455: C455 Core of the Sea of Death(10)

C455 Core of the Sea of Death(10)

The three commanders' faces darkened when they saw that there was no activity for a long time inside the thousand meter deep pit.

He wanted to go over and take a look at the situation, but he was afraid that the young human cultivator would suddenly make a move, so the atmosphere instantly became awkward and the drop of a pin could be heard.

They were all scared by Human Youth, but this situation didn't last long.

"Cough, cough, cough, that 'King Wu' or 'King Wu', don't play dead. Hurry up and get up. This time, I will use my personal word to not try any more devious tricks." Li Jun said shamelessly.

He knew he had said the wrong thing just now. However, he didn't have the time to explain it in the big battle. Since it had been exposed, why not be like a bachelor and show his full strength to crush Siren who was ready to make a move?

Furthermore, he had to admit that the Genuine Tyrant Stage, Middle Period Cultivator, had a couple of laws supporting his body, which was indeed incomparably strong.

Maybe it could even be compared to real body refining half step undying golden body?

He still hadn't reached that level yet.

Thinking to this point, he had no choice but to use "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", and use a clean method to deter the masses.

After a few more breaths' time, only then did some movement start to appear in the deep hole.

King Dark Nether, who was bare-chested, had his chest caved in by two inches. A clear handprint could be seen on his chest, making him look extremely eye-catching.

His breathing was a little disordered, his right hand holding onto his left shoulder. His breathing was heavy, and his face was pale and powerless.

He hastily took out a few bottles of healing pill and stuffed them into his mouth.

Lee Er's Power of Spirit Senses, on the other hand, could clearly see that these pill were only mid to mid fifth or sixth grade pill, and they were even being consumed by a demon king with Genuine Tyrant Stage as a healing panacea.

He could not bear to watch and directly threw out three bottles of Grade Eight Healing pill.

"Hurry up and heal your wounds. In at most an incense's time, how can we beat you up again? We broke the rules and were even. Don't play any tricks," Lee said shamelessly.

However, in the ears of Siren, they all quivered.

King Dark Nether, who just caught the pill bottle, almost fell to the ground.

You're f * cking injured, and you directly used the body tempering cultivation technique. Your injuries were only healed by half in the blink of an eye, and now that I'm f * cking injured, I still have to use all my strength on my medicine and accompany your little ancestor in fighting.

In this world, there was no justice, no king's law. These were the words that Old Wu wanted to shout out the most in his heart.

But before it reached its mouth, it hastily changed its words: "Lord Messenger of God, I still won't use your pill. Can we stop here?"

Seeing King Dark Nether, who looked like he was about to cry, the people within the Tianyu Mystic Realm immediately exploded and laughed loudly.

"This old black fish is really unlucky. He stood up for his subordinate, but not only did he not catch a good fish, he was even forced into a corner by his boss. It's really amazing," Heng Jian's unsuitable laughter rang out again.

"Plop!" A big slap landed on his head. I told you not to interrupt, do you believe that I won't beat you up? Yu Baobao raised his hand and said with his jade-like fist.

"How can that be? Old Wu, don't be so stingy, didn't you also do the same to me? "It's only now that we're even. Come, come, come. Everyone, continue …" Lee Er kept on nagging.

However, in the eyes of Siren and the others, how could they see through his promise? If he said he wouldn't use it, then … Dragon Clan technique, his abnormal body, and his abnormal recovery ability. If he didn't have a killing move, he would have been killed in one blow.

if he really could take this Heavy Wheel Stage cultivator, then there was nothing else he could say.

Just as King Dark Nether was at his wit's end, Siren, the crab, stood up straight and scolded, "Human Cultivators, one demon does things, one demon does things, isn't it because I attacked you? "This commander's demon head is here. If you have the guts, come and take it. If you frown, then …"

His main goal was to gather information and test his combat strength. If he was really impulsive and killed the demonic cultivator that had transformed into a giant crab, wouldn't that disrupt all his plans?

"Hehe, this Old Wu is right. I am not such a petty person. Isn't it just a spar?" Seeing those that are capable, if you want to live or die, you will have no future. However, I am not Divine Dragon Ambassador in your eyes, but Human Clan, "Lee Er laughed and said.

He was not worried about being surrounded at all.2

Group fighting? The thing that I am least afraid of is a group fight. As long as they couldn't instantly kill them, they still had some means of survival.

"Since this is just a misunderstanding, there is no need for us to have any deep hatred between our Siren Clan and the human cultivators. Everyone should sit down and chat, drink tea, and make friends. Isn't that better? Why fight and kill?" Commander Xue Feng stood up and said as a peacemaker.

After all, he was the one who brought the person back. If they were to really cause a ruckus, regardless of victory or defeat, he would be the first one to be unlucky.

"That's not a problem. I didn't come here to cause trouble, but to ask for directions," Lee Er said faintly.

"That's good, that's good, what's your name, little brother?" King Dark Nether asked while opening the pill bottle that someone had previously given him.

When he saw that it actually contained the essence of a pill, its luster was colorful, and the rich fragrance of the pill made him, who was already severely injured, swallow his saliva. He immediately took one of each bottles.

The moment it entered his mouth, the energy surged through his body through his bones and flesh. This energy was quickly healing the wounds under the guidance of the cultivation level.

Looking at the King who had taken a few pill in extreme excitement, Siren could tell that these were definitely extraordinary pill as well.

However, at this moment, he was standing in place without moving. The palm print on his black chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, it only recovered thirty percent of his strength. This caused the three commanders to be stunned.

With Pluto's cultivation level receiving such an injury, it could be said that it would be difficult to recover in less than half a year. Moreover, it was under the condition of consuming Heavenly and Earthly Treasures and a fifth or sixth grade pill.

But in front of his eyes, this Human Youth had given him three bottles of pill and only took one pellet from each bottle. His injuries had actually recovered thirty percent.

"Oh, that Old Wu, don't stop. You will need to take at least five pills per bottle to fully recover. If you are unwilling, then I will have to take them back," Lee Er said while laughing.

However, he was thinking to himself, so the Siren Clan is so poor, even the King only used a sixth grade pill.

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