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"I just want to know how these guys dared to rebel! Don't they know that doing so will bring endless dangers to themselves! These bastards, we should now come up with a way to deal with this situation. You all tell us what to do, we can't just pretend that nothing happened, otherwise we will be laughed at even more by other creatures on the Protoss Continent."

"It's not that there is no solution now. That is to send one or two ninth-level saints among us. As long as we kill the chicken to scare the monkeys in time, I believe the remaining guys will naturally be very sensible. However, everyone knows that there are many risks in doing this. It is no exaggeration to say that no one wants to do such a thing."

"Humph, it's already this time, someone has to make sacrifices. I know what you are worried about, it's nothing more than that Hongmeng Qin Emperor. I don't think there is anything to worry about this guy. If he dares to cause trouble, just attack him directly! We, the ninth-level saints, are gathered together, not for show."

"You've made it clear. If you're talking like this, why don't you deal with the Hongmeng Qin Emperor yourself? Wouldn't it be much easier if you dealt with the Hongmeng Qin Emperor yourself? It can even be said that the Hongmeng Qin Emperor would not have any room for resistance in your imagination. I would rather send you out to suppress those defecting soldiers."

......

What these ninth-level saints said was more pleasant than the other.

When it comes to doing serious work, they all back off more than others.

One is more cowardly than the other...

There was fear in their eyes.

Even though they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that the pressure brought by Emperor Hongmeng Qin was really too great.

After some discussion.

Including various behind-the-scenes operations, a ninth-level saint was chosen unwillingly.

After this ninth-rank saint learned that he had become the unlucky guy, his mentality changed significantly.

His eyes were fixed on the other ninth-level saints.

Things have come to this point, coupled with the obvious behind-the-scenes manipulation just now.

I have survived for so many years, but I can't even understand this most basic routine.

Wouldn't that mean I've lived in vain for so many years?

"Just wait for me, you bastards. If I can come back alive, I will make you pay the price."

After saying that, he left angrily...

The other ninth-rank saints looked at each other, with sarcasm and secret joy in their eyes.

Still want to come back alive? Dream on!

They already had a premonition that the Hongmeng Qin Emperor would definitely seize this opportunity to take action.

Now what I am waiting for is just a gamble.

After this ninth-rank saint leaves, all the chaos can be quickly calmed down.

As for the rest, it doesn’t matter!

His life or death? Anyway, it wasn't me who died.

There's nothing to worry about.

"Haha, this guy is really naive. I can understand his thoughts, but it's a pity that he is alone and weak. If he wants to fight us, he must show the strength to fight us. Do any of you think this guy has the ability to fight us? In my opinion, he doesn't have such ability."

"That's not the way to say it. If this guy gets really desperate, he could still cause me some trouble. But from his performance just now, I'm sure of one thing, that is, he can't possibly cause us too much trouble, because this guy is really a bit of a coward, a typical coward! Why should we bother with him?"

"That's what I mean. He doesn't even have the courage to fight against us. How can he compete with us? He is overestimating himself! I think we should let him know his own strength. We can't deal with Hongmeng Qin Emperor because he is too powerful and invincible. But it's not a big deal to deal with a small ninth-level saint."

"Alright, alright, you guys are rubbing salt into the wounds after they've already left. Is this necessary? Besides, the reason we chose him is because we thought no one would help him. To be honest, I still hope he can return alive and not fall into the hands of Emperor Qin, because then we'll lose a powerful ninth-rank saint."

......

Just as these ninth-level saints expected.

Qin Buyi was looking for the opponent's weakness at this time.

Based on your understanding of these enemies.

Qin Buyi was very sure of one thing.

That means the other party will definitely reveal a flaw.

The reason is very simple, that is, these ninth-level saints in the Protoss Continent are not very united.

For them, doing things like harming teammates behind their backs is a piece of cake.

As long as it doesn't affect themselves, they won't feel any burden about harming their teammates.

Soon, the unlucky ninth-level saint appeared in Qin Buyi's field of vision.

Qin Buyi's mouth curled up slightly: "I guessed it."

Often, Qin Buyi felt a little bored when confronting these ninth-order Dao-level forces...

The enemies are more or less easy to deal with.

If they were united even a little bit, it would be extremely difficult to deal with them by ourselves.

The next second, Qin Buyi appeared in front of the unlucky guy.

He looked at the unfortunate fellow with a half-smile: "Where are you going?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other party was immediately shocked.

When the other party realized it was Qin Buyi, he was immediately frightened.

When I came out, I kept praying in my heart that I would never encounter this killer god.

How come I still encountered...

Why is my luck so bad?

Isn't it just that I'm unlucky, or is it that this god of death is simply keeping an eye on me?

That would be bad!

"How did you know I would leave at this time?" he asked with caution.

Qin Buyi smiled and said, "What do you think?"

With just one sentence, the ninth-level saint stopped talking immediately.

He chose to turn around and run away.

Because he had already sensed an extremely strong murderous intent from this Hongmeng Qin Emperor.

With such strong murderous intent, he knew very well that the other party would never let him go.

As he ran, he kept muttering in his heart: "What bad luck! First I got tricked by those bastards, and then I ran into Hongmeng Qin Emperor when I came out. What kind of luck am I."

At this point, I can only blame my bad luck.

Thinking of this, he felt even more unhappy.

Why should I be the one who is unlucky?

If those bastards didn't do anything stupid, this kind of bad luck would never have happened to me.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine at this time.

If there was a way to regret, he would definitely not choose to join the game like this...