C578 You're Better than Me You're Worse than Me
C578 You're Better than Me You're Worse than Me
The Human Emperor Ji family was the first to break the rules. Then, they would be able to remain calm and wouldn't hand over the three Martial Saint. They wouldn't be able to fulfill the bet anymore, and there would be three peak Martial Saint in their account as well!
This kind of expert was basically the strongest expert in the five large continents. If all three of them were killed, then the Three-eyed Race would be able to make a huge profit!
Although young geniuses were precious, they would at most become a Venerable Martial Saint in the future. Furthermore, they would have to go through countless difficulties and obstacles. It was hard to say what would happen next. Even if so many of them died, their value would still be less than one-tenth of what the three men in front of them had.
"Is your skill higher?" The Martial Saint from the Ji family looked at the people from the Three-eyed Race who were gloating in front of him. With a frown on his face, he suddenly revealed a mocking smile, "That's right, but unfortunately, it seems like we are the ones with higher skills."
"What the Saint said is right. You bunch of old fogies will definitely make a fuss on the city wall. So, will you be foolish enough to walk into the trap for us?"
"Wrong, and it's a huge mistake!" The Ji family Martial Saint laughed in high spirits, "Don't you know that you are trying to lure the tiger out of the mountain? Don't you know that you are trying to lure the tiger out of the mountain? Don't you know that you are trying to trick the tiger out of the mountain?"
The Saint that the Martial Saint of Ji family referred to was, of course, Ji Chen. Ever since he acknowledged his ancestors, he had become the Saint of Ji family. As for the saintess of Ji family, she was naturally Ji Linlang.
"What did you say?" The Martial Immortal's facial expression suddenly changed, "Not good, let's go to the Black Jail!"
Time returned to the time it took to brew a cup of tea. Just as the three Martial Saint warriors of the Ji family were heading towards the tower, the Three-eyed Race had gathered all their forces on top of the tower.
The old beggar and Ji Chen had already sneaked into the Three-eyed Race. Furthermore, they had entered the Black Jail where the most important criminals were kept. The old beggar's strength was just too strong. With a thought, all the ordinary jailers were killed.
Soon, they arrived at the bottom level of the Black Jail. All of them were Martial Saint experts, and there were quite a number of them. Most of them were Martial Saint experts of the human race and demon race, and they were being tortured here.
Ji Chen knew that the Three-eyed Race must have set a trap for them. The three jailers on top of the tower had been replaced by fake ones, and the real Martial Saint of the Ji family must have been hidden in the Black Jail.
Sure enough, as soon as they arrived here, the two of them discovered that the three Martial Saint warriors of the Ji family were locked in three cages, hanging in the air. The other Martial Saint warriors were also locked in the cages, and their cultivation bases were sealed.
The high and mighty Martial Saint was locked up here like livestock, covered in wounds and scars. They were living a life worse than death.
"Who is it? How dare you sneak into the Black Jail of the Three-eyed Race? Do you not want to live anymore?"
The one guarding the last floor was naturally a Martial Saint, and he was a total of twenty-one Venerable Martial Saints. The leader of the group was a Martial Saint Layer 6, and he was the ruler of this Black Jail.
Although he was asking this question, it was actually just to distract the other party's attention. Almost at the first moment, he attacked. A black long spear was thrust towards the center of the old beggar's brows.
The strength of a Martial Saint Layer 6 was extremely terrifying, and the long spear in his hand was not ordinary either. It had a great origin, and it was a Martial Immortal Divine Weapon refined by a First Grade Venerable Martial Immortal.
Back then, he had rendered meritorious service by suppressing the Black Jail, which was why the Three-eyed Race's patriarch had bestowed this long spear to him. For millions of years, this long spear had drunk countless Martial Saint blood. Now, it was thrust out, and a terrifying murderous aura filled the sky.
"Hmph! A mere ant dares to challenge a Divine Dragon?! Don't know what you're talking about, you're courting your own death!"
The old beggar naturally wouldn't spoil him. He stretched out a finger just like that. The spear was like a fragile piece of skin, shattering inch by inch on the spot after being poked by the finger. It could be said to be like crushing dry weeds and breaking down at the first touch.
The Martial Saint leader opened his mouth wide, and couldn't help but want to spit out a f * cking Martial Immortal. This was a Martial Immortal divine weapon, and it wasn't a small piece of meat. Why was it broken so easily?
At this moment, he also reacted sharply. It wasn't because his magic treasure wasn't strong enough, nor was it hard enough. It was because the old man in front of him was just too strong, and he wasn't someone he could deal with at all.
Run!
Facing such a peerless expert, what else could he do? Even a perfect Martial Saint patriarch would probably only have one word to say: run. Thus, he turned around and turned into a ray of light, heading into the distance.
However, it was already too late. The old beggar was the strongest in the Martial Immortal realm. Since he had attacked, a mere Martial Saint wouldn't be able to escape from him. As a result, the old man exploded, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The remaining 20 Martial Saint had already formed a grand formation and merged with the phantom of an ancient devil. Its body was glowing with silver light, and three eyes grew out from its body. The power that erupted from it wasn't any weaker than that of the previous leader.
Normally, this kind of power was already sufficient, but now, even the stronger leader was killed in a single strike, let alone these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. What was the point of fighting? Run!
Of course, they didn't have the chance either. The old beggar violently shook his sleeve, and the silver ancient god was destroyed without any resistance. It turned into spiritual light that filled the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into thin air.
The twenty Martial Saint screamed in unison, blood was spurting out from their seven apertures. Wherever the old beggar's sleeve passed, the twenty Martial Saint exploded, turning into a cloud of smoke, and they were all dead.
These two attacks seemed to be very complicated, but in fact, in just a split second, the hundreds of Martial Saint imprisoned in the deepest part of the Black Jail were all attracted by it, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.
These Martial Saint humans, Martial Saint demons, and even those from the other races revealed their desire for freedom. It seemed like they would be able to escape today, and all of them began to ask for help. They wanted to leave this dark hell on earth.
"Are you all going to save them?" The old beggar waved his hand and rescued the three men from the Ji family. The cage was made of strange metal and was mixed with countless runes, but it couldn't block his attack.
He struck the three men three times in a row. The runes that suppressed the spiritual energy were all torn apart. Not only did the three of them regain control of the spiritual energy and their bodies, but they were also nourished by the old beggar's pure energy.
Each of their injuries had recovered a lot. Although they were still seriously injured, they had the strength to protect themselves. Each of them bowed to the old beggar. They were very grateful and optimistic to Ji Chen, the most outstanding junior of their generation.
Ji Chen looked at the numerous Martial Saint who were looking forward to it and smiled. "Old ancestor, we are all good people who are willing to help others. We can't bear to see others suffer. We are full of positive energy! Of course, we have to save all of them!"
The old beggar nodded. He didn't even ask why. The power of the Martial Immortal was rumbling. All the shackles and cages had collapsed. These people's cultivation base had also recovered quickly. Each of them was crying with joy.
First, they thanked the old beggar crazily. Then, their faces were filled with hatred. That was the hatred they had for the Three-eyed Race, and it could be said that it was engraved in their hearts.
"Damn those people from the Three-eyed Race. They seem to be respectful to the Devil Clan, but they actually dared to capture me behind my back. I will definitely eat all of them!"
"Supreme Heavenly Sovereign! The old Daoist expressed his gratitude to Ji Martial Immortal for saving him. He would never forget his great kindness. Now, let us be his pawns! "
"Kill our way out! Damn it! I have been tortured for five million years, and now I am finally going to vent my anger! All the scumbags of Three-eyed Race deserve to die! I want revenge!"
"Revenge, revenge! Kill, kill, kill!"
The few hundred Venerable Martial Saints at the bottom level of the Black Jail were about to go crazy. They charged upwards and released all the prisoners along the way, causing a huge earthquake in the Black Jail!
Just as the Three Eyed Martial Immortals and the Three-eyed Race Elder rushed towards the direction of the Black Jail, the Black Jail erupted. A few hundred Martial Saint warriors who had regained their freedom rushed towards the Black Jail with a large group of crazy prisoners.
When these people attacked together, the entire Three-eyed Race was turned upside down. Buildings were turned into rubble in an instant, and everywhere they passed was devastated. All the people of the Three-eyed Race who were dragged into the fight were killed.
"What are you still looking at there for? Why aren't you leaving yet!"
The voice of the Ji family's old Martial Immortal was heard. A spatial passageway appeared on top of the city wall. The three Martial Saint warriors exchanged a glance and happily stepped into the passageway.
The Three-eyed Race had caused a disaster on the Desolate Wall, so how could they have the energy to care about them? Furthermore, this passageway was created by the old Martial Immortal of the Ji family, no ordinary people could stop it.
Therefore, these three men walked out safely. This was also the plan that Ji Chen had planned beforehand. They would help each other attract the attention of the enemy. Now that the plan had succeeded, it was indeed Ji Chen who had a higher level of skill.
The people of the Three-eyed Race were about to go crazy. Those prisoners were the most ruthless. For example, the dozen Martial Saint of the Devil Clan had opened their mouths wide and started devouring the elite warriors of the Three-eyed Race.
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The old beggar was also mixed in with the crowd. The moment he attacked, the sky and earth changed color. He easily led Ji Chen out of the encirclement, and even killed the backbone of a late Martial Saint.
After that, they left the territory of the Three-eyed Race and met up with the experts of the Ji family. The battle was a success, and the impact had just begun. The crisis of the Three-eyed Race had arrived.
One should know that the Three-eyed Race was located at the center of the storm. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at them. All of a sudden, so many prisoners appeared in front of these bystanders.
A Martial Saint from the Devil Clan said in surprise, "Isn't that Big Boss Ox-Head? I thought that he had already fallen in the Divine Ruins, but I didn't expect him to become a captive of the Three-eyed Race!"
"Dammit! My great-grandfather was also captured by the Three-eyed Race. You are merely three-eyed monsters. How dare you treat the mighty Devil Clan like this? Do you want to die?!" A Martial Saint from the Devil Clan roared furiously.
The patriarch of the Sacred Descendant Tribe was watching from afar, trying to cheer the Three-eyed Race on. However, when he saw the dozen miserable Martial Saint from the Protoss, he immediately became angry.
"Three-eyed Race, you have to give me an explanation today! Or else, the Protoss will turn your Three-eyed Race into the past today!"
As the top races in the Heavens, the Protoss and Devil Clan were all furious. Apart from them, the humans and demons were even more furious. They all shouted at the Three-eyed Race at the same time.
On the human side, Great Dao Holy Land, Sun Holy Land, the Holy Land of Great Yin, Jade Holy Land, Sagittarius Holy Land and Great Derivation Holy Land, including the Longevity Wang family and Beitang family, all stood out and pointed their spearheads at the Three-eyed Race.