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When the spectators saw this scene, they were even more shocked. This was because no one knew what was going on with the Superstrong and they even thought that they were risking their lives for the peace of the central region. They wanted to perish together with the Nether Emperor.

It was not the fault of the crowd that they did not know where the black rune had come from. The seven of them did not mention anything about the results of their solo victory. As a result, there were basically no traces left behind.

Nether Emperor spat out three mouthfuls of blood, but others did not know that he had already understood. From the moment he had entered the formation, he had been planned by someone, who had tricked him into entering the formation first, then ordered the seven of them to ambush him outside. Finally, he had used the seven of them to explode and unleash a large amount of power.

In this series of tactics, every step was determined and ruthless, making it impossible to guard against.

Nether Emperor raised his head, as he looked coldly at the people from the central border, and said sinisterly: "Who is it? Who is harming me? "

The people of the central region could not understand. What did someone want to harm him? He had obviously seized the array and entered the array himself. Even if the array was wrong, everything that had happened after that had been done by the seven great experts. Now that they were all dead, who else could it be?

Let alone the others, even Lan Er had a face of shock when he saw those people self-destruct, "Pavilion Master, what happened here?"

"That's what you saw." Shangguan Li opened his mouth, his voice still as indifferent as before.

"You wanted to harm them long ago?"

"These people will only be able to block the way if they live. It would be much more peaceful if they die." Shangguan Li said coldly, he did not feel the sense of guilt.

At this time, the people of the central region were ready to make a move, because the Nether Emperor was extremely weak, and the divine artifact was just standing there, anyone who could step forward could easily get their hands on it.

Therefore, those experts from the Central Region with Transcendence Stage and Transcendence Stage moved out. Over a hundred people surrounded Nether Emperor, and although it looked like they were going to deal with him, they were actually all looking at the divine tools at the side.

The Little Marten squinted and was about to move forward.

At that moment, a sound transmission reached the secret guard's ears. The guard held onto the Little Marten and said, "King of Beasts, wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?" The Little Marten looked puzzled.

"Just listen to me once, the pavilion master will let you do the same here." The hidden guard brought out Shangguan Li.

When the Little Marten heard Shangguan Li's name, there was indeed less impatience in her eyes. She asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"Yes, Pavilion Master has always been cautious when doing things."

"Big Sister Ah Li must be right." As the Little Marten spoke, it no longer thought about going forward.

Qin Shishi, who was at the side, asked curiously: "This is the person you're talking about?"

The Little Marten did not answer, but looked carefully at the battlefield in the distance.

Qin Shishi awkwardly coughed and looked over.

Facing the encirclement, Nether Emperor sneered: Even you ants dare to attack me? "He's really overestimating himself."

He stood up again. The scary thing about this man was that he was obviously very weak, but his strength didn't seem to have increased by much. When he stood up and released all of his power, the people of the Central Region looked at each other, feeling that he was a hard nut to crack.

The guard took a deep breath and said, "You are indeed an old witch from a thousand years ago. Your strength is truly terrifying. I heard that you have only recovered fifty percent of your original strength."

"Right, 50%." The Little Marten nodded, he could feel it.

"If it's already recovered, then how scary would it be?" He didn't even dare to think about it.

The Little Marten did not answer, but it knew in its heart that once it completely recovered, it would have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it could not be underestimated.

Nether Emperor was not just talking, he took the initiative to attack before Yue Yang acted, the sharp sword light seemed to want to sweep everything away.

However, those experts were not pushovers either, they all used their unique abilities, bombarding the Nether Emperor one by one, which also caused a lot of damage.

Nether Emperor had a fierce and ruthless aura, he did not retreat even in a battle. With each sword strike, he could cut down dozens of people, he was extremely powerful.1

The people from the central border were all dumbfounded. Such terrifying battle prowess, was he even human?

They felt that these Rankers were not enough for Nether Emperor to kill. These Rankers were the survivors of the Central Region, if they were killed, the Central Region would be done for.

As the battle went on, the Little Marten's eyes were fixated on the stick on the side as its body slowly moved forward.

Shangguan Li watched from the back, and did not make any moves to stop him. She also felt that the time was right, and she did not leave any more tricks up her sleeve.

Nether Emperor was covered in blood, even though he was covered in wounds, his internal organs were damaged, every single sword strike was powerful to the point of suffocating, but when one felt it more acutely, they would know that he was overdrawing his strength, so not only was he unable to hold on for long, he would even worsen his injuries, and the price was extremely heavy.

Qin Shishi's eyes were also red, because her family's elders were in the midst of battle. She wanted to step forward, but was stopped by her family members.

Boom!

Nether Emperor swept out his sword, striking more than a dozen people until their bodies exploded. The ones who held on were the Qin family members, but they were also heavily injured.

Just as the last few dozen people surrounded and attacked Nether Emperor, the Little Marten moved. Everyone only saw a purple light flash, and it shot towards the Divine Equipment in the sky. His speed was so fast that people could only see light and shadow.

However, he was not the only one thinking about this divine tool. After he made his move, more than ten people attacked at the same time, chasing after him.

These people were also waiting to get lucky, the majority of them were experts who had Transcended and Non-delusion Stage.

Before the Little Marten's hand could reach for the divine artifact, it felt a palm wind coming from behind him. However, he did not turn around, but extended his hand to grab the divine artifact.

Behind him, a palm was about to strike the back of the Little Marten.

"Buzz!"

When the Demonic Clock appeared, the person slammed the bell and let out a long cry. The person felt his soul being damaged and felt dizzy.

The Little Marten in front of the bell had already grabbed the metal rod, and at the same time, took out a drop of blood from his finger and stained it.

"Buzz!"

The rod trembled, as if it did not want to accept the contract. However, the Little Marten still held onto it tightly, and more blood spurted out from its palm.

Without a doubt, Divine Weapons were not easy to subdue. Other than exchanging glances, it was time to attack the Little Marten.

Because the aura emitted by the rod was slightly violent and harder to tame compared to other divine tools, the Little Marten only felt that the rod was absorbing the energy in his body and the power of his soul, causing him to not be able to distract himself from the battle.

Crap. Just as he was about to forcefully carry the stick and fight, a black figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way. Although he had not seen this back many times, it was as if it was engraved in his mind and constantly moved his spirit, never forgetting it.

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