"I'm telling the truth, if he wants to defend himself, he'll have to turn the numbers on both sides. Even if he were to turn around, he would inevitably be seriously injured, and I am not wrong at all. The array spirit smiled, "To put it bluntly, although this person knows that this is useful, and he also knows that it is a lose-lose solution, but he doesn't have a clear grasp of the weight. ”

The implication is that Zuoqiu Maocheng must have used this formation for the first time, so he has no experience at all.

"I see, thank you senior!" Jun raised his eyebrows, and seemed to have found a way to hit Zuoqiu Maocheng again.

Seeing that Jun Mad stopped after some temptation, Zuoqiu Maocheng looked suspiciously at Jun Mad who turned his face to his side and even saluted, only to feel that this person seemed to be communicating with the air. Then it occurred to him that there might be something he couldn't see, and this thing was so highly qualified that even Jun Mad needed to bow to him.

What exactly is he communicating with or who is he communicating with, Zuoqiu Maocheng is curious but not easy to ask.

He is in a stalemate with Jun Mad and he doesn't have to look to know that you are at a disadvantage.

If Jun Mad is in a good mood, he can continue to play with him, and if he is in a bad mood, with the method just now, he is estimated to be directly bruised.

He was worried that he would not be able to destroy Jun Mad at one time, so he deliberately scattered a large number of artifacts to self-detonate, in order to really destroy Jun Mad , as for how to escape, he didn't even have a specific plan, but now, Jun Mad is so good, with a formation to exhaust the energy generated by the self-explosion of the artifact, presumably there is a master behind him.

If you win, you can't win.

He Zuoqiu Maocheng is fighting alone, and Jun Mad does not talk about the heavy treasures on his body, there is a whole Xuanzong behind this person, and even the Heavenly Dao is very close to him, and the fact that he is the enemy of Jun Mad is indeed too reckless fundamentally.

Thinking of this, Zuo Qiu Maocheng regretted it a little. Now the whole small space is probably towards Jun Mad , he needs to spend some effort to leave here, and as long as he has the slightest slackness, Jun Mad may stab him in the back, which is simply a dilemma.

'What to do...... What to do? Zuoqiu Mao is in a hurry, at this time, he will not talk about any fighting intentions, it would be good to be able to stay sober and not make irrational moves.

At this time, Jun Mad gave up the temptation instead, and walked towards him step by step with his negative hand, as if he was taking a walk.

"What do you want to do?!" Without waiting for Jun Mad to approach, Zuo Qiu Maocheng stopped him.

"Don't do anything, seeing that you are very hard, and you look like you want to bite me, I just thought that before you fall into the water, I will give you a chance to bite me!" Jun Mad shrugged his shoulders with pity, "Otherwise, when I hit you with a stick when I turn around, won't I be famous?" ”

In the first half of the sentence, Zuo Qiu Maocheng was stunned and didn't hear the reason, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his already unkind face turned dark.

Stick to beat the water dogs!?

is also a cultivator above the realm of returning to the truth, Jun Mad has an arrogant attitude, how can Zuoqiu Maocheng not have the slightest arrogance, the arrogance of the demon cultivator is only afraid that it is better than Zhi Xuan Xiu, Jun Mad is so provocative, if he can still accept it calmly, then his heart is too good.

Jun Mad approached Zuoqiu Maocheng step by step, watching the expression on the latter's face become more and more exciting, and finally his face was as black as the bottom of the pot. Seeing that the distance was almost the same, he stopped: "If I go any further, I will throw myself into the net, so I'll tell you here." ”

"What else do you have to say?" Zuoqiu Maocheng grinded his teeth and stared at Jun Mad viciously, thinking that Jun Mad would definitely attack him, so he was even more vigilant.

"You don't have to be so guarded, this kind of formation with obvious flaws, the existence itself is already very consuming of your demonic energy, I'm just afraid that your demonic qi won't be enough, so I'll send you some qi." Jun laughed wildly.

Zuoqiu Maocheng was so stunned that he was about to vomit blood, and after being told many times by Jun Maia, he sadly found that he was a little numb, and no matter how he was stimulated, he didn't seem to have any thoughts of doing anything to Jun Maia. He knew very well that he was afraid, he was afraid of this kind of opponent who could not see through the depths, and he was afraid of this sense of crisis that could kill him at any time.

It seems that he has really lived too many good days, and he has always been so careless. Not meeting a suitable opponent for a long time made him forget the terrifying battlefield he had experienced as a low-level metaphysical cultivator, forgot the bloody environment, the precarious life, and was comfortable for too many years, he relied on the gap in cultivation to do whatever he wanted, but after all, at this time, he met a character who was beyond common sense, and he panicked all of a sudden.

As soon as he thought of this, Zuoqiu Maocheng was frustrated, now he had long lost his previous fighting spirit, and only thought about how to get out of the way. But if you retreat in front of Jun Madren, isn't that a joke?

Although there is a bit of a gap in the realm, but the attributes are completely suppressed by the same attributes, and Zuoqiu Maocheng has no means to use in front of Jun Mad at all.

Lost in attributes, the exercises are not as good as people, there are not many treasures, money is not good, and the power is not comparable, and there is not much difference in front of the appearance, but what is the use of looks?

Zuo Qiu Maocheng suddenly felt a little small, the once high King Zuo had long lost his former majesty, and the king of a country was facing the master of the entire mortal realm, the strong man recognized by the Six Realms, and his momentum was weak.

'Flower rub! What am I afraid of, I'm barefoot and I'm afraid of someone wearing shoes?! Zuo Qiu Mao became a spirit, and many images suddenly flashed in his mind. Those are the former him, like a marquee, replaying his life.

Once, he was just an unfavored heir, who was raised to the throne under the continuous accumulation of military merits, and then continued to fight, trying to dominate the entire mortal realm with the power of a small country, but what was the result?

As a result, he became an outlier in the eyes of the people, and the name Zuoqiu Maocheng no longer represented King Zuo, but a restless monarch, a monarch who brought his country to an end and rebelled himself.

That's right, it's the betrayal.

He will never forget the feeling, the heartache that almost tore him apart, the pain of betrayal that made him unable to stay awake at all.

Whenever he thought of the betrayal he had suffered, the fact that he had been pointed at and spittled up, and the blood of that man had been splattered, he could no longer remain calm.

He glared at Jun Mad fiercely, as if he saw some unforgivable enemy, and the battle intent that had been weak enough to be boundless before surged again, and behind Zuoqiu Maocheng, the black flames burned fiercely, burning the ground around him, and the sky had changed color, completely shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and even the only light source was obscured.

Zuoqiu Maocheng was angry, there was no doubt that he was really angry.

"That's kind of fun." Jun laughed maniacally.

(End of chapter)