At this moment, the eighth-grade Immortal Lord Juque did not speak, but a faint aura had already emitted from his body, trying to sense the true cultivation level of the man and woman.
It's a pity that Yun Xiao and Mu Yin deliberately hid it. How could this eighth-level immortal master's foreign spirit be sensed if he was not a high-level human pulse refiner at the immortal level?
"We are not pulse monsters, what kind of magic can we do?"
The young man in rough clothes did not even glance at the huge palace of the Eighth-Rank Immortal Lord, but looked at the somewhat frustrated Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord with great interest, and the words in his mouth also contained a hint of teasing.
"Human, are you kidding me?"
Yan Song can cultivate to the level of a seventh-grade immortal, so he is not really a fool. He can still tell whether the other person's words are true or false, and his face can't help but become angrier.
"Boss, let me try again?"
When Yansong finished his angry words, a strange spirit next to him who looked like a thin bamboo pole suddenly took a step forward, and the aura that erupted from his body made many people feel slightly chilled.
"Sixth-grade Immortal Lord!"
Zhao Zhi's face was a little solemn. He was no stranger to the supernatural spirit of the sixth-grade immortal. The two had even fought against each other once, but in the end he was defeated and escaped, so he was very worried.
However, when he thought about the fate of the fifth-grade Immortal Lord just now, Zhao Zhi felt half relieved.
He knew that a powerful person who could kill the supernatural spirit of the fifth-grade immortal without being noticed would at least not be killed by the supernatural spirit of the sixth-grade immortal.
"Be careful!"
Although Yan Song was furious just now, in fact, when the intelligence of the fifth-grade immortal master disappeared, he no longer underestimated the man and the woman, so he whispered a reminder at this moment.
"Hey, boss, have you forgotten what my true identity is?"
A smile appeared on the face of the Sixth-Rank Immortal Lord, and the words he said immediately made De Yansong feel certain in his heart. He secretly thought that this guy's protection of spiritual intelligence is probably more powerful than some of the supernatural spirits at the top of the Sixth-Rank Immortal Lord.
Much more.
The body of this sixth-grade immortal spirit is extremely special and can transform between reality and reality. Whether it is some physical attacks or some soul-incorporeal attacks, there is nothing that can be done against him.
Sometimes, this sixth-grade Immortal Master can even use his weird and powerful methods to directly annihilate the souls of human cultivators of the same level.
Once upon a time, it was the special spirit of this sixth-grade Immortal Lord who used a strange method to control the soul of a human cultivator, and ultimately caused extremely serious losses to the human side.
It was precisely because he thought of these that Yan Song said nothing more. At least he believed that no matter how weird human men and women were, it would be impossible to destroy their intelligence as easily as before, right?
Under everyone's gaze, the sixth-grade immortal spirit, like the fifth-grade immortal spirit just now, slowly walked towards the three people opposite.
Everyone noticed with strange expressions that the short-built fourth-grade immortal man once again had a palpitating look on his face, and at the same time he turned his attention to the young man in black beside him.
"Master!"
Even the words in his mouth were exactly the same as before.
Everyone could see that he was really afraid, or perhaps afraid of the strange spirit of the sixth-grade Immortal Lord, and his request for help was also sincere.
Therefore, everyone selectively ignored this short-built man. He was a genuine fourth-grade immortal. Without external help, he would not even be able to withstand a blow from the sixth-grade immortal's alien spirit.
"Is it your turn this time?"
Under everyone's gaze, the young man in rough clothes didn't even look at the strange spirit of the sixth-grade Immortal Lord. He directly turned his attention to the woman in black next to him and asked these few words.
"Aren't you tired from playing like this?"
Hearing this, Mu Yin felt a little helpless, thinking that with this guy's strength, it would be an easy task to directly kill those foreign spirits, but yet he still had to make so many troubles with the foreign spirits here.
"Don't make trouble!"
Yun Xiao raised his hand and put a finger in front of his lips. Such a game state made Ju Que, the leader of the alien spirits of the eighth-grade immortal over there, feel a flash of anger in his heart.
"We have a plan next. If one of these guys escape accidentally, wouldn't it be another trouble?"
Yun Xiao would not care about the mood of those alien spirits. After hearing these words from his mouth, both the alien spirits and humans were in a state of confusion.
It was only at this moment that the cultivators on both sides remembered what the three of them had just said when they appeared. At this moment, their moods had obviously changed.
"All right!"
The helplessness on Mu Yin's face became more intense. This guy was just too cautious. Even if he attacked directly, how much chance would the other party have to survive?
Even the eighth-grade immortal spirit holding a giant hammer seemed to Mu Yin to be a piece of trash that could be killed with one slap.
But this guy still wants to put on such a show. Does he want to go from weak to strong and kill these supernatural spirits one by one?
Although Mu Yin was speaking, her hand movements were not slow at all. She reached out and touched her waist, and a piccolo glowing with black light appeared out of thin air in her hand.
"Is it another sonic attack?"
Seeing this, Yun Xiao's heart moved. He had seen some of Mu Yin's tricks before at the outskirts of Zhanlingyuan. Just by playing a leaf, the whole Red Wolf team was wiped out.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
The Sixth-Rank Immortal Lord, who relied on his special attributes, listened to the conversation between a man and a woman across from him. He didn't take it too seriously. He even sneered. The Sixth-Rank Immortal Lord's majestic aura was clearly revealed at this moment.
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"Woooooooo..."
Mu Yin brought the piccolo in his hand to his lips, and then the melodious flute sounds were transmitted to the ears of the practitioners on both sides. It sounded strangely beautiful.
Strictly speaking, this is indeed a complete song.
It's just that hearing it in the ears of human cultivators, or those unrelated spiritual cultivators, and hearing it in the ears of the sixth-grade immortal, are two completely different feelings.
The sound of the flute heard by others was clear and sweet, but the expression of the sixth-grade immortal master's alien spirit changed drastically as soon as he heard the sound of the flute, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes.
It's just that this kind of struggle lasted less than two breaths and turned into a kind of confusion. Then, the figure of the sixth-grade immortal lord began to tremble violently.
Bang!
After a moment, the entire body of the sixth-grade immortal's strange spirit exploded with a loud bang.
A black spiritual crystal exuding a faint mist was quietly suspended in the mid-air, with a strange energy fluctuation.
The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the oasis camp seemed extremely quiet at this moment. No matter whether it was the cultivators on the human side or the strong men on the supernatural side, they were silent.
However, the moods of the cultivators on both sides were completely different.
Even if Song He and the others still don't think that the disaster in the Oasis Camp today can be completely solved, it is naturally a happy thing to see the foreign spirits being defeated before they die.
"Where did these two people come from? How come I've never heard of them before?"
Song He's eyes kept looking at the young man and woman, and at the same time he felt some melancholy and regret in his heart. He secretly thought that if such an amazing and talented man and woman really died in the oasis camp tonight, it would probably be a great loss to mankind.
No matter how much Song He thought highly of the man and woman, he did not think that the other's cultivation level was really above his own, but the foreign spirit side not only had a seventh-level immortal, but also an eighth-level immortal.
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In addition, the combat power of foreign spirits far exceeds that of human cultivators of the same level. Song He is still not too optimistic about the man and woman. The reason why he was able to kill the sixth-grade immortal and the fifth-grade immortal was probably because he caught the opponent by surprise.
Most other human cultivators think this way.
Especially for a kind-hearted human cultivator like Zhao Zhi, he secretly thought that it was a pity that if such an amazing person grew up, maybe even the supernatural beings would tremble.
It's a pity that these two people ran into the stormy oasis camp, so today is probably going to be unlucky.
That kind of weird attack method may not be able to work on a seventh-grade immortal, let alone an eighth-grade immortal.
"Sonic attack?"
While the human cultivator was having countless thoughts in his mind, the seventh-grade immortal master Yan Song finally came back to his senses and stared at the woman in black with a strange fear in his eyes.
At least Yan Song has never seen such a powerful sonic attack method since he started cultivating the human body.
Moreover, Yan Song sensed very clearly that that kind of sonic attack had a very strong impact on the spiritual intelligence of the alien spirit. Even he was not sure that he could maintain complete combat effectiveness under that kind of impact.
"Juque, there is no information about those two humans in your intelligence, right?"
For a moment, Yan Song's face looked a little unsightly. In just a moment, he had already lost two capable men, so there was a hint of resentment towards his new master Juque in his tone.
meaning.
Speaking of which, Yan Song didn't have much fear towards Juque. In the past, these two were both seventh-grade immortals, each occupying a territory. It was only when Juque broke through to the eighth-grade immortal that he had no choice but to join him.
Juque had been taking the lead in this sneak attack on the human oasis camp. Now that such a change has occurred, in Yan Song's opinion, Juque must bear at least half of the responsibility.
"Yan Song, if you don't even have the strength to deal with these two ants, then I really have to re-estimate your value!"
Although Juque was tall and strong, his mind was moving very fast. He didn't understand the meaning of the words, but his eyes flashed, and his tone contained a different kind of threat.
After breaking through to the eighth-level Immortal Lord, Juque's aura became extremely high. Before, he felt that Yan Song was not respectful enough to him, so he might take this opportunity to suppress him.
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