On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

"My mother, your mother"

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At this moment, Huang Yuan, who was stared at by the vertical pupil of the abyss, was facing the suffocating feeling as if he were entangled by a python.

The feeling of being stared at by the god of death and unable to escape was another unforgettable and shocking scene in his long life so far.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and left, as if he had made up his mind.

Without any demeanor of a strong man, Huang Yuan turned around and started cursing at the Yao Chi League, Qinglian League and others, regardless of the wind and rain.

They came and went in a hurry. It was not until Huang Yuan turned around and threw a first-level demigod item to Mu Yu without any killing intention but full of apology that he realized... how true the explanations of the Bu Tiandong brothers were.

It's not just the speed of escape and attack that's fast, but the determination to admit mistakes and escape danger is a hundred times sharper than the operations of Little Poro and Blood Beast Ancestor.

The first-level demigod weapon is given to you at will, and the poet holds it!

The space rippled again, and Huang Yuan's figure in a striped suit had disappeared in front of the two forces who were standing there in a daze.

The fortune teller, who tried his best but still couldn't achieve his goal, smiled bitterly and stood in front of Mu Yu with a slightly nervous look on his face.

"I didn't expect that guy to have made a breakthrough in his Demigod-level skills. I'm afraid... he's not far from the fourth level."

Mu Yu nodded, and also retracted his abyssal vertical pupils that were ready to burst out as if relieved. The effort of releasing the pressure just now made him feel a little physically and mentally exhausted.

This was the state of Thunder and Fire Sword at noon, with the baptism of the sub-god and dragon energy surrounding it, but the impact of the negative consumption was still so obvious.

If he forced Huang Yuan to stay regardless of the consequences... Mu Yu seriously suspected that he would lose most of his life.

Fortunately, the other party chose to be a wise man and collected the first-level demigod props without changing his expression or heartbeat. Mu Yu and the fortune-teller were free and looked at Li Qing who was struggling to hold on with a covetous look.

"Don't worry, I won't torture you. Just tell me your last words."

With a nonchalant attitude, Mu Yu had already sentenced the two heroes of the Qinglian League to death. The latter looked at each other and looked at the Bu Gua lineage and Wanjun League who were about to take action, and smiled sadly:

"Are you sure you want to wipe out our two major alliances just for this kid?"

"They are the backbone of the four Sky Wrath Seas. If four first-level demigod warriors were to die at once, the balance of the sea would be disrupted.

If the Holy Envoy blames you, can you afford it?"

Although Li Qing was angry, he was not so angry that he lost his mind. He looked at Mu Yu and the others who were hesitant and said words of persuasion:

"How about this: after we return, the Qinglian Alliance and the Yaochi Alliance will admit their mistakes, compensate for the corresponding losses, and swear to the Holy Emperor that we will not interfere with each other and will not retaliate.

On this basis, we can write off all old and new grudges."

He is indeed a great man who has licked blood on swords and spears. Facing such a desperate situation, he still has the courage to say these moving words.

Frankly speaking, if there were only the Bu Gua lineage and the Wanjun Alliance here, they would most likely agree to Li Qing's request, after all, the goal has been achieved.

Unfortunately, the person he had offended was Mu Yu, and the Mushen Islands had already sacrificed many core members of the Ten Thousand Islands Alliance. If there was no human life involved, Mu Yu might still consider it, but if there was a connection...

"Your proposal is very good, but... I choose to refuse!"

Mu Yu glanced coldly at the people of the Qinglian League, and released the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, which was strengthened by the God-Destroying Scythe in his hand. The leader of the Naughty Demons roared and released skills such as Soul Capture and Soul Control to control Li Qing.

Li Qing, who was already extremely vigilant, realized that the negotiations had failed. He cursed a few times and then, as the teleportation array was released, he gathered in the direction of Li Huo, Yaochi League and others and was about to escape.

"Hey, why offend this kid when there are so many people to offend..."

However, with a sigh from the fortune teller, it was six against four, and it was unlikely that there would be any more twists and turns in this situation.

Even if the opponent has life-saving props and backup plans, the fortune-telling school that is proficient in the art of grinding people to death will surround but not kill them, and will demonstrate extreme caution to the fullest at this moment.

No matter how the four demigod-level warriors struggled under the siege of six people, they could not find any opportunity to escape due to the formation and endless attack methods.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"I never thought I would be capsized in such a situation. Your alliance is really good at this!"

"Brother, I'm afraid I'm really doomed!"

"..."

They looked at each other in silence, without any surprise... The six people attacked with all their might, and the four demigod-level warriors, led by Mu Yu, finally couldn't hold on and died.

"This is the final blow!"

After receiving special instructions, Mu Yu made four more precise and elegant slashes under the joint siege of everyone.

The soul-devouring property of the God-Destroying Scythe plus the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons skill were activated, and the souls of a second-level demigod and three first-level demigods all entered the pitch-black scythe.

Before Mu Yu could react, all the remaining devouring properties were absorbed by itself, and the Scythe of Destruction fell into a "deep sleep".

On the front battlefield, after four demigod-level warriors fell one after another, four loud thunders rang out in the sky one after another.

There were three small thunders and one slightly louder one, which obviously corresponded to the strength of a demigod-level strongman. It was visible to the naked eye that the nearby sky seemed to be painted with a touch of blood... The four "roads" that were broken at the same time were fearful.

In the blink of an eye, thick black clouds filled the sky. As my breath froze, heavy rain began to pour down, lasting for more than half a minute...

"No wonder."

At this moment, Mu Yu finally understood why Li Qing was so confident in his bargaining chips before. It turned out that the death of a demigod-level strongman could even attract celestial phenomena. It was really abnormal.

But this didn't matter to Mu Yu at all. If four demigod-level warriors died, the worst that could happen was that he could just fill in with four more.

I count myself as one, Jingshui Blessing's true body as one, plus Yang Yongxin who is bound to break through after possessing the body of the Five Heavens Thunder Lord, and the Blood Beast Ancestor who can also recover with the support of blood.

The four strongest men are fundamentally brothers and sisters from the same camp. Wouldn't it be useless to just make do with them in such a general way?

On the battlefield below, the strong men from the Qinglian League and the Yaochi League were devastated when they saw the strange phenomenon in the sky and the blood rain.

Mu Yu's voice had been deliberately amplified. The battle that had concluded in the air had already announced their deaths...

Run? The moment this thought came to mind, the oppression of the demigod-level strongman spread out invisibly. Even a strong person like Ji Ruxue, who could reach the twelfth level of strength, could not even think of escaping.

The gap between the epic and demigod levels was like a divine punishment. A head-on confrontation? There was no chance of victory.

Witnessing this scene from a distance, Huang Yuan's figure quietly emerged:

"Fuck, are young people nowadays so exaggerated?

I must report to the Holy Envoy..."