Chapter 688 Missing a Watchdog

"you!"

A ray of disbelief appeared in Zhong Cuo's eyes.

"This is impossible!"

His calculations have never been wrong, and it is impossible for them to be wrong.

He signed the master-servant contract himself.

As the son of the plane, he received a lot of servants and summoned beasts along the way.

He knew this contract very well.

After taking out the profound energy, blocking the space, and isolating the fluctuation of the soul, the master-servant contract cannot take effect.

"Are you surprised?"

"Are you surprised?"

Brother Cheng who transformed into Li Junlang shook the sword in his hand and watched Zhong Cuo's expression with great interest.

It's quite a sense of accomplishment for a son of a plane to show such a beaten expression.

Originally, he wanted to use Jiang Xianzhe's identity to do it directly, but considering that he didn't use immortal strength and only profound strength, I'm afraid he still won't be able to win the eighth level of Emperor Xuan.

Even if the person is just an external incarnation.

"Stable!"

"Haha, that's great!"

Xin Ling and the others outside couldn't help cheering.

They were completely desperate just now, and they really didn't expect that Senior Li could be recruited under such circumstances.

Zhong Cuo's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression kept changing.

The first error in calculation caused a big blow to his self-confidence that he had been proud of for hundreds of millions of years.

But he is obviously not so easily defeated.

In the next moment, a mysterious wave suddenly came.

His figure was faint for a while, as if he was going to break through to another world.

Li Junlang even killed several Dixuan Jiuzhong, Zhong Cuo knew very well that his external incarnation was not his opponent.

Since you can't beat it, there's no need to sacrifice an incarnation in vain.

After all, this will also cause a small loss of his body.

He is very decisive, if he can't make it, he will withdraw, there is nothing to be ashamed of.

And he wants to leave here is also very simple, directly summoned with the main body, even if this incarnation is in any danger, it can be immediately teleported back to the sixth floor.

It's just that Brother Cheng didn't give him this chance.

The moment his figure was about to dissipate, it suddenly became concrete again.

That ray of mysterious fluctuations was cut off, and it was firmly blocked from the outside.

"Where are you running in such a hurry?"

Come when you want, go when you want?

"What do you think of this place, the inn restaurant?"

"Even if it is, you have to pay the bill before you can leave."

There was a flash of murderous intent in Zhong Cuo's eyes, since he couldn't escape, he could only fight.

As soon as he made his move, Brother Cheng directly slammed 15 simple doors with the seventh-level speed mysterious pattern and the sixth-level sword mysterious pattern at the same time.

In the small space, dazzling fireworks bloomed.

Vaguely, you can see that the small worlds are constantly being derived and destroyed.

This fluctuation can completely destroy the entire temple.

But at this time, they were confined within a ten-meter square around the two of them, and there was no leakage.

Zhong Zuo, who was in it, was bombarded and flew out.

But only flying one meter is like hitting an invisible wall.

fell from the air.

Before he could land, Brother Cheng grabbed his throat.

The huge immortal force drove straight in and blasted into the opponent's body.

The profound veins of the meridians were swept away by the monstrous flood, and at an extremely fast speed, they all shattered and collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the soul also entered the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.

Completely cut off the connection between this external avatar and Zhong Cuo's main body.

In the end, he imprisoned the stray soul of the incarnation outside the body.

Only then did the clock with only an empty shell left by mistake threw it on the ground.

"you!"

"You are so cruel!"

The whole process went up and down, like a fast-moving movie.

Outside Xin Ling and the others didn't even have time to see what happened.

Just saw the emperor who once made them tremble lying in front of him, like a pool of mud.

Zhong Cuo no longer had any power to counterattack, this external avatar no longer had the power of profound soul and profound patterns, and could not use any profound arts.

The rest is just an empty shell body comparable to the Emperor Profound Realm.

In this state, any Di Xuan Yizhong can defeat him.

"Is this called cruel?"

"You came all the way here, and we don't treat you warmly, how can we deal with you?"

Brother Cheng looked down at him, but there was no sympathy in his eyes.

Think about what would have happened to you just now if you were really an ordinary eight-level Tianxuan who needed to be summoned to call for help from the demons from other worlds?

There is nothing wrong with wrong calculations.

It's just that the information was wrong and he was misled by Brother Cheng.

He and everyone never dreamed that Jiang Xianzhe and Li Junlang were the same person, and he didn't need to be summoned at all.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want with this person."

This external incarnation is completely useless, and Brother Cheng is not worried that he will still be able to make waves.

What's more, even if it is lifted, what can it be?

Hearing this sentence, Xin Ling and the others felt that it was extremely unreal.

Oneself and others...dispose of...the Emperor Zun's bell is wrong?

Even if this is just an abolished external incarnation, they would not dare.

Hundreds of millions of years of prestige have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and when you hear the name, you will feel awe from your heart, let alone seeing the face of the protagonist of the son of the plane.

Do you have any hair in your heart?

Their reactions all fell into Zhong Cuo's eyes.

Even if it has fallen to such a point, there is still a trace of contempt in the eyes of this dignified emperor.

"Dispose of me?"

"It's just you?"

"Whoever dares to deal with me, in the future I will leave the customs with my body, and I will make him cry in pain forever and ever, until the day when the mysterious world is destroyed."

Such a curse is intimidating and terrifying.

And with the means of his deity and the domineering style of the past, this sentence is by no means just talk.

He looked at Brother Cheng's back coldly: "Li Junlang, you can either let me go, or kill me altogether."

He was ready for the worst.

The big deal is to give up this incarnation outside the body and take revenge in the future, he can afford the loss.

It's just that now the soul is imprisoned, and it is impossible to commit suicide.

"Using your strength to humiliate your opponent, it has unreasonably lowered your worth, which is disgusting."

Brother Cheng turned around slowly and looked at him inexplicably.

This guy has fallen into this field, where is the arrogance?

And either let him go or kill him.

"Why, do you still want to teach me how to do things?"

This brother pouted and glanced at Xin Ling Shenliang and the others who were still in fear, knowing that they would not be able to adapt to this change.

"Li Hanyu, Zhong Cuo's external incarnation will be handed over to you."

He waved at Li Hanyu: "Our temple lacks a watchdog, I hope you can tame him sooner."

Look, watchdog?

Xin Ling and the others almost fainted.

That is the incarnation of Emperor Zun Zhong's mistake, the number one expert in the mysterious world!

Is it too crazy to do this?

Zhong Cuo's complexion changed greatly and he almost collapsed.

"Li Junlang, you dare!"

Even if he lost his profound strength, he still wanted to escape from here.

However, he was only two meters away when he was slapped back by Li Hanyu.

"Yes!"

The woman bowed to her brother Cheng.

Immediately, he lifted the back of Zhongcuo's neck expressionlessly and took him away from the scene.