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Chapter 642

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"There's more?"

Zhu Li's hair stood on end as he looked around cautiously. The two Yimo Kings in front of him had a terrifying aura that was comparable to a peak expert who had passed three Reincarnation Tribulations.

Any Yimo King could easily defeat the Celestial Demon Marten tribe. Apart from these two Yimo Kings, there was actually another hidden Yimo King?

Zhu Li's body involuntarily trembled at the thought that he and the Bai Yue sect leader would have to face such a terrifying Yimo lineup.

Even if the entire Celestial Demon Marten tribe came to their rescue, they would not be a match for such a powerful lineup.

Furthermore, they would not make it in time at such a great distance.

"Hahaha … I never thought that such an expert like you would appear in this world."

A soft laugh sounded across the sky. The voice was calm and cold but it gave off an endless chill. It was as though the sky had been frozen by the coldness of his voice.

"I am the Fourth Seat King."

The space in the sky rippled slightly and a group of figures appeared. The leader of the group was exceptionally young and pale. He looked rather feminine and his long and narrow eyes were like the bottomless ravines of hell. They were pitch-black and cold.

"Fourth Seat King?"

Zhu Li forcefully swallowed his saliva. His baby-smooth face was completely drained of blood and was as white as a sheet.

There were a total of ten Seat Kings in Devil Prison. The higher one's rank was, the stronger they were.

The Fourth Seat King's strength was not inferior to the top eight ancient masters.

Even though Zhu Li had confidence in the Bai Yue sect leader, he still felt uneasy.

Now was not the time to consider whether they could destroy the Yuan Gate. Instead, it was whether they had a chance to escape.

Furthermore, there were two pitch-black figures behind the Fourth Seat King.

Although the two pitch-black figures were much weaker than the Yimo King that the Bai Yue sect leader had just sealed, they were still powerful Yimo Kings. Every Yimo was comparable to a Reincarnation stage expert.

"Five Yimo Kings and the three sect leaders of the Yuan Gate. There are a total of eight Reincarnation stage experts."

Zhu Li muttered to himself. He was much calmer at this moment.

If no one came to rescue them, they would definitely die here. There was no chance of survival.

"So what if we capture your people?"

Just as Zhu Li was planning to fight to the death, a golden-robed red-haired man tore through the empty space and stood in the air. His cold eyes swept over the Fourth Seat King's group as he spoke in a domineering manner.

However, when he saw the three Yimo kings sealed on the Heaven Emperor War Chariot, as well as two Seat Kings, the corner of his mouth involuntarily twitched.

Even he did not have the ability to suppress a single Seat King. This was because once they started fighting, other Yimo would come to their aid. Yet, this unknown faction in front of him had actually suppressed three Yimo kings without making a sound.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Yimo had suddenly sent out so many Yimo Kings, he wouldn't have known that such a huge thing had actually happened.

What was even more peculiar was that the two sealed Hybrid Demon Kings had three golden words flashing on them: Auction Item.

"Seriously …"

The golden-robed man didn't know what to say. This unknown power in front of him was too strange, too bizarre.

"Flame Master?"

The Fourth Seat King, who was floating in the sky, sized up the Flame Master as a trace of fear flashed across his eyes. After which, his eyes once again swept across his surroundings as a cold smile involuntarily formed on the corners of his mouth.

"Flame Master, you actually dare to stop us alone. Today, another one of the eight Ancient Masters will die."

The Fourth Seat King narrowed his long eyes. His pitch-black eyes were filled with a venomous murderous desire as he spoke in a calm voice. It was as if he was narrating a fact.

He had never imagined that the Flame Master would actually dare to appear here alone. Did he not know that there were three Seat Kings here?

As long as they could rescue the two sealed Seat Kings, they would have a total of five Seat Kings. Forget about the Flame Master, they were even confident of suppressing the most terrifying Ice Master.

"Flame Master, this is your invitation. The Celestial Demon Marten tribe will hold an auction in two days. There will be various healing pills on sale. A single Immortal Pill will be enough to completely recover from your injuries."

The Baiyue Sect Leader regained his composure when he saw that everyone had come out. With a wave of his hand, he handed an invitation to the Flame Master in the sky.

He was not afraid of the Fourth Seat King. However, he was afraid that the other Yimo would rescue the Yimo Kings sealed in the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot while he was fighting against the Yimo Kings.

Compared to the large group of Yimo Kings before him, he was more worried that he would not be able to complete the task that Zhou Yang had given him.

Zhu Li, "… …"

Zhu Li's neck stiffened as he turned back. The boundless battle intent that had risen from his body instantly dissipated. The joy on his face from the Flame Master's arrival instantly froze.

What kind of situation was this?

Even if the Flame Master was here to rescue them, they were not confident of victory. At such a critical juncture, he actually did not forget about the auction.

Furthermore, he even tried to promote some Immortal Pill to the Flame Master.

If there was such a powerful Immortal Pill, the eight Ancient Masters would have long searched for it to recover from their injuries. Why would they need to hide in this world to recover from their injuries?

The Flame Master, "… …"

"Cough cough cough … I will definitely support you after this battle."

The Flame Master was also stunned by the Baiyue Sect Leader's calmness.

In the sky, there were a total of five Yimo Kings. Two of them were true kings while the other three were from the ten Great Yimo Kings. The three in front of him were the Sixth Seat King, Fifth Seat King and Fourth Seat King.

In addition to the Seventh and Ninth Seat Kings who could be rescued at any time, there were three of the eight Ancient Masters in order to have a chance of victory against such a powerful Yimo lineup.

However, the Flame Master quickly felt relieved. Amongst the five Yimo kings, other than the two true kings who had basically recovered from their injuries, the Fourth Seat King, Fifth Seat King, Sixth Seat King and the Flame Master had only recovered to around seventy to eighty percent of their injuries.

The Baiyue Sect Leader in front of him was a Rebirth State expert with peak fighting strength. Based on the rules of the auction, if the Baiyue Sect Leader rode the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot away, the Yimo Kings would not be able to catch up.

"Fourth Seat King, I wonder if you have improved over the years?"

At the thought of this, the Flame Master smiled and took a step forward. His crimson eyes seemed to be burning with flames as he mocked.

If the Baiyue Sect Leader could bring the three sealed Yimo Kings away, they would win this battle. He was confident that he could kill his way out of this encirclement.

At the same time, a pillar of fire shot towards the Fourth Seat King from below. The crimson light pillar caused the surrounding space to burn until it became slightly distorted.

"Flame Master, your temper is still as violent as ever."

The Fourth Seat King's body hurriedly retreated and dodged the pillar of fire. After which, he threw a punch towards the Flame Master. Monstrous Demonic Qi surged out from his body and formed a huge black fist. There were strange symbols wiggling on the surface of his fist.

The sky seemed to be torn apart wherever the huge black fist passed, leaving behind a pitch-black afterimage.

"Is this all you Yimo have?"

The Flame Master laughed softly. The Yuan Power on his body surged and turned into a sea of fire that blotted out the sky. The sea of fire turned into a crimson fire dragon that charged towards the huge black fist.

The two collided and instantly turned into nothingness. There was not a single sound. However, Ying Xuanzi and the rest, who were hundreds of thousands of feet away, felt their chests tighten. It was as if they had suffered a heavy blow.

In an instant, the entire Eastern Xuan Region could feel an incomparably powerful aura enveloping the sky. Gold, crimson and black were separated into three different directions. It was an extremely strange sight.

"Sixth Seat King, go and help the Fourth Seat King."

In the sky, the Fifth Seat King instructed the Sixth Seat King when he saw that the Fourth Seat King was actually at a disadvantage after exchanging dozens of blows.

The Sixth Seat King's eyes swept across the calm Baiyue Sect Leader. A trace of doubt flashed across his eyes. After which, he slammed his palm towards the Flame Master's back.

The combined attack of the Fourth Seat King and the Sixth Seat King instantly destroyed the Flame Master's advantage. Gradually, he could only defend passively.

"Elder, are we not going to help?"

Zhu Li looked at the Flame Master in the sky and asked worriedly.

Although the Flame Master was extremely powerful, he would still be beaten to death.

"Don't be anxious. Someone else is coming."

The Baiyue Sect Leader sighed softly. He frowned and waved his hand to stop Zhu Li, who was about to charge forward and fight. He felt a few powerful auras flash by.

"This is going to be troublesome."

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