how far can the young men and women who follow a fourth-grade immortal master cultivate their pulse energy?
Even if you reach the peak of the sixth-grade immortal, or even the seventh-grade immortal, what help will it have to today's situation?
Other human cultivators naturally have the same idea as Song He. Even if they desperately hope that a strong human being will come, under such circumstances, unless a strong person from the eighth-grade immortal comes, it will be of no use.
The appearance of the two men and one woman did not look like that of a high-level immortal. In fact, the man and the woman were too young, so young that they had no reason to think in that direction.
"Human boy, was it you who said that just now?"
The process of killing Song He and collecting the treasures was interrupted. Naturally, the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord's chanting of strange spirits could not be in a good mood. He stared at the two men and one woman over there, and his tone seemed a bit sinister.
"My young master said it!"
The short-built man now acted as the spokesman for the young man behind him. He took a step forward arrogantly, without the slightest politeness in his tone.
As soon as these words came out, not only the foreign spirits were stunned, but also the humans were also silenced by this fourth-level immortal guy.
I just feel that this guy is probably the fourth-grade immortal who is least afraid of death in the history of Zhanlingyuan, right?
Song He, whose breath was in confusion, frowned slightly. In such a situation, it was not possible to get through by just making jokes.
This kind of performance will only make the human side suffer more ridicule before the alien spirits massacre the oasis camp.
From Song He's point of view, death means death. If he can fight to the death and kill a few foreign spirits before dying, he will be considered as a human cultivator and not be so "disgraceful".
"How can an ant of the fourth-level Immortal Lord be qualified to speak to me?"
Yan Song is a strong man of the seventh-level immortal. If Juque hadn't broken through to the eighth-level immortal, he would have been the overlord of his party. Unexpectedly, he was provoked by a mere ant of the fourth-level immortal at this moment.
This simply made Yan Song furious. He felt that he was extremely looked down upon by these humans. He didn't want to talk to such ants too much, as that would be degrading his status, so he directly winked at a subordinate of the supernatural spirit next to him.
"Sir, just watch it!"
The fifth-level immortal spirit who was signaled excitedly bowed to Yan Song, and then strode towards the fourth-level immortal human being.
This fifth-level immortal master should know clearly that the five short human beings who just spoke are only fourth-level immortal masters. He is absolutely sure that he can take care of them in one move, which can be regarded as being exposed in front of Lord Juque.
Face.
"Human, don't worry, I won't let you die easily!"
In order to establish authority in front of these human cultivators, the strange spirit of the fifth-grade immortal master laughed ferociously as he approached.
Hearing the coldness in his tone, many human cultivators shivered smartly.
These human cultivators who have been hunting alien spirits in the War Spirit Plains all year round are naturally not people who are afraid of death, but sometimes there are things that are more difficult to bear than death, such as the painful torture before death that is worse than death.
The human cultivators in the oasis camp had just decided to fight to the death, and the most they could do was die.
Unexpectedly, someone would appear to provoke the supernatural beings now, which made many human cultivators even feel a sense of resentment.
If these three guys were involved, and the foreign spirits party was determined not to let them die easily, wouldn't it be self-defeating?
But what no one saw was that when the strange spirit of the fifth-grade Immortal Lord walked towards the three humans, except for the expression of the fourth-grade Immortal Lord man who spoke before, there was some change in his face.
In addition, the two young men, a man and a woman, did not even twitch the corners of their eyes, as if they did not pay attention to the strange spirit of the fifth-grade immortal master at all.
No one could have imagined that these three humble men and women would really be the saviors of the Oasis Camp.
Like Song He, they all regarded these three people as unlucky ghosts who happened to pass by the oasis camp and wanted to come in and take a rest.
These three people were naturally headed by Yun Xiao. At this moment, when he saw the fifth-grade Immortal Lord walking towards him with a majestic aura, Zhou Zheng subconsciously felt panic in his heart.
In any case, Zhou Zheng only has the cultivation level of a fourth-grade immortal. Without the support of these two people behind him, how could he dare to challenge a powerful spiritual being of a seventh-grade immortal? Wouldn't it be because he didn't die quickly enough?
Not to mention the fifth-grade immortal spirit that locked onto him with this aura, Zhou Zheng believed that he was far from an opponent even if he was also a fourth-grade immortal spirit.
The fighting power of supernatural spirits has always been much stronger than that of human cultivators.
"Why are you panicking? A dead alien spirit will still bite you?"
Hearing Zhou Zheng's words, the young man in rough clothes suddenly said something amidst the strange looks of everyone. When they heard him say these two words, everyone was stunned at first, and then showed a look of disbelief.
Song He's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he secretly thought, are these three guys here to make fun of them? Do you think that just by saying this, you can kill those powerful supernatural beings?
"You bastard, what are you waiting for?"
At this moment, the seventh-grade Immortal Master Yansong on the side of the foreign spirit had a hint of anger coming out of his body.
Because he suddenly discovered that his subordinate was standing in front of that human being and did not take action immediately.
Yan Song's anger was really extraordinary. He wanted to show off in front of Juque, but he didn't expect that his subordinate would be so stupid.
For a moment, neither Yan Song nor the Eighth-Rank Immortal Lord Juque thought of anything else.
But a moment after Yan Song finished speaking and the fifth-grade immortal spirit still didn't move, they finally discovered something was wrong.
Not to mention these two high-level immortals, even a middle-level immortal like Zhao Zhi discovered some clues after a while.
Their expressions immediately became a little wonderful, and at the same time there was a hint of hope.
"Really...dead?"
Especially Song He, who was a seventh-level immortal, his eyes widened at this moment.
He stared at the motionless fifth-grade immortal spirit for a moment, with a touch of shock in his eyes, and more of a strong doubt.
Because Song He sensed very clearly that the aura of the fifth-grade immortal spirit that had been silent for some time had gradually dissipated. It was a different kind of death in which the spiritual intelligence was wiped out.
For the foreign spirit clan, sometimes even if their heads are chopped off, they may not die. If you want to kill the foreign spirits, there are only two ways.
One of them is to directly explode the energy source of the alien spirit, that is, the spiritual crystal, which is equivalent to destroying it from the body. Without the spiritual crystal, the alien spirit can no longer be brought back to life.
However, generally speaking, humans still like to use another method to kill foreign spirits, which is to erase the spiritual intelligence of the foreign spirits, but one of the prerequisites is to control the spiritual crystals of the foreign spirits first.
The spiritual crystal of the alien spirit is the essence of their cultivation, and it is also the biggest trophy for humans to hunt the alien spirit. If given the chance, no one will destroy the spiritual crystal easily.
The spiritual crystal of the foreign spirit is not so easy to be shattered, which is also the fatal point of the foreign spirit. As long as you control the spiritual crystal and erase the spiritual intelligence of the foreign spirit, it will be very easy.
But the premise of everything is to control the spiritual crystal of the alien spirit first. However, the fifth-grade immortal in front of him has not been in contact with any human beings. He is even far away from the fourth-grade immortal.
What about distance.
Everyone was confused in the wind. How could the fifth-grade immortal spirit that no one had touched be wiped out and killed without anyone noticing?
In fact, it is easy to judge whether a foreign spirit possesses spiritual intelligence, especially when the fifth-grade immortal is motionless at this moment, not at all as arrogant as before, which explains some problems.
"Could it be that these few are secretly great masters?"
Song He thought a little too much when he thought about it, but this idea that was very close to the truth undoubtedly made him excited instantly. It was an unexpected joy for him to be able to wait for such a savior at a desperate moment.
Even the most belated human cultivators thought of something at this moment. Their mood was the same as Song He's, from the despair of just determined to die to the hope of seeing a glimmer of light.
"Boy, what kind of magic are you doing?"
The most shocking thing was the words of the seventh-grade immortal. You must know that the strange spirit of the fifth-grade immortal was his subordinate. I didn't expect that his intelligence was wiped out in such an inexplicable way.
Compared with those human cultivators, Yan Song is undoubtedly more understanding of the situation of his subordinate. He was wiped out of his spiritual intelligence without even noticing it.
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Yan Song did not suspect that it was the fourth-level immortal human being who was responsible. The guy's fourth-level immortal aura could not hide it at all, so the most likely possibility was that the man and the woman were responsible.
The person who spoke earlier was the rough-clothed human youth, so the target of the words was immediately fixed on this rough-clothed human youth. There was a different kind of danger in his tone.
The atmosphere in the oasis camp also became a little strange at this moment.
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