Chapter 3482 Are You Not Tired?

"These two humans are a little weird!"

At this moment, the eighth-rank immortal Ju Que didn't speak, but a vague aura had already emanated from him, trying to sense the true cultivation of the man and the woman.

It's a pity that under Yun Xiao and Mu Yin's intentional concealment, the spirit of the eighth-rank immortal is not a high-ranking human vein master, so how could it be possible to sense it?

"We are not pulse demons, what kind of demon can we use?"

The rough-clothed youth didn't even glance at the giant tower of the eighth-rank immortal, but looked at the seventh-rank immortal with great interest, and the words in his mouth also contained a hint of playfulness.

"Human, are you kidding me?"

Yan Song was able to cultivate to the level of the Seventh Grade Immortal Venerable, so naturally he would not be a real idiot. He could still hear whether the other party's words were true or false, and his face couldn't help but become even more angry.

"Boss, let me try again?"

When Yan Song's angry words fell, a strange spirit who looked like a thin bamboo pole suddenly took a step next to him, and the aura emanating from his body made many people tremble slightly.

"Sixth Grade Immortal Venerable!"

Zhao Zhi's face was a bit solemn, he was no stranger to that spirit of the sixth-grade immortal, and the two even fought once, and he was the one who fled in the end, so he was very afraid.

But when he thought about the fate of the fifth-rank immortal just now, Zhao Zhi was half relieved.

He knew that a strong man who could kill fifth-rank immortals and spirits without anyone knowing it would at least be impossible to be killed by a sixth-rank immortal.

"Be careful!"

Don't look at Yan Song's rage just now, in fact, when the fifth-grade immortal venerable's spiritual wisdom dissipated, he no longer underestimated the man and the woman, so he reminded him in a low voice at this moment.

"Hey, boss, have you forgotten what my body is?"

A smile appeared on the face of the sixth-rank immortal, and the words he said immediately made De Yansong feel certain, secretly thinking that this guy's protection of spiritual intelligence is probably stronger than some peak-level spirits of the sixth-rank immortal. Much more.

The body of this sixth-grade immortal venerable spirit is extremely special, and it can transform between virtual and real. No matter if it is some physical attack or some soul incorporeal attack, there is nothing to do with him.

Even sometimes, this sixth-grade immortal master can use his strange and powerful methods to directly annihilate the souls of human cultivators of the same level.

Once, it was the special spirit of this sixth-grade immortal who used a strange method to control the soul of a human cultivator, and finally caused extremely serious losses to the human side.

It was because of this thought that Yan Song didn't say anything else. At least he believed that no matter how weird the human men and women were, they couldn't easily destroy their intelligence like just now, right?

Under the gaze of everyone, the spirit of the sixth-rank immortal, just like the spirit of the fifth-rank immortal, slowly walked towards the three people opposite.

Everyone was surprised to find that the fourth-rank immortal gentleman with five short stature had a look of palpitation again on his face, and at the same time turned his gaze to the young man in black beside him.

"Master!"

Even the words in his mouth are exactly the same as before.

Everyone could see that he was really a little scared, or in other words he was afraid of the strange spirit of the sixth-rank immortal, and his pleading for help was sincere.

Therefore, everyone selectively ignored this five-short man. This is a genuine fourth-rank immortal. If there is no external help, he can't even take a blow from the sixth-rank immortal.

"It's your turn this time?"

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man in rough clothes didn't even look at the strange spirit of the sixth-grade immortal, and turned his gaze directly to the woman in black beside him, and asked these few words.

"Aren't you tired after playing like this?"

Hearing that Mu Yin was a little helpless, Xin Dao said that with this person's strength, it was just a very easy thing to kill those spirits directly, but there are so many demon moths with the spirits here.

"Don't make trouble!"

Yun Xiao raised his hand and stretched out a finger to block his lips. This kind of game state made Ju Que, the leader of the eighth-rank immortal over there, burst into anger.

"We still have plans for the future. If one of these guys escapes accidentally, wouldn't it be another trouble?"

Yun Xiao didn't care about the mood of those spirits. After hearing these words from his mouth, both the spirits and the humans were in a mess.

It wasn't until this moment that the cultivators on both sides remembered what the three of them said when they showed up just now, and their moods have obviously changed at this moment.

"All right!"

The helplessness on Mu Yin's face became more and more intense. This guy is just too cautious. Even if he directly strikes, how much more chance will the opponent survive?

Even the eighth-rank Immortal Venerable spirit holding a giant hammer, in Mu Yin's view, is a waste that can be slapped to death with a single slap.

But this guy still wants to play such a show, is he trying to kill these spirits one by one from weak to strong?

Although Mu Yin was speaking, his movements were not slow at all. She reached out and wiped her waist, and a piccolo with black light appeared in her hand out of thin air.

"Is it a sonic attack again?"

Seeing this, Yun Xiao's heart skipped a beat. He had seen some of Mu Yin's tricks before at the outskirts of Zhan Lingyuan. Just playing with a leaf, he wiped out the entire Red Wolf team.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The strange spirit of the sixth-rank immortal, who relies on special attributes, listened to the conversation between a man and a woman opposite, and didn't take it too seriously, and even sneered, the majestic aura of the sixth-rank immortal was undoubtedly revealed at this moment .

"Woo woo woo..."

Mu Yin put the piccolo in his hand to his lips, and then the melodious sound of the flute was transmitted to the ears of both cultivators, and it sounded strangely beautiful.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a complete piece of music.

It's just that hearing it in the ears of human cultivators, or those irrelevant foreign spirit cultivators, and hearing it in the ears of the sixth-rank immortals are completely different feelings.

The sound of the flute was clear and sweet to the ears of the bystanders, but the strange spirit of the sixth-rank immortal venerable changed his expression drastically the moment he heard the sound of the flute, and there was a flicker of struggle in his eyes.

It's just that this kind of struggle lasted for less than two breaths, and it turned into a kind of bewilderment, and then, the figure of the sixth-rank immortal venerable trembled violently.

Boom!

After a while, the entire body of the sixth-rank immortal lord's strange spirit exploded with a bang.

A black spirit crystal exuding a faint mist was quietly suspended in the midair there, with a strange energy fluctuation.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly. At this moment, the oasis camp was extremely quiet. Whether it was the cultivators on the human side or the strong men on the foreign spirit side, they were silent.

However, the moods of the cultivators on both sides are completely different.

Even if Song He and the others still don't think that the catastrophe in the oasis camp today can be completely solved, it is naturally a happy thing to see the other side of the foreign spirit before dying.

"Where did these two come from? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Song He's eyes kept looking at the young man and woman, and at the same time, there was some melancholy and regret in his heart. He secretly thought that if such a talented and beautiful man and woman really died in the oasis camp tonight, it would be a great loss to mankind.

No matter how much Song He thinks highly of the pair of men and women, he doesn't think that the other party's cultivation is really higher than his own, but the foreign spirit side not only has a seventh-rank immortal, but also an eighth-rank immortal. .

Coupled with the fact that the combat power of the foreign spirit far exceeds that of human cultivators of the same level, Song He is still not too optimistic about the couple. The reason why he was able to kill the sixth-rank and fifth-rank immortals is probably just a surprise to the other party.

Most other human cultivators think this way.

Especially for a kind human cultivator like Zhao Zhi, he secretly thought it was a pity, if such an amazing character grows up, maybe even the foreign spirits will tremble.

It's a pity that these two crashed into the precarious oasis camp, and today's day is probably going to be bad luck.

That weird attack method may not be effective against seventh-rank immortals, let alone eighth-rank immortals.

"Sonic attack?"

When countless thoughts came into the minds of human cultivators, Yan Song, the strong foreign spirit of the Seventh Rank Immortal Venerable, finally came back to his senses, staring at the woman in black with a strange fear.

At least Yan Song had never seen such a powerful sonic attack since he cultivated in human form.

Moreover, Yan Song felt very clearly that that kind of sonic attack had a very strong impact on the spiritual intelligence of the foreign spirit. Even he was not sure that he could maintain complete combat power under that impact.

"Ju Que, there is no information about those two humans in your information, right?"

For a moment, Yan Song's face was a little unsightly. In just a moment, he had already lost two capable men, so in his tone, there was a hint of resentment toward his new master, Ju Que. meaning.

Speaking of which, Yan Song didn't have much fear of Ju Que. In the past, these two were seventh-rank immortals, and each occupied a territory. That is to say, Ju Que had broken through to eighth-rank immortals, so he had no choice but to belong to him.

This time the sneak attack on the human oasis camp has always been dominated by Ju Que. Now that there is such a change, in Yan Song's view, Ju Que should at least bear half of the responsibility.

"Yan Song, if you don't even have the strength to deal with these two ants, then I really have to re-evaluate your value!"

Although Ju Que looked strong and strong, his mind was spinning extremely fast. Why didn't he hear the meaning of Yan Song's words, but there was a flash of light in his eyes, and there was a hint of other kind of threat in his tone.

After breaking through to rank eight Immortal Venerable, Ju Que's heart became extremely high. Before that, he felt that Yan Song was not respectful enough to him. Maybe he could take this opportunity to suppress him.