Dugen, the second-grade God Emperor strongman on the side of the foreign spirits, had an extremely violent aura on his body. He stared at Ke Bing in front of him and glared angrily. He had a strong tendency to fight if he disagreed.
To be honest, Du Gendu had been extremely calm when the stars appeared just now. He did not think that a boy in the realm of demigods could really turn the tide.
After all, Yuan Ming has that white ice crystal on his body, which is equivalent to the power of a powerful blow from a first-level God Emperor. No human cultivator in the demigod realm can be his enemy.
Who knew that the final result would be like this? Du Gen admitted that he had made a mistake. The human young man named Xingchen could not be regarded by common sense at all. He was simply a monster-like existence.
Du Gennai is a casual cultivator of Zhan Lingyuan. Originally, he did not want to break the rules of the Zhan Ling Yuan, but thinking about the secret instructions of a strong man before, he had to take action to save Yuan Ming's life.
Unexpectedly, Du Gen had just made a move, and Ke Bing seemed to have known what he was thinking, and took action in time, causing his attempt to save Yuan Ming to fail instantly. How could he not be angry?
"Dugen, if you think you can be so unruly in future battles, then I don't mind having a fight!"
Ke Bing's expression was calm. There was a strange and dangerous light in his eyes as he stared at Du Gen. He was actually ready to break up. These cunning spirits could do anything.
But after hearing Ke Bing's words, Du Gen suddenly fell silent. He was just a second-grade God Emperor, and he didn't have the qualifications to say that the decisive battle had stopped.
This is just one corner of the War Spirit Plains. In a place like this, there are more than thousands of War Spirit Plains. The War Tournament is also a method that is accepted by both parties, even with the approval of some high-level foreign spirits.
Of course, the most important thing is that even if Du Gen takes action at this moment, he can't save Yuan Ming at all. If that's the case, then why is he still doing that useless effort?
"snort!"
In the end, Du Gen just let out a cold snort, and then moved his eyes down, looking at the human young man in black who was like a small black dot. Deep in his eyes, there was a murderous intention that was not much concealed.
"Where did this boy named Xingchen come from? But this feeling... is really good!"
The doubts in Ke Bing's heart were similar to those of Du Gen, but his mood was completely opposite, because since the beginning of the competition, the human side had never been so proud.
In fact, if Yuan Ming hadn't been too arrogant and didn't make those stupid moves after defeating Yin Ping, this battle would have been the same as before, with the human side being completely defeated and withdrawing from the land of thousands of miles again.
But now, the human side does not have no chance. As long as the first-grade God Emperor can withstand the battle, even if it is a tie, it can be regarded as a great progress for human beings in the battle competition.
And all of this was brought about by that guy named Xingchen. Even Ke Bing, the second-grade God Emperor, looked at him with admiration. If that guy was a casual cultivator, it would be even more pleasing to his eyes.
These cultivators in Zhanlingyuan, whether they are spirits or humans, actually don't like to see the cultivators from the official sects. They are from casual cultivators, and they have more or less unknown self-esteem and jealousy.
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"Since you're not dead, don't pretend to be dead in the cave!"
In the sky of Gu Yunze below, after sensing Yun Xiao's powerful soul power, he let out a cold shout, making both cultivators stunned.
Their soul power was much inferior to Yun Xiao's, and they could not sense the Yuanming aura in the swamp muddy ground. At this moment, when they heard Xingchen's words, their moods were different.
The human cultivators had regrets on their faces, secretly thinking that the power of the stunning sword just now was not able to kill Yuan Ming? That is really a pity.
As for the foreign spirits, it was quite different. The two Mo Jiang looked at each other and felt regretful. If the promising Yuan family really grew up, it would undoubtedly be a big threat to the Mo family.
On the contrary, Yun Xiao, the person involved, could not see much regret on his face. His eyes just stared blankly at the big hole made by Yuan Ming, and there was no movement for a long time.
"I said, if you take this stab, I will spare your life. If you pretend to be dead again, don't blame me for another stab!"
Seeing that Yuan Ming had turned into a turtle with a shrunken head, Yun Xiao was a little bit dumbfounded. When he spoke for the second time, or rather threatened, the big hole in the swamp mud finally spattered with mud and water.
Whoosh!
A gray figure swept out of the swamp. It was Yuan Ming, who was extremely pale. His white clothes were filthy. How could he still have the slightest sense of chicness when he appeared on the scene?
"His...his cultivation level?"
When one of the exclamations came out, everyone finally used the power of their souls to sense Yuan Ming's cultivation. Under this sense, a turbulent wave instantly stirred up in their hearts.
Because Yuan Ming at this moment is no longer in the realm of demigods as before, or even the ninth-grade immortal at the beginning, but his sluggish aura cannot hide the realm of the eighth-grade immortal.
"Eighth-grade Immortal Lord..."
There was endless shock on the face of the human immortal-level senior pulse refiner, as if he couldn't believe the induction of the power of his soul, and the four words uttered from his mouth also contained a hint of uncertainty.
"Is this... being cut down by a knife and falling into two realms?"
Li Tomb Ling of Lieyang Palace's voice also trembled a little, and at the same time he understood why there was no regret on the face of the young man in black.
Because Yuan Ming, who had fallen to the eighth-level Immortal Lord, might not be able to make any further progress in this life. The thunderous sword just struck down not only his realm, but also his cultivation foundation.
In other words, Yuan Ming, who was once regarded as a rising star in the Ten Thousand Demons Forest and had great hopes for him, will only be an eighth-grade immortal from now on. As time goes by, he will inevitably be lost in the long river of time.
Such a result may be more difficult to accept than directly killing him with a knife, right?
For example, if Li Tomuling himself faced such a result, he would probably be worse off than dead.
After tasting the sweetness of high-level cultivation, how difficult would it be to think that you can't break through to the next level?
Therefore, the paleness on Yuan Ming's face was partly due to serious injuries, but more due to despair. His eyes were full of resentment, resentment towards the young man in black, Xingchen.
Perhaps among all this resentment and unwillingness, there is also a trace of regret?
If there was a chance to do it over again, Yuan Ming would never be so arrogant again, and he would never give human beings any chance. If the battle in the tournament had been ended earlier, how could there have been such a miserable ending?
But at that time, Yuan Ming never imagined that the opponent would have such a monster as Xingchen. With his cultivation in the demigod realm, he could not even block his own white ice crystals from the lightning of the thunder sword.
It was these unexpected changes, coupled with Yuan Ming's own pride, that led to the result at this moment. All the mistakes can only be described as fate.
"Tsk, Yuan Ming, I have to say, you are really lucky. This life is your own!"
Yun Xiao ignored Yuan Ming's hidden resentment and kept his word. However, after these words were spoken, Yuan Ming's face instantly turned red, and his depressed aura became extremely disordered.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood that had just been suppressed with great difficulty finally spurted out, causing both cultivators to look at each other, secretly thinking that they were really so angry that they vomited blood.
After studying the underlying meaning of Yun Xiao's words, everyone cast a light of pity on Yuan Ming, secretly thinking that when this guy met Xingchen, he was really crushed to pieces in every aspect.
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"That guy Yuan Ming won't be angry to death, right?"
Han Luoying had a hint of schadenfreude on her face, staring at the strange spirit Yuan Ming of Ten Thousand Demons Forest over there as if she was watching a big show, hoping that Yun Xiao would say more exciting words. If it was like what she said, then it would be...
Perfect.
Hearing the words of the genius of the Moon God Palace, all human cultivators had a sense of expectation. Now they have infinite confidence in the stars, and they feel that everything that this guy can do is a matter of course.
"Yuan Ming, come back!"
Just when Yuan Ming took a deep breath and wanted to say something, a voice came from behind him, which made him startled and secretly wondered how could he become so impatient?
To be honest, Yuan Ming has always been known for his meticulous thinking, otherwise he wouldn't have even fallen into his hands, but after the stars appeared, he lost his mind again and again.
The person who spoke was naturally the same gloomy She Gui. In fact, he was greatly relieved. No matter what happened, at least Yuan Ming could still save his life. As for how to deal with the aftermath, it was none of his business.
An eighth-level Immortal Lord who is destined to never make any breakthroughs in his life, even if he comes from the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, will not be valued at all.
In his opinion, the Ten Thousand Demons Lin Yuan clan will probably give up on this so-called rising star from now on, right?
At certain times, the spirit clan forces are more realistic and cruel than the human sects. They only look at whether this alien spirit has a future and whether it can become a top powerhouse in the end.
The former Yuan Ming undoubtedly had such potential, so he was favored by the Yuan system and was given the surname Yuan, in order to train him as a top powerhouse in the future.
Yuan Ming did not disappoint the strong men of the Yuan clan. After transforming into a human form, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. Compared to the Mo Tuo of the Mo series, he seemed to have greater potential.
But now, Yuan Ming, who has no future in cultivation, will inevitably be abandoned by the Yuan family. After returning to the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, it is good to be able to save this small life, so what else can he talk about?
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