Chapter 463 I refuse

Looking at the dark blue emperor who had exploded and died and had turned into a pile of broken meat, Xia Jun's heart couldn't help but be afraid for a while. Fortunately, he was very sensitive to the magic spirit, felt that something was wrong, and immediately retreated.

At the moment of the deep blue emperor's self-detonation, the soul fire was launched, which was the only way to resist this terrible wave of magic attacks.

Without the soul tree, Xia Jun knew that he would not be able to survive the horrible self-explosion just now, and he had to be pulled on his back.

At this time, the laws of the gods also began to operate automatically to purify the magic gas that invaded the battle space. The Deep Blue Emperor has died, and the victory of this battle naturally is on the head of the Xia army.

Another 14-level Xuanjing, which automatically appears in Xia Jun's ring. In addition to the acquisition of the last battle, Xia Jun already has enough 20,000-4 Xuanjing. It is equivalent to 400,000 three-level Xuanjing.

Xia Jun finally feels a little better. Sure enough, the greater the risk, the greater the harvest!

Brush!

The nearby magic gas has been purified one after another, and the fire of the soul is naturally useless. Xia Jun quickly put it away. Otherwise, if the gods and emperors outside know that they can infinitely trigger the fire of the soul, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble for themselves.

The winning Xia Jun was also automatically transmitted out of the battle space by the laws of the gods.

But as soon as Xia Jun came out of the battle space, there was suddenly a flower in front of him, and then he saw his two dragon girls, with fragrant wind, suddenly rushed towards him.

Instinctively, Xia Jun has a move that wants to dodge. However, seeing the two dragon girls' slightly red and swollen eyes, Xia Jun sighed helplessly and stood still.

He also understands the reason why the two dragon girls are excited. For the two dragon girls, they are not only the benefactors who gave dragon blood, but also friends who can talk about.

At the beginning, Xia Jun's impression was different. The dragon girl was absolutely indifferent to strangers, like iceberg beauties, and unhumane.

Only for her friends will the dragon girl show her enthusiasm.

The dragon girl who rushed over with cheering was left and right. Suddenly, she gave Xia Jun a hug and shouted with tears and smiles, "Xia Jun, you're all right. I was really worried about us just now."

"Ha ha, isn't I all right? Why are you crying?" Xia Jun was also slightly moved. He knew that these two dragon girls really regarded themselves as friends before they made such a move.

"Yes, Xia Jun is the best." Seeing that Xia Jun was really fine, the two dragon girls were really happy. Through two days of contact, Xia Jun's easy-going attitude had already let the two dragon girls treat him as friends.

Now that Xia Jun wins, the two dragon girls are also very happy and feel that it is necessary to say something, but ordinary things, such as "rich people" as Xia Jun, don't seem to be eye-catching. The two women looked at each other and simply put their heads close to Xia Jun at the same time, kissed him on the face separately, and ran away with a slightly red face.

"This seems to be a little too enthusiastic."

Touching the face that had been kissed, although Xia Jun was a little excited, he was still more helpless and bitterly.

The nearby god son, the dragon girl beside the emperor, is not as cold as iceberg, but the two dragon girls around her are lively and beautiful. Isn't this attracting hatred for themselves?

Xia Jun looked at the crowd around him. Sure enough, many emperors looked at themselves with a bitter and hatred, but more importantly, it was still a shocked and unbelievable look.

Even the bright son who has never seen Xia Jun with his eyes is the first time to look at Xia Jun seriously. There was doubt in his eyes.

As for the Dark Son, that look is even more naked and provocative. It seems that he can't wait to fight with Xia Jun now.

Xia Jun's heart suddenly thumped and secretly shouted bad. As soon as he thought about it, he understood that the two gods must pay attention to him because of the fire of the soul.

However, there are only two ways to stimulate the fire of the soul in the five prisons. One is to find the stone of the soul, which can stimulate the weak fire of the soul. It's just that kind of stone has long been extinct in the five prisons.

Then there is only the second one left, that is, to burn your own soul to stimulate, but although it can stimulate the soul flame, it will definitely cause the soul to fly away. How could it be like Xia Jun who stimulated the fire of the soul, and now he is still alive like an innocent.

Not to mention that a group of gods and emperors are incredible, if it were you, you would be confused.

Thinking of this, Xia Jun's heart suddenly moved and secretly said, "It can't go on like this. Once the secret of the soul tree is exposed, not to mention that it will attract the crazy pursuit of the demon world, even those virtual gods will not let themselves go. We must find a way to hide the past! By the way, just use this trick!"

Wow!

Under the gaze of everyone, Xia Jun's originally straight body suddenly withered, and his face also turned from red to white. Before he walked back to the array, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood!

"Xia Jun, you are injured!" Seeing this, the two dragon girls became nervous. One rushed over to help Xia Jun, and the other had opened the recovery array at the fastest speed to try to recover Xia Jun's injury without instructions.

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Seeing Xia Jun's serious injury and dying appearance, the tense and depressed atmosphere in the field gradually recovered, and some people couldn't help showing gloating eyes.

"Let me tell you, Xia Jun has three heads and six arms. After all, he is a depressed god. How can he be unharmed in such an explosion?"

"I can't say that. Xia Jun is still a little smart to think of using the fire of the soul to deal with the evil spirit!"

"Well, what about the fire of the soul? Sanren are scattered people, and they never want to be on an equal footing with us! Besides, the fire of the soul needs to consume soul power, but it's strange that Xia Jun has inspired so many soul flames, but the soul did not fly away on the spot. This human life is quite hard!"

"Life is not good, but it's just the difference between early death and late death, and the damage of the soul and the recovery of the divine array cannot be recovered. I'm afraid this Xia Jun can't survive the next round."

A group of gods and the emperor talked about it, and the bright god son also laughed secretly. "I almost took this Xia Jun as an opponent just now. It's ridiculous to think about it. It seems that there is no need to pay much attention to a dying person. I guess the only one who can compete with me a little is the son of sea and the dark god."

Looking at the healing Xia Jun, the sharpness of the eyes of the Dark God also gradually disappeared, and he regained his biggest aura of the world, and his eyes kept looking at the Bright God, faintly revealing a trace of provocation.

Only the sea god son was so happy. At the moment he saw Xia Jun's injury, he couldn't wait to laugh a few times. Several emperors who had been scolded by Xia Jun have laughed unscrupulously, "Hahaha, that's great. Although Xia Jun was not killed on the spot by the Deep Blue Emperor, his soul was also severely damaged. Look at him this time. Not yet..."

These emperors, before they spoke, suddenly there was no sound around, and then there was an amazing pressure. When their heads fell, they put these people on the ground on the spot.

"What dares..." One of the emperors was furious and was about to curse. Suddenly, he saw the person who released the pressure and almost bit off his tongue. The rest of the words also shrank back.

The rest of the people also look chilly. Because it was none other than the dragon patriarch who released the pressure, and the referee who presided over the conference this time was also the only golden emperor present.

Especially at this time, the dragon patriarch is still furious, and no one dares to touch the mold. They all look at the nose, nose and heart, and sit upright.

The dragon patriarch looked at it with a gloomy face for a while and didn't see anything. This is why she said coldly, "The old man warns you that what happened just now can be regarded as nothing. But if anyone dares to violate the rules of the conference and play tricks, the old man will definitely investigate and kill the blaspire with his own hands, and not only will he be punished, but the empire and the temple behind him will also be regarded as rebellion and bear the anger of all the temples and empires. Do you remember? |

"Remember!" A group of gods and emperors obviously heard the seriousness of the dragon patriarch's patriarch's tone. Wherever they dared to neglect, they all agreed loudly.

"Just remember!" The dragon patriarch's face softened.

When Xia Jun, who had been healing, heard this, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face. What a sin to use things from the demon world at the gods's conference. This important thing changed other gods, the emperors, had already turned upside down, and even triggered a war between the temple and the empire.

But the dragon female patriarch exposed the matter with a light sentence. That's why, isn't it that she is a scattered person, without the support of the temple or the protection of the empire, directly turning big things into small things!

"Don't be angry about killing the Son of God. This time, it is the negligence of the old man. This bottle of soul light is given to you. Although it can't make you recover, it can also make up for some of the souls you consumed!" Controlling the scene, the dragon female patriarch did not forget Xia Jun, the victim. He directly took out a jade bottle and threw it to Xia Jun.

"No, although I, Xia, are poor, there are still several things to restore the soul, so I won't waste the patriarch's medicine!" Xia Jun sneered and didn't look at the flying jade bottle. As soon as he pushed it, the bottle flew back.

He can't see the intention of the dragon girl patriarch, but he just wants to gag his mouth with a little favor, so that he can completely cover up what someone has just done.

Where can Xia Jun accept this kind of charity?

"What, he actually refused!"

"This madman, he deserves to die, he really deserves to die!"

"Oh, my God, does he know who it is? That's a golden emperor. Who does he think he is, a virtual god? The dragon female patriarch was kind and gave him some compensation in person, but this person actually gave so much faceless!"