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Chapter 1107 Sixteen Helpers

"Get out of here!"

These people are only at the fifth or sixth level of Yuyin Realm. It is really easy to kill them. However, Yuan Zun is not that free. The life and death of these people has nothing to do with him. As long as they do not hinder him, he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

.

But if there is anyone who is not discerning, Yuan Zun will let him understand the principles of life.

"Kaka"

He broke the last sixth-grade imperial weapon, and the spirit of the weapon entered his body. The jade color of the diamond glazed body was also undergoing amazing changes, just like the mottled color, shining with the color of colorful glazed. Fortunately, this color only surrounded

His body shows it, not under the skin, so it doesn't look weird!

It is this colorful glazed color that makes everyone feel a threat, and even creates fear and panic in their hearts. Under the seemingly colorful and soft luster, it does contain a more powerful defensive force than before.

!

Now Yuan Zun, even if he stands still, a seventh-grade Xiao Yuan Yuan holding a sixth-grade imperial weapon cannot hurt him!

It's so hard!

The warriors from Jiuyin Mountain were originally assigned, but now they saw with their own eyes that eight of the Nine Mountain Lords had died on the spot. Their hearts were filled with coldness, knowing that there would be no more Jiuyin Mountain in the future, and they would have to wait for death if they stayed here.

Everyone looked at each other, and like the locusts in the sky, they turned into streams of light and left, while the huge Jiuyin Mountain turned into an empty existence.

Looking around, there is no one there!

"Sure enough, they are a group of guys who are afraid of death!" Yuan Zun curled his lips, knowing that fate is more important than fate. They saw that they were no match for them, so they could only flee in a hurry, with a sense of greed for life and fear of death.

"Shua"

As soon as Yuan Zun murmured, sixteen powerful star fluctuations suddenly appeared in Jiuyin Mountain. Together with the Eighth Mountain Master, a total of seven levels of Yuyin Realm were achieved!

"Seventeen seventh-level Yuyin realms!"

He licked the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel any shock, just a little amused. Now that he has successfully completed the Vajra Glaze Body, even if he doesn't use martial arts, these seventh-grade Yuyin Realm small perfections are all in his eyes.

It's scum!

On the 17th, the stream of light rose into the sky. The Eight Mountain Lords stood on the edge and scanned the Jiuyin Mountain. They found that there was no one here. Even the star fluctuations coming from the other eight mountain owners had completely disappeared.

Already.

In other words, they have fallen...

Thinking of this, Lord Eight Mountains felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He never expected that during the short period of time he left, they could not hold on. Not only was Yuan Zun in front of him uninjured, but his aura became even stronger than before.

Stronger.

"Evil spirit?"

The seventeen people were stunned, feeling the evil energy erupting from Yuan Zun's body, and were secretly surprised. After all, they had never seen a warrior who could use evil energy, and this was the first time.

Moreover, they had already heard some things from the Eighth Mountain Lord on the way here. A man who could casually let the Lord of the Mountains fall was not easy to deal with.

Fortunately, they are born in numbers, so if they come together, they might still have a chance.

However, the eight mountain masters also died in this place. No one can say what their chances of winning are.

"Master Eight Mountains, you come here to feign an attack. Let's attack together and catch him off guard!" One of them squinted and held a black folding fan. Although there was wind in the air, he still shook it slightly a few times and said calmly.

The Eighth Mountain Lord was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

These people are all helpers he invited. If he doesn't feint, why should he let others do it?

To put it bluntly, it is called a feint attack. The timing is because they want to see how strong Yuan Zun is and whether they can fight him!

The Lord of the Eight Mountains bit the bullet and charged at Yuan Zun again. He could not forget the scene when he was kicked in the crotch by Yuan Zun. He was always afraid.

As soon as Yuan Zun raised his feet, he trembled with fright and hurriedly crossed his hands and held his crotch.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Zun kicked him in the chest. The powerful force directly caused the Eighth Mountain Master's chest to dent, and he spat out a mouthful of turbid blood with fragments of internal organs in his mouth.

The aura on his body suddenly withered, as if a torch had been dropped into the water, and only bursts of star energy flowed from his body into the air.

Before the Eighth Mountain Lord died, there was a thought in his mind. Yuan Zun was stronger than when he left Jiuyin Mountain! This was just a short time of burning incense...

"boom"

Yuan Zun struck out with his palm, and although he did not use any martial arts, he still hit the Eight Mountain Lord with a powerful energy, making him fall faster again, and a burst of dust exploded in the rubble.

He fell so easily, from beginning to end, without even uttering a word.

The warrior holding the black folding fan and the other fifteen people were completely stunned. Although they heard that Yuan Zun was not an ordinary person, and they also knew that Jiuyin Mountain was turned upside down by him, but this one kicked eight people.

What happened when the mountain lord went to see the King of Hell?

"Come on, you losers!"

Yuan Zun tilted his head and looked at the sixteen people, his face became colder and colder, and it could even be said that he showed no fear. Obviously, he was very confident in himself.

Not to mention sixteen seventh-grade Yuyin Realm, even if there are sixty, he will not take it seriously! Now, maybe only the eighth-grade Yuyin Realm is qualified to fight with him!

"No, no, no, this brother!" The seventh-grade Yin Realm holding a black folding fan narrowed his eyes, smiled and shook his head: "What can you say? Although we are his Qinglai's helpers, we dare not

I rashly attack you!"

Fifteen people echoed and smiled.

Jiuyin Mountain has sunk to the bottom! The nine mountain masters have all fallen, and all the tens of thousands of warriors have fled. If they foolishly start a fight with Yuan Zun, what is the benefit? What is it for?

"I would like to take the liberty of asking you what grudge this little brother has against Jiuyin Mountain? Why do you want to kill all the nine mountain masters before you give up?"

Yuan Zun snorted coldly and said calmly: "If they obediently hand over the imperial weapon in their hands and let me use the teleportation formation, I will certainly not kill innocent people indiscriminately. It's a pity that the nine of them overestimated themselves and wanted to beat me.

The two women behind you deserve nothing more than to die."

The sixteen people looked at each other in disbelief, secretly feeling that the Nine Mountain Masters did not deserve it, and their death was so miserable.

"Then, what does this little brother want to do in the Central Territory? It is very dangerous. Except for certain times every year, men cannot enter at all!"

"The leader of the Southern Wilderness Clan is only in the eighth-level Yuyin Realm. I want to go, can he stop me?"

It has to be said that Yuan Zun now has an absolute sense of arrogance. I am afraid that in the entire Southern Wilderness world, only the patriarch of the Southern Wilderness tribe can compete with him. Yuan Zun is naturally not afraid!

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