"Are you provoking me?"
The cold voice spoke again.
Red Dragon is still floating in mid-air, confused and uncertain, with fear in his eyes.
What kind of fisherman is this?
This hidden person can drain the water and catch fish!
At this level, has Human Race been used?
Specifically to trap and kill them?
How insidious!
Even Demon God can't react!
"Junior doesn't dare, but he does not Entering the Ninth Awakening."
"If senior is dissatisfied, how about junior guaranteeing that he will not take action again in this battle?"
"To express my apology, this Taotie's Demon Core, Demon Crystal, Divine Beast Blood Vein..."
"Juniors don't want it!"
Yu Mo acted very sensible.
"Hmph!"
In the void, a cold snort sounded, but he did not continue to speak.
Red Dragon is floating in mid-air, a little limp.
"Go get it!"
After about a few seconds, the voice sounded again, but this time it was addressed to Red Dragon.
"Thank you... Thank you father..."
"Thank you Demon God."
The panicked Red Dragon King spoke subconsciously, but soon realized something was wrong and decisively changed his words. Then he looked at Confucian Scholar vigilantly, carefully landed in the distance, rolled up Demon Core, Demon Crystal of Taotie, and a ball of blood, and then flew into the air as if running away.
"Confucian Scholar, come back."
Yu Mo looked at this scene expressionlessly.
But Confucian Scholar didn't move, just looked up at the sky.
Yu Mo The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Could this big brother suddenly want to appreciate the beautiful scenery of 'Immortal Realm' at such a critical moment?
"Confucian Scholar!"
Yu Mo coughed slightly and spoke again.
Confucian Scholar came back to his senses, his face looked a little confused, and he still glanced in the air from time to time, but fortunately, he returned to Yu Mo.
"What's wrong..."
Yu Mo lowered his head, as light as a mosquito.
"Something looks familiar."
"A very strange feeling."
"I seem to..."
"Blowed its head off..."
"But I don't know it. It should be dead."
"Why didn't you die..."
Confucian Scholar's head hurt again, so he sat on the ground covering his head and kept saying incomprehensible words.
Yu Mo patted Confucian Scholar's shoulder gently, without saying anything, just sighed softly, then raised his head and looked into the void.
"Dead..."
"Resurrection..."
"What exactly happened back then..."
"With these Demon God's tempers, it's impossible to expose this matter so easily, unless it also recognizes you."
Yu Mo frowned slightly, put a hand on the bridge of his nose, and rubbed it gently.
"I just want to be laid off as soon as possible."
"Why..."
"Looks like I have to work overtime again."
At this time, Yu Mo's eyes were full of uncontrollable fatigue. He sighed softly and sat upright on Wheelchair again, but his expression had returned to calmness.
Deep Mountain fought and killed another God Race Clan Leader.
Twelve God Clans, in just a few days, four Clan Chief have fallen.
Even if Demon Domain wins this battle in the end, it won't be the so-called... perfect victory in Eight-Tailed Fox's heart.
Zhong Yushu is still sitting in the void, and Karmic Fire has been eliminated from his body.
Wisps of special 'qi' spread from the soldiers and merged into his body.
Wisps of 'qi' dispersed from his body and fed back to the soldiers.
After a while, Zhong Yushu slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was still a little pale, it was much better than before.
His expression was still cold, he stood up, holding Spear, and pointed the tip of the gun directly at the location of Red Dragon in the void!
"Fight again!"
There is still endless fighting spirit and murderous intent!
In other words, this fighting spirit has never retreated.
But at this time, Red Dragon belongs to the other extreme. It is floating in the air, its face is extremely ugly, and it has no fighting spirit.
But if we withdraw now, we will face the wrath of Eight-Tailed Fox.
Things have happened several times at its hands, and the other Clan Chiefs have pushed the boat along, adding insult to injury and making things difficult for themselves.
However, there are still benefits to this battle.
At least...
If you swallow Taotie's Demon Core, essence and blood, your strength will rise to another level.
But there are descendants of the Taotie Tribe below.
Seeing the fall of their own Old Ancestor, these guys acted like crazy and kept charging at Human Race.
Red Dragon's eyes moved slightly.
The next moment, it slowly spoke, "Zhong Yushu, if it weren't for your insidiousness Human Race, I would be a corpse now..."
"Heh."
Zhong Yushu sneered, "Then continue!"
As he spoke, he rose into the sky again and rushed towards Red Dragon.
Looking at Zhong Yushu, Red Dragon gives me a headache.
Why is this person so stubborn? Can't we just have a chat before we fight?
Don't say anything, just fight.
"Zhong, please listen carefully."
"This time, I can give you a great victory."
"I will secretly order Red Dragon Tribe to fake a war and work with you to trap and kill Taotie Tribe."
"All profits, 50-50!"
"However, there are some informants in my vassal tribe that need to be eliminated."
"In this battle, you defend Deep Mountain, and I will take the credit!"
"But in the end you have to cooperate with me to create the illusion that I am victorious."
Red Dragon grabbed the Spear of Zhong Yushu with its huge claws, lowered his voice and spoke very fast.
Zhong Yushu was a little surprised, or he was a little confused at this moment. He subconsciously raised his head and looked into Red Dragon's eyes.
I have been guarding Demon-Suppressing Pass for decades and have never met such a talent.
Unexpectedly, after watching Deep Mountain for a few days, I met him.
This is the first time I've seen this kind of request...
Trick teammates into match-fixing, get merit points, and be greedy Demon Core.
Thinking about it this way, Red Dragon's move seems really reasonable.
I guess Eight-Tailed Fox never dreamed that the Merit System he created would be used by the people below... right?
That's the life of an entire tribe.
"Taotie Clan can't kill them all. If the queen is cut off, Demon God will be angry even if he doesn't care about race."
"Those who have passed Sixth Level will be slaughtered because their intelligence is too high."
"Those at a lower level can stay."
"When the time comes, I will pretend to be Demon Core and be snatched back by you."
"Do it or not!"
Red Dragon flapped its wings, and strong winds blew up, sweeping Spear out of Zhong Yushu's hand, and Flame swept it away.