Chapter 239 Meeting an Old Friend

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Jialuoye's smile froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

I just said it casually, but you really have it!

However, after Jialuoye's spiritual sense detected it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me!"

"I thought it was really a forbidden weapon of a saint? It turns out to be just a half-saint."

"Little ghost, are you underestimating this Saint King too much? If it is a forbidden weapon of a saint, it may be a threat to my current half-saint strength, but a forbidden weapon of the half-saint level is far from qualified!"

"If you only rely on this, it is wishful thinking to want to kill this Saint King."

"Little ghost, let this Saint King search your soul obediently. If this Saint King gets what he wants and is happy, he may be able to leave your body intact, otherwise..." Jialuoye smiled grimly, and a flash of red flashed in his eyes.

"I know that this forbidden weapon, which contains the full force of a semi-saint, cannot cause any harm to you."

"But I have more than one method."

"Meet your old friend, Jialuoye, he has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Xuanyuan said softly with a smile on his face, his eyes slightly raised, looking at the blank void.

Jialuoye frowned, his face showing a thoughtful look.

"How can you recognize this old friend of the Saint King? Little kid..." Jialuoye's voice has not fallen yet, and he suddenly stopped.

As if he saw something incredible, his mouth opened wide in shock, and his chin was about to fall to the ground.

Looking along Jialuoye's eyes, in the originally blank void, there was a white-haired old man with a fairy-like appearance, one hand behind his back, the other hand gently stroking his beard, with a smile on his lips.

Although he was in a spiritual state, he also revealed an extraordinary aura.

"Zhenmozi!!!"

"Aren't you dead, you bastard?"

Jia Luoye gritted his teeth and shouted out a name that shocked the whole audience!

"What!"

"He is the Zhenmo Quasi-Emperor who founded the Zhenmo City!"

"Isn't he rumored to be dead?"

"You are so funny, it looks like a spirit body!"

"I didn't expect that there is a back-up of the Zhenmo Quasi-Emperor in this secret realm. It's really great. It seems that we are saved..."

The geniuses of various forces watching the battle around talked about it, and their faces were full of smiles, as if they were saved.

"Haha, how can I be content without completely solving you!" Zhenmozi stroked his beard and responded with a smile on his face.

However, Zhenmozi's smile broke Jia Luoye's defense.

"What are you doing!"

"I #x-on:$*^ # ￥&%!!"

"You have suppressed this Saint King for 100,000 years, and you are still unwilling to let this Saint King go. Are you done yet?"

"I understand. The boy was stunned just now, just to communicate with you, right?"

"No wonder he has such a fearless expression."

Jia Luoye seemed to understand something, pointing at Xuanyuan and Zhen Mozi's noses and shouting loudly.

"Yes, I was communicating with that little friend just now!"

"I thought this seal would suppress you to death, and this spiritual body of mine would never see the light of day again. I never thought that you would really break the seal one day!" Zhen Mozi said with some sighs.

"Since you left this spiritual body specifically for me?"

"Then why didn't you stop me when I broke the seal before?" Jia Luoye asked with a gloomy face, while constantly gesturing with his arms behind his back.

Xuanyuan and Zhenmozi actually knew about Jialuoye's little moves, but they didn't say anything, nor did they respond to Jialuoye's words, letting him gesture wherever he wanted.

After a long time, Jialuoye's face turned frighteningly dark. At this moment, he already knew why Zhenmozi didn't make a move at the beginning.

"You actually tampered with the formation I prepared for so many years!"

Zhenmozi laughed twice.

"Haha!"

"I just realized it now, but it's too late. In the end, I have to thank you for making a three-move agreement, which gave me enough time to change the formation."

"My spiritual body has been eroded by the years, and its strength has declined seriously. If I want to keep you with this spiritual body alone, it may be a bit difficult."

"But my spiritual body has been in this hall for 100,000 years. I know everything you have done. I also know the weaknesses and the core of your formation."

"Just now, I went deep into the core of your formation, changed your arrangements over the years, and strengthened the power of the formation."

"I think it's the best to use your formation to suppress you!"

"Good tricks, really good tricks!" Jia Luoye's eyes were full of bloodshot, and his eyes were full of resentment between the two.

"Okay, I've said too much nonsense to you. It's time to send you on your way!"

"Little guy, everything is ready, let's get started!"

Zhen Mozi turned his eyes to Xuanyuan, with a shocking look in his eyes. Even with his insight, he couldn't help but be shocked by Xuanyuan's talent and strength.

Hearing Zhen Mozi calling him little guy, Xuanyuan glanced at him lightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. I don't know what interesting things he thought of.

He whispered: "Since you are ready, let's get started!"

"How dare you!"

"You two actually don't take this Saint King seriously!"

"Even without the help of the formation, this Holy King is not something you can bully!" Seeing Xuanyuan Gao and Zhen Mozi discussing their own life and death in front of him, Jia Luoye roared angrily.

"The Secret Technique of Jia Luo..."

"town!"

Jia Luoye's body exploded with monstrous blood energy, and he was about to use the clan's supreme secret technique.

However, before it could start, Zhen Mozi's scream resounded throughout the world, and then the runes on the formation that Jia Luo Ye had set up earlier flashed, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped Jia Luo Ye's body.

The spellcasting was forcibly interrupted, and the terrifying pressure made Jia Luoye stand unsteadily on the sky and his face turned red.

This pressure contains an extremely terrifying pressure, and with Jialuoye's current strength, it is simply unstoppable.

"Quasi-Emperor's pressure!"

"Didn't you say that your strength has declined extremely seriously? Why can you still maintain the quasi-emperor's pressure in this formation!" Jia Luoye raised his voice with difficulty and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Do you believe this? I am teasing you..." Zhen Mozi looked indifferent.

"Zhenmozi, are you still shameless!"

"Yo!"

"I saw what Holy King Jialuo did just now!"

"You are the only one here who is not qualified to say this to me." Zhen Mozi said with a playful look.

Hearing the sound, Jia Luoye immediately became silent and his face turned red like a monkey's butt. He didn't know whether it was because of the pressure of the quasi-emperor or because of his own shame.

At this time.

Jia Luoye's expression suddenly changed, and he looked in Xuanyuan's direction in horror.

There, a giant sword exuding strong holy power stood across the sky, and the sharp sword intent cut cracks in the surrounding space.

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