"You three, kneel down and beg for mercy. For the sake of your fellow cultivators, the Sword Immortal Clan may consider sparing your lives!"
At this time, the sword immortal from the tenth prince's camp looked down at the three sword immortals.
As for the other licking dog, he is not considered a human being at all.
"That's right, kneel down now, you three have another chance to live!"
"Although the lowest value of the soul ball will bring the three of you to the verge of death, I know that with your strength, you won't die completely!"
"Kneel down, declare your surrender, and declare to be the slaves of my Sword Immortal Clan. The Sword Immortal Clan will spare your lives!"
The other swordsman also smiled contemptuously.
"Haha, you three idiots didn't expect that the tenth prince could really inherit the throne!"
"If you had entered the tenth prince's camp as soon as possible, you would be very excited now!"
"The tenth prince will become the emperor. From now on, if the Ye Gui Civilization and the Sword Immortal Clan become the royal family, the other cultivating sects will also have great power, and those huge soul powers will also make our power skyrocket!"
"And what about you?"
"You are so stupid that you gave up your great future with your own hands."
"As a royal family, the Sword Immortal can be merciful once and allow you to live. But as the price of being a traitor, the three of you must survive as slaves after you come back!"
The other sword immortals also laughed at each other's words.
Rather than killing them directly, treating them in this humiliating way will make the Sword Immortals feel happier.
Not many races dare to openly reject the Sword Immortal Clan, especially the cultivators they have always looked down upon!
Being able to trample these three strong bones under your feet is a hundred times more satisfying than killing them.
"You... are too arrogant!"
"The tenth prince has not yet proclaimed himself emperor, and there are many princes who will come later."
"It's too early for you to be happy."
The dog-licker cursed with trembling fingers.
In fact, although dog lickers are cowardly, they are not stupid.
This licking dog already knew that his destiny was to die, so he completely released himself today.
Either way, death is inevitable, scolding anyone you see, biting someone you see, this is also a kind of life.
"Humph, do you three really want to be with a licking dog all the time?"
The sword fairy sneered disdainfully.
"Now, give you one last chance!"
"The three of you kneel down and curse three times, 'The Eleventh Prince is a beast'. We can spare you."
The sword fairy standing at the front was already a little impatient.
Within the barrier, the tenth prince closed his eyes to recuperate, and the eleventh prince had already walked under the Ghost King tree.
Compared with the tenth prince, the eleventh prince is simply a joke.
Nine princes have died so far, and the few remaining miscellaneous fish are all trembling!
The twelfth prince was sitting on the dragon chair, almost crying.
When facing death, the so-called princes are nothing more than a group of spineless cowards.
"A cultivator would rather die than be a slave!"
After a few breaths, the white-haired cultivator slowly raised his eyelids.
He did not look at the Sword Immortal Clan, nor did he refute.
His words were also very indifferent, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
The other two cultivators remained silent.
At this point, it no longer makes any sense to use words to ridicule the other person.
The score of 9125 has never appeared in the history of the Yegui clan.
If there were no accidents, the same would not happen in future history.
The tenth prince proclaimed himself emperor and the eleventh prince's defeat was a foregone conclusion.
There is no need for the three of them to ask for trouble.
When they first decided to form a force, they were already determined to die.
The eyes of these three people were just staring at the eleventh prince from a distance.
After the examination of the eleventh prince is over, the civilization of cultivation has become the last song of the Ye Gui clan.
As for the arrogance of the Sword Immortal Clan, it has nothing to do with them.
It is the ability of the tenth prince to control the imperial power.
It is also the fate of these sword immortals to follow the chickens and dogs to heaven.
"Don't worry, three seniors, we will die together!"
The dog lickers also gritted their teeth fiercely.
…
In the distance, the races from other camps sighed.
To be honest, three cultivators and one dog-licking tribe still gave people some emotion.
That kind of courage in the face of life and death, which is indifferent to the wind and clouds, is simply impossible for most people.
Many people even admire these cultivators.
At least, they are resisting and dare to resist.
The group of dog-lickers kneeling on the ground also stared blankly at the cultivator camp.
There, there is the only hero of the dog-licking tribe.
If you don't want to survive, who would be willing to kneel and lick you all the time?
call!
A gust of wind blew in the sky.
The strong wind ruffled their hair, and the three cultivators had expressionless faces, with a sad aura permeating their bodies.
They are proud and lonely.
"Hmph, you are so shameless, you three idiots!"
"It's unknown whether the Eleventh Prince can light up 3,000 Ghost Emperor leaves as a fearless beast."
"Since you insist on seeking death, I will help you soon!"
The sword fairies gnashed their teeth one after another.
As soon as they were promoted to the royal family, they were openly contradicted by cultivators, which made them extremely angry.
…
Within the boundary.
The aftermath of the tenth prince is still shocking the other princes.
The remaining princes were already weak, and as they watched the princes die one by one, the fear they endured was beyond description in words.
The twelfth prince has no fighting spirit at all.
He couldn't help but tremble on the Ghost Emperor's dragon chair.
As for the eleventh prince, no one cared about him at all.
Anyway, he had no chance of winning.
"Do your best!"
The Eleventh Prince walked to the Ghost King Tree.
Maybe the results of the tenth prince were too shocking, and the eleventh prince felt like he had accepted his fate.
Of course, as a prince, he also has his own pride.
Even if you can't achieve the terrifying score of over 9,000 as the Tenth Prince, you can't lose too badly.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The eleventh prince squeezed the magic formula with his hands, and blazing flames blasted out from his dantian like crazy.
Although his strength is only rank five, he currently controls half of Zhao Chu's Dantian.
You must know that Zhao Chu's strength cannot be calculated based on common sense.
Moreover, the tenth prince is already fighting for his life, and he has exerted 120% of his strength.
Immediately, the deafening bombardment fell, and the terrifying air waves in the aftermath also swept away into the distance.
The eleventh prince did not inherit Zhao Chu's magical powers and secret techniques. He just bombarded the Ghost Emperor Tree hysterically with his most original true energy.
The wind is raging.
Space fragmented.
Even the tenth prince, who was recovering from his injuries in the distance, opened his eyes slightly, and even looked a little surprised.
The eleventh prince is still weak.
But his strength is very weird. He has simply exerted power that is impossible to display at this level.
…
1258!
2354!
3125!
3256!
…
The eleventh prince's grades are constantly rising, and the speed is not slow.
At this time, he also attracted the attention of the other princes.
No one expected that the inconspicuous Eleventh Prince would be bombarded like a violent storm at a terrifyingly fast speed.
"Fortunately, this guy's time to seize the body was short, otherwise in a hundred years, it will be really unknown who will win and who will lose!"
After observing for a while, the tenth prince murmured to himself.
He was even slightly scared.
As the body of a practitioner, the Tenth Prince is most aware of the terrifying foundation.
In terms of foundation, the host body taken by the Eleventh Prince is definitely the best that the Tenth Prince has ever seen.
This foundation is more than twice as strong as his own.
Outside the boundary.
Countless leaf ghosts were also a little surprised.
It is obvious to all that the eleventh prince is weak, and people have even concluded that the eleventh prince is the weakest one.
Just now, the sword fairy said that the eleventh prince could not break through the 3000 score, and it was not groundless.
Judging by the realm, the level of the Eleventh Prince is really around 3,000.
But in just a few minutes, the Eleventh Prince not only broke through 3,000, but his score even soared, and is currently climbing towards 4,000!
Looking at the condition of the eleventh prince, there seemed to be no signs of exhaustion or serious injury.
"The foundation of the eleventh prince's body is very deep, deeper than we imagined!"
Cultivators know the Eleventh Prince best.
The three of them looked at each other, with some surprise in their pupils.
The Ghost King Tree has backlash, and this kind of wind and rain-like bombardment tests the foundation the most.
But the eleventh prince's expression remained unchanged, and he had no explanation other than his deep foundation.
"It's a pity that the battle to seize the emperor started too hastily and did not leave enough time for the eleventh prince to grow up."
"Perhaps this is fate, and there is nothing anyone can do about it!"
"If there is another 100 years, the eleventh prince may be able to surpass the tenth prince!"
The three cultivators sighed for a while.
They are all hosts that can grow, and the eleventh prince’s host is obviously deeper than the tenth prince’s.
"Humph, at this point, why are you still talking nonsense?"
The people of the Sword Immortal Clan were actually briefly shocked.
But then, they all laughed.
The eleventh prince is ill-fated, who can you blame?
…
Within the boundary.
The twelfth prince was trembling more and more violently.
He could see that the Eleventh Prince would soon be at the end of his strength.
After all, the level is too low.
Next, it will be his turn.
Death where the soul is drained is really painful.
The Thirteenth Prince was shaking so hard that he couldn't stand still.
After the death of the twelfth prince, it will be his turn next.
"With your cultivation level, a score of 4000 is the limit."
The tenth prince shook his head gently.
Perhaps, the eleventh prince will be his fierce rival in a hundred years.
But there is no possibility.
Today, he is still too weak.
Weak and scary.
…
"Zhao Chu, prepare to peel off the curse of the Ghost King Tree, and try to peel it off as completely as possible. I'm afraid there will be an accident if the curse is destroyed."
"This kid is about to run out of steam, and our chance is here."
Xiao Jingang's tone was solemn.
"Well, no problem!"
Zhao Chu was also more nervous than ever before.
The curse of the Ghost King Tree is a complete energy, similar to a living creature.
But think of it as a dark fish.
To completely strip away the curse is equivalent to catching a fish.
Not that easy.
By this time, the Eleventh Prince was nothing to worry about.
But Zhao Chu had to be afraid of the Ghost King Tree.