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"not good!"

Compared to Song He who was thinking wildly, Juque was immediately shocked when he heard the voice coming from his ears. He didn't even know when the other party approached him.

"Want to kill me, dream!"

However, Juque has been fighting against strong human beings for many years, and he has long been trained to be fearless in the face of danger. Even if the opponent came so strangely, he still made a move to dodge at this moment.

Crack!

However, Juque's action, which he thought was extremely wonderful, actually felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder at the next moment. The next scene could not help but make him shake out of his mind.

All human cultivators could clearly see that after a black light flashed just now, the right arm of the eighth-grade immortal master, Juque, the leader of the foreign spirits, who had escaped extremely timely, had his right arm removed.

In other words, although Juque dodged very quickly, he only escaped his own fatal blow, but he still did not escape the slash of the black light, and even his right arm was cut off.

Every part of the body of a foreign spirit that transforms into a human is as important as a human being. Even if they can regenerate after losing their limbs, it still requires an extremely huge amount of strength.

In other words, Juque's right arm was cut off, and his combat effectiveness had dropped by half. In this state, even if he faced Song He, the seventh-level immortal in his heyday, he might not be able to win.

"The supernatural spirit of the eighth-grade Immortal Lord is so vulnerable?"

At this moment, the first thought in the minds of some human cultivators was that the giant tower was too incompetent. How could a majestic eighth-grade immortal and powerful alien spirit not be able to dodge even one attack?

"It's not that Juque is too weak, but... that adult is too strong!"

Zhao Zhi, a sixth-level Immortal Master, couldn't help but glare at the team members next to him when he heard the mutterings, but when he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Because Zhao Zhi had just seen with his own eyes how the giant tower of the eighth-level immortal master's alien spirit severely injured the seventh-level immortal master Song He with one blow.

To say that this powerful supernatural being is an embroidered pillow would be unreasonable.

In this case, there is only one explanation, which is that the young man in rough clothes named Xingchen is far more powerful than Juque.

With just one move, the eighth-level immortal master's supernatural spirit was unable to fight back.

"Damn it, how could he be so strong?"

At this moment, Juque even selectively ignored the severe pain of his broken arm. Even if the opponent had only made one move so far, he knew clearly that the only thing he had to think about next was how to survive.

However, when a dark light shone again in Juque's eyes, he suddenly realized that no matter which direction he evaded, he might not be able to escape death, so he felt cruel and made an instant decision.

"Even if you die, you won't have an easy time!"

After the cruel thoughts rose in his heart, Juque no longer thought about anything else. He knew that he would inevitably die today, but if he didn't do something before he died, he would feel even more uncomfortable.

Huhuhu...

The majestic energy pulses instantly emerged from Juque's body, and there was an unprecedented disorder, which made many human cultivators look frightened on their faces, and even subconsciously withdrew from Jiyuan.

"Sir, be careful, he is going to blow himself up!"

Song He, who had also retreated several miles away, couldn't help but shout a warning, but when he saw the young man in rough clothes turning his head and smiling at him, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

"I can see things, how can that adult not see it?"

This was the source of Song He's embarrassment. He had no power to fight back in the hands of the giant, and the young man in rough clothes beat the giant to the point where he had no power to fight back. The gap between the two was simply unimaginable.

Just that smiling glance made Song He's worries disappear. He thought that it was just an eighth-level immortal who self-destructed, how could it really hurt that adult? The giant tower was just a whim before his death.

What even Song and himself didn't expect was that when the eighth-grade immortal master's supernatural power would become so worthless in his own eyes, it was all because that young man in rough clothes was too strong!

"Don't waste such good things as the Eighth-Rank Immortal Master Alien Spirit Crystal!"

Yun Xiao turned his eyes and felt the increasingly violent aura on Juque's body. He couldn't help but sigh. Then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the neck of the eighth-level immortal master and strange spirit powerhouse.

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call……

In just a moment, the extremely violent aura on Juque's body suddenly subsided, as if suppressed by a mysterious and powerful force.

A trace of despair flashed across Juque's eyes. It was only now that he clearly understood that there was no comparison at all between himself and the young human being in front of him.

It's ridiculous that he thought that even if he couldn't escape, he could still drag this human young man along with him. Now it seems that this is just his wishful thinking.

He just stretched out his hand and controlled all his chaotic pulse energy, which made Juque a little suspicious. Perhaps this person was not the ninth-grade immortal he had thought before, but a demigod, or even a real one.

The powerful God Emperor.

"You...you can't kill me!"

Thinking of a certain possibility, Juque's eyes suddenly lit up, and what he said next made Deyun Xiao's hand loosen slightly, and also made Juque take a few deep breaths.

"Oh? Why?"

Yun Xiao is really curious. Under such circumstances, what kind of reason can the other party find to stop his murderous intention? How can humans and supernatural beings show mercy?

"You...you are the powerful God Emperor, you cannot break the rules!"

Under Yun Xiao's expectant gaze, Juque made a slightly trembling voice.

As soon as he said this, Yun Xiao looked confused and turned his questioning gaze to Song He, who had returned not far from here.

"Does Zhanlingyuan still have such rules?"

Yun Xiao asked softly, which made Song He tremble slightly, but he did not dare to neglect and quickly took a few steps forward, but the awe in his eyes became more intense.

Because Song He heard Juque's words clearly, he subconsciously regarded the young man in rough clothes in front of him as a powerful God Emperor. He was in awe from the bottom of his heart for such a powerful man.

"Sir, there is an unwritten rule. Strong men from both sides who have reached the level of God Emperor or above cannot massacre the Immortal Master cultivators in Zhanlingyuan, otherwise there will be some trouble!"

Song He told the truth. In fact, there was no explicit rule on this. Compared with the rule that War Spirits could not have a third-grade God Emperor or above, it could only be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two parties.

But according to common sense, this kind of unwritten rule is necessary. After all, if the powerful God Emperor kills the Immortal Master cultivator, it is as easy as killing a chicken and a dog.

Once this happens, the powerful God-Emperors on both sides will act unscrupulously, and a war will inevitably result.

When the time comes, more and more powerful people will join the ranks of humans and supernatural beings, and they will become stronger and stronger. Maybe the battle of genocide between the two sides will come earlier.

Therefore, in Zhanlingyuan, this unwritten rule is actually followed by many powerful God Emperors. Even if they take action, they will not leave anyone alive to give the other party a clue.

From this point of view, there is still some tacit understanding between the top leaders of humans and foreign spirits, and the battles between the powerful God Emperors are not as unscrupulous as those of the Immortal Lord class.

"oh!"

Hearing this, Yunxiao pondered for a moment, which made Juque feel happy. He secretly thought that if this human being didn't want to cause trouble, he might spare his life. The stronger the opponent, the greater his chance of survival.

"Sir, maybe you can..."

When Song He saw Yun Xiao groaning, he couldn't help but want to say something. After all, he hated this giant tower so much that it would be too frustrating if he really let it go.

However, Song He had just said a few words when he was interrupted by the wave of a young man in rough clothes not far away from him, making him afraid to say anything more. If he made this gentleman unhappy, it would be more than worth the loss.

Yun Xiao naturally understood what Song He meant, which meant that he did not need to do it himself, but could be left directly to them, the immortal cultivators, which could be regarded as taking advantage of this hidden rule.

"This...this sir, as long as you let me go, I can promise not to cause trouble in the oasis camp for a hundred years. But once you insist on having your own way, I, the Spirit God, will not give up!"

Juque saw a glimmer of hope and spoke out again while the iron was hot.

These few sentences contained both soft and hard words. In his opinion, there was such an unwritten rule. This might be the human being who was the powerful God Emperor, and it was very likely that he would really let him go.

"Sorry, who told you that I am a powerful God Emperor?"

Unexpectedly, just when Juque finished speaking and the hope in his heart rose, he heard such a sentence from the mouth of the young man in rough clothes in front of him.

Click!

Just when Juque was feeling bad and wanted to say something more, he felt a pain in his neck, which frightened him out of his wits. With a thought, he wanted to control his spiritual crystal to escape and fly out.

Just breaking the neck of the alien spirit will not make them die. As long as the spiritual crystal is still there, they can be reborn. It just requires a lot of effort to condense into a human body again.

It's a pity that Yun Xiao could have made such a mistake. After squeezing Juque's neck, he moved his arm downwards and grabbed the earth-yellow spiritual crystal before the other party could make any move.

Juque, like Na Yansong, was an earth attribute cultivator. This earth attribute spiritual crystal also exuded an extremely rich and heavy aura, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Yun Xiao's grasp.

puff!

Yun Xiao ignored the begging for mercy that came from the spirit crystal. He exerted a little force with his right hand, and an invisible force came out from the center of his eyebrows. Then a soft sound flashed past, and the spirit crystal that was still struggling a little suddenly suddenly burst into flames.

Can't move anymore.

Song He, who was not far away, sensed very clearly that there was only pure energy aura left on the spiritual crystal, and there was no trace of the spiritual intelligence left by the alien spirit, which made him feel a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!