Shi Feng and Shui Ningqing always stared at the battle in the field.

The two gods stood in the air, instilling spiritual energy downwards, and sealing Jun Chu who was surrounded by a god and nine holy realms.

Faced with the pressure brought by the twelve people, Jun Chuzheng stubbornly gritted his teeth, spreading black spiritual power all over his body, resisting the pressure from the twelve people.

"Twelve people, nine holy realms, three sub-gods, force a seventeen-year-old boy like this..." Shui Ningqing said softly. For some reason, she felt a little unfair.

Shi Feng was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "But who can do this as Jun Chu as a 17-year-old boy? Kill the holy realm first, then kill the Assassin..."

Behind them, the two old men of the Cold Wind Castle were also extremely shocked at this time. They looked at Jun Chu in the field and the two old women in the sub-god realm of Tianxin Palace, and looked at Jun Chu with shock.

"It's really unexpected to be able to persist to this level..."

"Yes, I have lived such a talented boy for more than four hundred years, and it is the first time I have seen him."

Two old women from Tianxin Palace said.

"He is afraid he can't hold on." At this time, an old man sighed behind Shi Feng.

Jun Rufeng also frowned and looked at Jun Chu. "But don't have anything to do. You said you want to leave, but no one can stop you..."

Shui Ningqing then looked at Jun Rufeng and said, "Jun Chu will not leave. He is afraid that when he leaves, the people of Tianjue City will vent their anger on you! Although on the surface, Xiao Xingyu, the lord of Tianjue City, signed a three-way treaty and would not attack people in the world, but if he secretly killed you in private or sent his disciples to kill you, as long as it is not slaughtering civilians, it is too angry and resentful to the people, the three-way treaty will not be restrained!"

Hearing Shui Ningqing's words, Jun Rufeng said, "I would rather die than die!"

"If you die, you can give up this matter? Jun Chu will still be chased by the masters of Tianjue City! What's the point of your death?" Shui Ningqing asked.

Jun Rufeng stopped talking, just looked at Jun Chu worriedly.

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Xiao Xingyu showed a cold sneer and looked at Jun Chu below.

"Even if you are so powerful, I don't believe that you can survive the twelve of us! "

Jun Chu gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling, and he had no time to speak. With his own strength, facing such terrifying spiritual power pressure from the twelve people, he could no longer bear it, and the spiritual energy in his body also passed away rapidly. Jun Chu knew that if he didn't find a way to break free or break through the weak point in this pressure, he was afraid that he would explain it to him even with the help of the Emperor of Netherworld!

I think so, but how can I break free from the twelve people's consolation?

"Old monster, do you have any powerful moves that are larger in scope? Let's shake these people away first and create opportunities for me?" Jun Chu shouted in his mind, resisting the oppressive spiritual power.

"No!" said the Emperor of Netherworld: "Even if there is, it is not something you can do now. Your body cannot bear my trick! If you shake off those people, you will be wiped out..."

Jun Chu was extremely upset, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Then I ask you, if I can shake these people away, can you quickly turn the situation around?"

"What do you mean?" asked the Netherworld Emperor.

"I have seven magic attributes. If I force them to condense them together, that power should be able to shake them apart. But I may not be able to bear it myself, because I don't have the confidence to control them well. I ask you, once I am backfired and fall into a coma, you will immediately take over my body and turn the situation around. Can you do it?" Jun Chu said anxiously. He had already felt that the increasingly heavy oppression was transmitted to himself. Even if he borrowed the power of the Nether Emperor, he could not resist it!

"Try it! As long as I have the chance, I will kill those holy realms first, and then fight against the three sub-gods alone!" said the Nether Emperor.

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"I think you will die!" Xiao Xingyu shouted again! "No one should keep his strength. Let me use the greatest strength to pour down the spiritual power!"

The eleven people nodded together!

"Fire...water...wood...earth...light...dark..." Jun Chu closed his eyes tightly, and in the blink of an eye, forcibly gathered six completely different attributes together.

When Xiao Xingyu saw the dazzling lights in Jun Chu's hand, he was shocked and said: "Six magic attributes? Is he going to take a gamble and fight with us?"

The other eleven people also looked at Jun Chu, and a hint of horror appeared in their eyes. The young man with six magic attributes, his talent was so terrifying? Now he could easily kill people in the holy realm. If he could grow up for a while, would he still take Tianjue City seriously?

Fortunately, now he is trapped here and is about to die. Such a big problem is really impossible to keep!

Thinking of this, the twelve people in Tianjue City worked together to increase the pressure again!

Under this pressure, Jun Chu's body suddenly shook, and the six-color dazzling light in his hand almost disappeared.

A mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and Jun Chu was already injured when the twelve people suddenly exerted their strength!

Gripping his teeth and maintaining the six-colored dazzling light, Jun Chu sensed the spiritual power inside, and then murmured: "It's not enough... This power is not enough to shake those people away!"

"Use your seventh magic attribute! What are you waiting for! Do you know, I can't hold on anymore!" In my mind, the Emperor of Netherworld roared. "If you die, I can only die with you! The six emperors have not killed me. Could you let me die with you in such a place? Is it possible that I will die in the hands of such a person who has not even reached the Divine Emperor realm?"

"Then try!" Jun Chu gritted his teeth. Even though the six-colored light in his hand became riot and there were signs of being unable to suppress it, Jun Chu still instilled in the last wind-type spiritual power again!

The seven colors were firmly controlled by Jun Chu and fused together. They were shining and shining around. All the people who looked at Jun Chu and the twelve Tianjue City could not open their eyes!

"All magic!" Shui Ningqing was shocked!

Shi Feng also looked at Jun Chu with shock. He never thought that Jun Chu would have the entire magic!

"I have lived for so long. I have seen someone for the first time. I have seven-type magic!"

"Me too……"

Tianxin Palace and Hanfeng Castle, four elders from the sub-divine realm, murmured at this time.

"If he doesn't die, I want to bring him back to Tianxin Palace..." An old woman in Tianxin Palace said. "Can it be possible that the Jun family has a heavenly vein underground? Otherwise, why is the son of the Jun family so terrifying? I feel ashamed of the old woman..."

"When did you have a man in Tianxin Palace?" said an old man from the sub-sacred realm in Hanfeng Castle.

"If it is a man of such talent, our Tianxin Palace can set a precedent! Recruit him in..."

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