Chapter: 837
Shocked and angry, Yinchi stared at Qingsongzi from a distance.
He didn't expect this guy to be so reckless, this whip had no meaning other than causing minor injuries to Yuanshi Tianzun, instead it woke him up.
If it was another opponent, Yin Chi would have done it himself, driving Yue Nu to attack.
But Yuanshi Tianzun is the God of Yeyou, and his Moon Slave can suppress him with his singing voice in the distance. If he is close, there is a high probability that he will be swallowed by the God of Yeyou, and he will never return.
Therefore, playing the flute is to delay the speed of Yuanshi Tianzun's rescue of the Yin Corpse, so that the friendly troops can stop it.
As a result, the situation was disrupted by a whip from Qingsongzi.
The prey had already broken free from the trap and fled into the deep mountains. Several hunters looked at each other in blank dismay, with hostility and vigilance secretly brewing.
Who will be the next prey?
There was silence for about two or three seconds, and everyone, at the same time, made a tacit movement��
They held down the waistband of their trousers.
They stared at each other with sharp eyes and resolute expressions, with a trace of awareness and heroism that would burn everything together.
"It's gone, it's gone, I don't have any points, so I can't fight anymore." The land lord waved his hand like chasing flies, "It's gone, it's gone."
Tianxiaguihuo, Qingsongzi, Yinchi, and Yuan Ting pressed the waist of their trousers and retreated slowly, just like an ancient warrior holding the handle of a knife.
Zhao Chenghuang clutched the shoulder of the Yin Corpse and backed away.
After drawing a long enough distance, all parties turned around one after another and went away at the fastest speed.
Behind Yuan Ting was a corpse without pants.
In the arena, the atmosphere is a little stiff.
The audience looked at the star players who were slowly retreating by pressing their waistbands, their minds were buzzing, picking up the crotch of the corpse and walking the bird? Threatened by belt?
How could the players do such a thing? Aren't they stars? Don't they want to lose face?
This is not the fight you want to see.
Why is the painting style so outrageous?
Can't help but remind people of an old stalk, whether this is a distortion of human nature or a moral decline, the stalk is a bit old, but it is very appropriate here.
At the elders' seat, the seven or eight elders present were silent at this moment.
One of them, Zhao, an elder of Taiyi sect, had twitching eyes and bulging veins on his forehead.
In the 20 years since the establishment of the group arena, there has never been a battle as humiliating as it is today. If this news gets out, where will the official face be put?
"This Yuanshi Tianzun."
An elder sighed heavily.
"Zhao Chenghuang, Tianxia Guihuo, Yin Chi, and Qingsongzi, they have four points left. Di Digong and Yuan Ting have seven points left, and Sun Miaomiao has ten points left."
In some ruins, Zhang Yuanqing sat against a wall, counting the enemy's points.
"According to the current situation, there are two possibilities for the next development. One: people with low scores covet those with high scores, and those with high scores don't trust those with low scores. At the same time, because the score has dropped below the safety line, everyone is on guard. , Their alliance is no longer strong, and there will be situations where they assassinate each other in order to plunder points. This kind of development is in my best interest." JrNovels.com
He didn't expect this guy to be so reckless, this whip had no meaning other than causing minor injuries to Yuanshi Tianzun, instead it woke him up.
If it was another opponent, Yin Chi would have done it himself, driving Yue Nu to attack.
But Yuanshi Tianzun is the God of Yeyou, and his Moon Slave can suppress him with his singing voice in the distance. If he is close, there is a high probability that he will be swallowed by the God of Yeyou, and he will never return.
Therefore, playing the flute is to delay the speed of Yuanshi Tianzun's rescue of the Yin Corpse, so that the friendly troops can stop it.
As a result, the situation was disrupted by a whip from Qingsongzi.
The prey had already broken free from the trap and fled into the deep mountains. Several hunters looked at each other in blank dismay, with hostility and vigilance secretly brewing.
Who will be the next prey?
There was silence for about two or three seconds, and everyone, at the same time, made a tacit movement��
They held down the waistband of their trousers.
They stared at each other with sharp eyes and resolute expressions, with a trace of awareness and heroism that would burn everything together.
"It's gone, it's gone, I don't have any points, so I can't fight anymore." The land lord waved his hand like chasing flies, "It's gone, it's gone."
Tianxiaguihuo, Qingsongzi, Yinchi, and Yuan Ting pressed the waist of their trousers and retreated slowly, just like an ancient warrior holding the handle of a knife.
Zhao Chenghuang clutched the shoulder of the Yin Corpse and backed away.
After drawing a long enough distance, all parties turned around one after another and went away at the fastest speed.
Behind Yuan Ting was a corpse without pants.
In the arena, the atmosphere is a little stiff.
The audience looked at the star players who were slowly retreating by pressing their waistbands, their minds were buzzing, picking up the crotch of the corpse and walking the bird? Threatened by belt?
How could the players do such a thing? Aren't they stars? Don't they want to lose face?
This is not the fight you want to see.
Why is the painting style so outrageous?
Can't help but remind people of an old stalk, whether this is a distortion of human nature or a moral decline, the stalk is a bit old, but it is very appropriate here.
At the elders' seat, the seven or eight elders present were silent at this moment.
One of them, Zhao, an elder of Taiyi sect, had twitching eyes and bulging veins on his forehead.
In the 20 years since the establishment of the group arena, there has never been a battle as humiliating as it is today. If this news gets out, where will the official face be put?
"This Yuanshi Tianzun."
An elder sighed heavily.
"Zhao Chenghuang, Tianxia Guihuo, Yin Chi, and Qingsongzi, they have four points left. Di Digong and Yuan Ting have seven points left, and Sun Miaomiao has ten points left."
In some ruins, Zhang Yuanqing sat against a wall, counting the enemy's points.
"According to the current situation, there are two possibilities for the next development. One: people with low scores covet those with high scores, and those with high scores don't trust those with low scores. At the same time, because the score has dropped below the safety line, everyone is on guard. , Their alliance is no longer strong, and there will be situations where they assassinate each other in order to plunder points. This kind of development is in my best interest." JrNovels.com
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