It's not a fairy on Sendai, it's not an immortal god, it's not an immortal.

In the fourth layer of the Burial God Tower, this non-Sendai realm occupies one-third, and this is the place where all the immortals will fight each other. Many gods and spirits have been on this non-Sendai, and the blood and scratches left on the stone platform are symbols of the vicissitudes of life.

Here, it is a place with no rules, no constraints, and no bottom line, but with the pace of history, many default potential rules are quietly established.

For example, before the appointment, if there is no special discussion, it is a one-on-one fair duel. Outsiders must not be involved for no reason, even if there is no law to punish and restrain them, but this practice is still despised.

The battle between the Gongqin Divine Venerable and the Qiang Hu Divine Venerable, Wei Jiu suddenly made a difficult attack and mixed in, which in itself was not in accordance with the etiquette law. Besides, this Ruohou Divine Venerable, under the premise that the two sides of the competition did not indicate that the competition was over, chose to make a move, which was also against the fairness of the battle.

At first glance, these two people are in violation, but when you think about it, they are a little different.

Although Wei Jiu's side violated the rules, the party Wei Jiu was not the god in this burial tower. He didn't care if he would be ridiculed by outsiders, as long as he could live, as long as he could achieve the final goal, it was enough.

On the other hand, this is not the case with the Divine Venerable.

She is the fifth-ranked god, and her own reputation and prestige are more important than her life. What's more, the relationship between her and the Gongqin Divine Venerable is well known to the gods, and every decision she makes at the moment also represents the meaning of the Gongqin Divine Venerable.

"What do you mean? We are a battle of life and death, dare to ask the Divine Venerable, why did you suddenly dare to make a move?"

The person who said these words was naturally not Wei Jiu, but Wu Tianwolf, who had always been soft-spoken. At this moment, he is rare to be smart, as a lowly god, he also knows what these high gods value most.

People live with a face, and trees live with a skin.

Face, this is what they value the most, the more powerful people are, the more they care about their face. Wei Jiu can do such a thing as violating the gambling contract, but if these gods commit it, it will inevitably attract criticism from outsiders.

Hearing Wu Tianwolf's words, Ruohou Shenzun's delicate body was shocked, and his face turned blue and white for a while, and it was ugly for a moment.

"Ridiculous, you despicable people are also worthy of saying such righteous words?" Instead, Gongqin Shenzun reacted and hurriedly helped Ruohou Shenzun to relieve the siege, "This competition itself is a personal grudge between me and Brother Qianghu, and it has nothing to do with you... You suddenly intervened to attack me, and this god is magnanimous and does not care. But if it's a competition and the pursuit of fairness, how can I not let Ruohou restore the first-line cultivation for me and fight again?"

As she was talking, Gongqin Divine Venerable glanced at Ruohou Divine Venerable and motioned for her not to interfere in again.

Although in words, the Gongqin Divine Venerable is arguing on the basis of reason, but in fact, it is not a glorious thing to meddle in the competition after all. Fortunately, Ruohou Shenzun just now just restored his cultivation, and if he really fights, it will definitely leave a handle for future generations to comment.

Gods, unlike mortals, have the power to live with heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.

It is precisely because of this that they value their reputation and face so much. It's best if it can be famous for eternity, and if it can't, it doesn't matter, but once the face is lost, it will be the end of the stink for thousands of years, and it will inevitably be poked in the backbone at that time.

Because they have an endless lifespan, and there is no room for the slightest stain in their eyes.

Hearing the words of Gongqin Shenzun, Wei Jiu inevitably sighed secretly in his heart, sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy. The original wrong thing was explained clearly in just a few words, and the wrong contradiction was directly pushed to Wei Jiu's side.

The surrounding gods were like this, and even Wu Tianwolf and Han Shilang couldn't help but take care of it.

At this moment, the Gongqin Divine Venerable would no longer give Wei Jiu and the others a chance to argue, and with a wave of his palm, the illusory guqin was full of brilliance. An extremely terrifying coercion struck again, and the slender jade fingers twitched slightly, and the mysterious sound of the piano instantly resounded through the nine skies.

At first glance, it seems that the god has only done one thing, and it is an insignificant thing.

But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the small matter of restoring the cultivation of the Gongqin Divine Venerable is enough to affect and change the situation of the battle. After all, the master's moves are all only a fraction of a second, and the difference between victory and defeat is often not only determined by the level of strength, but a small detail is enough to affect winning or losing.

Originally, the Gongqin Divine Venerable condensed countless sound blades into a cage and besieged Wei Jiu, which was a killing move. However, Wei Jiu's strength was also extraordinary, and he was stunned to tear a crack in this solid cage with his powerful cultivation.

The cage was shattered, although Wei Jiu's cultivation was exhausted, but in the same way, the Gongqin Divine Venerable was also shocked by the power of the backlash.

If you really want to talk about it, the state of the two at this time can only be said to be comparable. All of them are scattered in cultivation and lost in strength, and whether it is the strength of the body or the strength of the weapon, they all have their own merits.

It stands to reason that in such a situation, it is extremely difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser at one moment. And the result of the stalemate, again, no one can say clearly, or, wait until the cultivation of which side is exhausted can get the results.

But in this case, if the Hou Shenzun makes a rash move, the result will naturally be tilted to the side.

Once upon a time, a small healing and recovering spell was of no use at all in this Archer Secret Realm. But at this moment, it was completely different, the pain and strength deficit caused by the backlash of power were all recovered at once, and the strength of the Gongqin Divine Venerable was restored by more than eighty percent again.

The eighty-percent strength of the Gongqin Divine Venerable, against the three-percent strength of Wei Jiu, which is stronger and which is weaker, can be imagined.

Gongqin Divine Venerable naturally understood the mystery, and he no longer hesitated at the moment, and quickly teased it. The glorification on the guqin was magnificent, and the prison shrouded around Wei Jiu also exuded a strange brilliance, and the original rift slowly healed as before.

Not only that, but the Gongqin Divine Venerable, who had recovered his strength, naturally understood the principle of preemptive strike, and he didn't want to give Wei Jiu any more time.

As the music became more and more intense, the scope of the cage became smaller and smaller, and it was wrapped towards Wei Jiu little by little. There was an irresistible force on top of these cages, and Wei Jiu couldn't stop it at all, so he could only keep running away to dodge.

But the space in this cage is limited after all, how can Wei Jiu be given extra space to struggle? After a while, Wei Jiu's body has been completely trapped to death.

"Hehe, it's over!" Bow Qin Divine Venerable laughed coldly.

The words fell, his palm raised slightly, and the Han Feng flute reappeared on his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the Hanfeng flute flew out directly, and a buzzing sound that broke through the air came, directly attacking in the direction of Wei Jiu, and the speed was extremely fast.

There was no doubt that this was a fatal blow, and the eyes of the Gongqin Divine Venerable had already been dyed blood-red with murderous intent.

Everywhere the cold peak flute, the surrounding space was frozen in ice, and countless ice ridges were condensed in mid-air. At the same time, the blue brilliance was wrapped on the Hanfeng flute, condensing the sharp edge little by little, and the cold light was refreshing.

"Brother Jiu, be careful!"

Wu Tianwolf on the side exclaimed, and Han Shilang, who was watching the battle, also raised his heart to his throat. It's just a pity that the two of them are not standing close, and when they react, it's too late to stop it.

After this frightened roar, Wei Jiu also realized the arrival of the crisis, and his pupils contracted violently.

Han Fengdi's flute was in his pupils, dilating little by little, until finally, it completely occupied his entire pupils. After this terrible blow, he was certain to die, but after several struggles, his limbs still could not escape the cage.

This is a dead end, and it is also the ending that the Gongqin Divine Venerable has planned for a long time.

"No!"

Wei Jiu roared in despair, he had originally broken into the fourth floor of this burial god tower with great ambition, but he didn't expect to be buried here. But if you want to regret it at this moment, it is too late, and Han Fengdi directly attacked his dantian position with an irresistible offensive.

In desperation, Han Fengdi did not arrive as scheduled, but a familiar figure took the lead in front of Wei Jiu.

The pupils that were originally desperate shook suddenly, and they looked at the person in front of them in distraction. Immediately, I only saw that a blue light Hanfeng flute finally attacked, and it didn't enter the body of the person in front of him, and pierced his body at once.

Whether it's Wei Jiu, Gongqin Shenzun, Han Shilang, or Ruohou Shenzun. Even those gods waiting on the side looked at this scene in front of them in disbelief, and their pupils were shocked.

In front of Wei Jiu, a resolute figure stood there, a big hole was exposed in his dantian position, and blood gushed out uncontrollably along the wound. The breath of the whole body is extremely weak, as if the long life is also accompanied by the loss of blood.

This dying person is undoubtedly Qiang Hu Divine Venerable, and it is he who stands in front of Wei Jiu at a critical juncture.

Such a result was unexpected by everyone.

In the final analysis, he is also the sixth-ranked god in the god capital, while Wei Jiu is nothing. How could Wei Jiu, who had such a status, be qualified to let him protect at the cost of his life? What's more, the two of them did not have a strong relationship, and it was not worth saving them with their lives at all, but the truth was often so unexpected.

"How so... How so?"

Wei Jiu looked at the figure of Qiang Hu Divine Venerable, and muttered in a low voice, his eyes trembled slightly, as if he had been hit by some great blow. His mouth kept repeating such a sentence, and it was obvious that the death of Qiang Hu Shenzun had a great impact on his psychology.