All the powerhouses rushed over, but the situation was not as serious as they imagined, so they left without staying.
Of course.
Before leaving, they did not forget to inquire about the Sect of All Times.
This sect that rose like a comet gave them a very mysterious feeling, so they naturally wanted to know more about it.
Unfortunately, as soon as their spiritual senses surged toward Mount Iron Bone, they were mercilessly bounced back by the array.
The Array Master, Zhen Dejun, did not only know how to use explosions as art. Ever since he started researching the Qimen Thirty-two Arrays, he had long set up an isolation array around the sect to prevent others from peeping with their spiritual senses.
"Since it's not The Purple King who is causing trouble, I'll take my leave first." City Lord Han cupped his hands and said.
Jun Changxiao took the Space Ring with a large number of spirit stones from Yi Tianxing and said, "City Lord Han, it's not easy for you to come here. Why don't you stay for a meal before leaving?"
Wu Sheng was a powerhouse.
If he could make friends, he naturally had to.
"The imperial city is busy, so there's no need for Jun Patriarch to spend money."
City Lord Han cupped his hands, then got up and flew away.
"City Lord Mu, stay for a meal?" Jun Changxiao looked at City Lord Mu. The latter shook his head and said, "Another day."
Therefore, the powerhouses that existed in Mount Iron Bone quickly left, but they were muttering in their hearts. It was clearly a small group of low-level ferocious beasts that invaded. The altar was making a fuss over nothing.
After watching everyone leave, Jun Changxiao also muttered to himself, "The Purple King should be capable. Otherwise, why would the powerhouses of the entire continent be so nervous?"
However …
It was too weak to be knocked down with one shot.
Or could it be that that guy had been sealed for too long and its strength had not reached its peak, so it thought that the Sect of All Times was easy to bully and came looking for trouble with its head held high?
"If that's the case."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "It's really going to fight to the death before it even has a chance to win."
Of course.
Thousands of years ago, so many ferocious beasts had gathered to go all out, but they were all killed before they could even take action.
Now that he had made a comeback, he hadn't even recovered his cultivation and summoned all of his underlings before he was reduced to a prisoner.
The Purple King, who had been locked up in his cell again, lamented with tears in his eyes, "Why is it so difficult for This King to accomplish something great!?"
"Creak!"
The door opened again.
Su Xiaomo walked in first and neatly arranged the chairs. Jun Changxiao sat down elegantly and crossed his legs, interlocking his fingers, and said with a smile, "Are you convinced?"
"Submit my ass!" The Purple King raged.
Even though it had been captured, even though its underlings had been defeated, it was still unwilling to accept this, because it was not in its most powerful state. Otherwise, it would definitely be able to crush this human and his sect!
Jun Changxiao said with a solemn expression, "You are a Monster King who wants to do great things, and I am also a person who wants to do great things. If we join forces, we will definitely be able to achieve great things!"
Ding!
Your good friend, Deputy Director Jun of the Strategic Deception Bureau, is online!
"Bah!"
The Purple King said hatefully, "You humans are cunning and sinister. This King has to help you count the money after being sold. How can I work with you!?"
Jun Changxiao said seriously, "You have the strongest body, and I have the strongest brain. If we join forces, we can really do whatever we want in the Falling Star Continent!"
He was not in a hurry to use the Gate Palm Ball, because if he could persuade it to surrender with words, he could save it.
However, The Purple King said firmly, "I will be your spring … spring …"
"Spring Autumn Dream?"
"Yes! Keep dreaming! "
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao stood up and said, "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being rude."
"Swoosh!"
The high-ranked Gate Palm Ball appeared in his hand, and he made a dashing throwing gesture, saying, "Say it smells good!"
"Bang!"
The Gate Palm Ball hit The Purple King's head directly, but nothing happened.
"Huh?"
Jun Changxiao was stunned.
He picked up the Gate Palm Ball and shouted again, "Go, Gate Palm Ball!"
"Bang!"
It hit Purple Chestnut's head again, but still nothing happened!
"F * ck!"
Jun Changxiao broke down and said, "Why not!?"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
He hit it a few more times, and finally lay on the chair, panting, shouting in his heart, "What's going on!?"
The System said, "In theory, The Purple King is only at the Emperor level, so it should be able to be subdued directly. The fact that the Host has failed repeatedly shows that its true strength is beyond the range of the high-ranked Gate Palm Ball."
"…" Jun Changxiao broke down.
'I was given a Gate Palm Ball for completing the mission, but I can't subdue it. What's the use of being a protagonist!'
The System said, "Shouldn't the Host be laughing?"
"Why should I laugh?"
"If the high-ranked Gate Palm Ball can't be subdued, it means that its level is very high. If you can subdue it for your own use, it will definitely be a very powerful fighter!"
This sentence instantly reminded Jun Changxiao, and he suddenly changed from a collapsed state to a sinister smile and said, "That makes sense!"
Seeing him suddenly show a strange smile, The Purple King's heart suddenly shuddered, and he secretly said, "Don't tell me I have some disgusting fetish?"
"Are you hungry?" Jun Changxiao said gently.
Hungry?
Even if this King was really hungry, how could he say it out loud!
"Xiao Mu."
Jun Changxiao said, "Go and ask Du Du to cook a few dishes and bring two jars of wine. This King wants to get drunk with this warrior today."
"Yes!"
Su Xiaomo left quickly.
Not long after.
One Black and Two Black prepared the table, and then put all kinds of delicious food and two jars of old wine.
These dishes were very hard, all of them were meat.
"Warrior."
Jun Changxiao said, "Since you are a beast, this King has prepared more meat dishes."
"Humph."
The Purple King sneered and said, "This King prefers to eat human meat!"
"It's a pity that I'm not Tang Seng, otherwise I'll cut a piece for you to eat." Jun Changxiao sat down and said, "Untie this warrior."
"Ka Ka Ka!"
The chains were removed, and The Purple King's body staggered a few steps. It seemed that he was really weak.
However, he didn't walk over, but coldly said, "Damn human, what tricks are you playing!"
Jun Changxiao said, "You are a prisoner. Naturally, you have to eat your fill, so that you can continue to be abused."
"Jun Patriarch."
Zhao Doudou, who was curled up in the corner, smelled the intoxicating fragrance of the dishes and said weakly, "Can I do it too?"
"Take him out and beat him."
"Ah?"
Zhao Doudou, who was a hindrance, was taken out, leaving only Jun Changxiao and The Purple King in the cell.
One was weak and had no cultivation, while the other was seriously injured and exhausted. They felt like brothers in distress.
The fragrance of the food filled the entire cell, crazily attacking The Purple King's unusually sensitive sense of smell, to the extent that he couldn't help but drool.
"Come and eat."
Jun Chang said with a smile as he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Seeing that he was smacking his lips, The Purple King swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then turned his head with difficulty, but his body moved over step by step.
"Pa!"
He sat down and put his left hand on his right wrist, forcibly stopping him from picking up the chopsticks. His expression was unusually fierce and he was struggling.
King!
You must hold on!
Unfortunately, the self-restraint of beasts was not as good as that of humans.
In the end, The Purple King gave in. He picked up a piece of red braised meat with his chopsticks and said angrily, "Stupid human, this King is full and waiting for you to abuse me!"
"Swish!"
He swallowed it.
"Weng — — —"
The food had just reached his mouth, but before he could chew it, the taste of the food deeply stimulated The Purple King's nerves through his taste buds, making him feel as if he was struck by lightning. His burnt black hair all stood up!
In a trance, he felt as if he was running under the setting sun. That was his lost youth …
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