"Zhao Zhicun, you can't save District 98, so you should just die!"
Looking at the first-grade human divine emperor standing in front of him, Yan Chong felt quite proud and his laughter was quite wild.
At this last moment, he was undoubtedly in a cat-and-mouse mood, and the words that came out of his mouth made the two strong human beings in front of him sink as hard as water.
In fact, after the opponent gained a third-grade God Emperor, Zhao Zhicun knew that District 98 could not be saved. What awaited District 98 would definitely be the annihilation of the entire army.
Until this moment, Zhao Zhicun did not understand the reason why the Lord of Zhanling City asked him to defend the palace. He knew that the Lord of the City must have deep intentions, but it was a pity that he could not wait until that time.
"City Lord, I'm sorry, Zhicun took the first step!"
A trace of determination flashed in Zhao Zhicun's eyes, and he made up his mind that even if he died, he would not let that hateful guy live an easy life. If he could bite off a piece of Yan Chong's flesh before he died, it would be a worthy death.
"This guy wants to blow himself up?"
Yan Chong had been paying attention to Zhao Zhicun. At this moment, sensing the chaotic aura on the other person's body, he couldn't help but sneered. How could such a weak-minded guy hurt him at all?
If Zhao Zhicun in his heyday had self-destructed, Yan Chong would probably not have dared to approach the area of 100 feet around him. The power of self-destruction would be equivalent to a strike from a third-grade God Emperor, and he would definitely not be able to withstand it.
But now, the aura on Zhao Zhicun's body is very weak, which means that the self-destruction power is less than one-tenth of what it was in its heyday. How can it pose the slightest threat to a second-grade divine emperor's alien spirit?
"Haha, why take the first step? We haven't reached that step yet!"
However, just when Yan Chong had a sneer on his face, and Zhao Zhicun and the first-grade God Emperor were determined to die and wanted to self-destruct, a soft and gentle chuckle suddenly reached their ears.
This laughter came out of the blue without any warning. While Zhao Zhicun and Zhao Zhicun were stunned, Yan Chong became fully alert.
Because Yan Chong knew that the strong man from the spiritual race who was a third-grade God Emperor in white just now was the back-up man arranged by the base camp. Apart from this person, there was no other ambush at all.
In this case, then this chuckle that came so suddenly might be the help from the human side.
As for the human cultivator who dared to speak out at this time and spoke in such a relaxed tone, his strength would probably not be lower than that of Zhao Zhicun, right?
Whoosh!
Yan Chong felt awe-struck in his heart and retreated ten feet away. When he looked up, he suddenly discovered that an extremely graceful figure had appeared next to Zhao Zhicun and Zhao Zhicun.
It looked like a woman, with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. There seemed to be some kind of magic between her frown and her smile, which made people unable to help but fall deeply into her.
Yan Chong observed very carefully. There seemed to be a flash of charming red in the woman's eyes, which made his mind wander, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"This young lady, was the Lord of the City sending you here?"
At this time, Zhao Zhicun had calmed down a bit of his chaotic aura, and then he held a fist towards the woman. All he was thinking about was the flying letter that had just been sent from the Lord's Mansion of Zhanling City.
"Hehe, it is indeed the city lord, but not your city lord of Zhanling City!"
The woman smiled softly, and then said something that made not only Zhao Zhicun and Yan Chong slightly startled, secretly wondering on the human side, is there another city lord?
"My name is Huanmei, have you heard of me?"
The woman smiled sweetly, and as soon as the name was spoken, Zhao Zhicun was stunned again. Then he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly became extremely exciting, as if he didn't believe that this was the fact at all.
"Huanmei? You...are you the demon clan? The one who fights against the demon city?"
It seems that although Zhao Zhicun has been in charge of District 98 all year round, he is not completely indifferent to what is happening outside the window. At least he is aware of some of the powerful people on the Pulse Demon side.
Huanmei is a powerful monster from the demon clan who has reached the high level of the third-grade God Emperor. He is not an unknown person in the entire Zhanlingyuan. He is an existence under one demon in the Zhanlingyuan demon clan and above ten thousand monsters.
But what Zhao Zhicun didn't expect was that at this desperate moment, it would be this famous demon clan strongman who saved him, which made him feel extremely emotional and confused.
"What happened to the demon clan?"
Hearing this, Huanmei was a little unhappy. Originally, the demon race had always looked down on humans. What happened to humans now? When they saw this expression on their own, shouldn't they be grateful?
"No...I didn't mean that, it was just...just..."
Zhao Zhicun stuttered for a moment, and even after talking for a long time, he didn't explain why.
He wanted to say, didn't the demon clan always ignore the human race? Why did it suddenly appear to save him today?
"Could it be...that this is the Lord's back-up plan?"
Suddenly, something flashed in Zhao Zhicun's mind. He suddenly understood the reason why the city lord asked him to defend, and he couldn't help being surprised and happy.
"Step aside, leave this place to me!"
Huan Mei would not get entangled with a seriously injured human being. With a wave of her beautiful hand, she directly swept the two humans dozens of feet behind her, and then turned her head to look at Yan Chong over there.
"Are you Huanmei? That Huanmei from Zhanyao City?"
Yan Chong, who was not far away, undoubtedly heard the other party's conversation just now clearly, but he was as puzzled as Zhao Zhicun. When did humans and monsters get together?
"Now that you know it's me, dig up the spiritual crystals yourself and hand them over!"
Huan Mei came here on Chi Yan's order this time. Since she had decided to unite humans to deal with the alien spirits, she had no other thoughts, so she spoke very rudely.
Spiritual crystals are the most important source of energy for foreign spirits. At this moment, Huanmei asked the other party to dig up the spiritual crystals and hand them over. There was no room for change in this matter, and De Yanchong's face instantly became gloomy.
However, Yan Chong naturally knew how powerful Huan Mei was. Facing a powerful monster from the third-grade God Emperor, he could no longer be as arrogant as he had been when facing Zhao Zhicun, so he turned his attention somewhere else.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind came, and when Yan Chong looked around, the white-clothed alien spirit in the sky had already rushed over to this place, and his eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at the strong demon clan man, as if he was unsure about something.
"Huanmei, my spirit tribe and your demon tribe have always been in harmony with each other. Aren't you afraid of a catastrophe?"
As a third-grade divine emperor on the side of the foreign spirits, this white-clothed foreign spirit from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest knew that the opponent's strength was not inferior to his own, but his words were neither humble nor arrogant, and even contained a hint of hidden threat.
"Hey, you can't talk to me about this. If you want to talk to me, you can talk to the Lord of the City!"
A smile appeared on Huan Mei's face, and then her eyes suddenly turned to Yan Chong, the second-grade God Emperor. An invisible aura floated out, and even the white-clothed supernatural spirit of the third-grade God Emperor was not aware of it.
boom!
After a moment, Yan Chong felt as if his mind had been hit by an invisible hammer. His body shook slightly and at the same time, there was a trace of blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which looked extremely terrifying.
It turned out that at that moment, Huan Mei quietly cast her unique illusion, which not only had a strong impact on the souls of humans and demons, but also on the intelligence of alien spirits.
Don't look at the fact that Huan Mei was restrained when facing Yun Xiao in the Demon Fighting City that day. This only means that Yun Xiao is too evil and the power of her soul is too powerful. It does not mean that her illusion skills are really unbearable.
One blow.
At this moment, in a small test, the second-grade God Emperor Yan Chong was seriously injured in an instant. He knew that if he did it again, his intelligence would be shattered into pieces and he would fall into eternal chaos.
"How brave!"
Seeing that he was already standing in front of Yan Chong, the demon woman was still trying to show off her cruelty. The anger of the white-clothed alien spirit was really extraordinary. As she shouted loudly, a terrifying aura swept out.
"What are you yelling about? Do you, old guy, think you can survive?"
Huan Mei rubbed her ears, turned back to look at the white-clothed alien with some dissatisfaction, and then waved her arms lightly, as if they had turned into thousands of arms, which was dazzling.
"No, it turns out to be a powerful third-grade divine emperor!"
This third-grade God Emperor from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest can only reach the middle level. He is not a local spiritual cultivator in the War Spirit Plains, and his understanding of Huanmei is only based on his induction just now.
No matter how strong the fighting power of the alien spirit is, in the case of a small difference, Huan Mei calculated mentally and unintentionally, and combined with the attack of the illusion, the white-clothed alien spirit was immediately overwhelmed and carried away.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard, and the palm of Huan Mei's right hand was accurately printed on the chest of the white-clothed alien spirit, knocking it over and turning it over. Its breath was also sluggish, and it was obvious that it was seriously injured.
"Walk!"
Now that he knew he was defeated, the white-clothed alien spirit immediately stopped wanting to fight. When he heard him shouting, he didn't even bother with Yan Chong, who was in a state of confusion. He ducked and was already dozens of feet away.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you running?"
Huan Mei smiled softly, and Zhao Zhicun, who was not far away, saw a shadow flashing, like a nimble sky fox, and in the blink of an eye, he was only a few feet away from the third-grade God Emperor.
"not good!"
Sensing the aura coming from behind, the alien spirit coming from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest secretly thought something was wrong.
He clearly knew that at least at this speed, he might not be a match for the powerful demon clan.
"That guy is finished!"
Seeing that Huan Mei had caught up with the third-grade divine emperor spirit in white, Zhao Zhicun was filled with emotion.
And when he turned his attention to a certain fiery figure, he felt that this was an excellent opportunity for him.
At this moment, Yan Chong's physical injuries were naturally much lighter than those of Zhao Zhicun, but his mental health was already hazy.
This was the sequelae caused by the impact of illusion. It was the discovery of this detail that gave Zhao Zhicun some more ideas.
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