The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes

The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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第689章 真叫了


Upon seeing his back as if carrying a dead dog, Xin Ling and the others could not help but move their mouths.


"You are really brave!"


Although Zhong Cuo was their enemy, to them, this action was comparable to insulting the gods.


It felt like doing such a thing would invite retaliation.


Cheng Ge also glanced at the figure that was getting further away from Li Han Yu and indistinctly sensed that the posture was somewhat familiar.


Suddenly, he remembered.


Shit, when they 'escaped' from the first level of the Deep Black Clan, wasn't he lifted by his collar like this several times?


Was their posture back then so embarrassing?


"Senior Li, this is not the least bit worthy."


Xin Ling, Shen Liang Jing Yue, and the others looked anxious.


"What is inappropriate?"


"Finally, it was Emperor Zhong Cuo..."


"Want to?"


Cheng Ge shook his head arrogantly and said, "No matter who loses, they will be beaten. And if you get beaten, stand up straight. Who does he think he is, trying to make an exception?"


"But we are worried that Zhong Cuo will take revenge on us in the future..."


"Although there's no such thing as this, do you think he'll let you?"


Cheng Ge seemed to understand.


Zhong Cuo's influence was extremely strong and had been rooted in the hearts of these people for many years. It is difficult to change their perception.


Originally, insulting Zhong Cuo was simply something done impulsively.


He also wanted to hasten the arrival of the man's real body so that he could meet him and die.


But now, he felt the need to use this method to boost the confidence of the Bai Xuan Clan.


Ten days passed in an instant.


Outside of Emperor Zhong Palace at the sixth level, three rows of Profound Emperor Stream experts knelt down once more.


Last time, Emperor Zhong said that Li Jun Lang and Jiang Cheng would die within three days.


Now, ten days have passed.


The experts from the three clans were eagerly waiting, hoping for some good news.


"Two divine messengers, do you know if Li Jun Lang is dead?"


"Yes, if this person is not eliminated, the great vengeance of our three clans will not be avenged..."


The two Profound Flow God women presented cold and arrogant expressions.


"How dare you guys question Emperor Zhong's abilities?"


"You dare to question Emperor Zhong?"


The leader among them immediately shook his hands, apologizing, "We dare not, we just want to hear the good news as soon as possible."


"Yes, yes, we just want to encourage Emperor Zhong."


The white-clothed woman said coldly, "Since the three-day limit has passed, Li Jun Lang must have been executed without a doubt."


The green-clothed woman added calmly, "What Emperor Zhong said was never impossible. He just doesn't like to boast."


After speaking, the two entered to ask Emperor Zhong themselves.


After all, they were also curious about how Li Jun Lang had died.


Once inside, they never returned.


The group of Profound Emperor Stream experts outside waited for one day and one night, but they did not get any news from the two divine envoys. Of course, they're confused.


They could not leave on their knees, and could not stay.


As they grew more anxious, two corpses fell from the sky and landed in front of them.


Upon closer inspection, weren't these the previous two divine messengers?


This surprised them.


The killing of a divine envoy was a major event in the Profound Realm, enough to cause a prolonged bloody killing.


Back then, when Zhong Cuo's lover was kidnapped by his enemy, the result was the thunderous fury of Emperor Zhong, the carnage he unleashed, and the death of countless lives in nature.


Among them, a small clan involved in the incident and 99% of its innocent members were killed.


When Emperor Zhong was angry, blood would flow without mercy.


It doesn't matter if you are involved or not.


"It has nothing to do with us!"


"We didn't do it..."


The high-level members of the three clans were terrified, raising their hands and begging for mercy.


At that moment, two black-clothed women appeared from within the depths of the palace.


"Emperor Zhong had ordered that no one be allowed to inquire or discuss the operation beforehand."


"Those who disobey shall be destroyed."


The two women glanced indifferently at the two corpses lying on the ground and said, "They were killed by Emperor Zhong's own hands for meddling in his affairs."


This...


These two divine emissaries were actually killed by Emperor Zhong himself?


As the crowd heaved a sigh of relief, they also felt a sense of fear.


Isn't that his confidant?


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Can he really be so cruel? They had no idea that to Zhong Cuo, the failed mission ten days ago was a great disgrace.


As the son of a dimensional being, he had enjoyed success for billions of years after using a cheat code.


But this time, his avatar was defeated by Cheng Ge, leaving behind a huge stain. How could he tolerate others asking about it?


If he could, he would erase everyone's memories.


In fact, Zhong Cuo's true self didn't even know that his avatar was still alive, treated like a dog.


After all, the connection between him and his avatar was wiped out by Cheng Ge.


If he knew what his avatar was doing right now, his anger would definitely have multiplied by several folds.


After leaving the Emperor Palace, only they knew what was in their hearts.


Not surprisingly, the Emperor this time failed.


Instead, why would he block the news and forbid anyone from talking about it?


This made them feel very distrustful.


That guy really failed?


It's impossible, right?


And a few days later, they received some images from intelligence agents at the lower levels.


"This is what again?"


The high-level members of the three clans all received similar images.


In the past, it was usually about the movements around the White Xuan Temple, and they had even seen the figure of Jiang Cheng in those images.


After all, Cheng Ge had no defensive awareness, and no restrictions or vigilance against the outside world.


Getting intelligence from them is very easy.


In the eyes of the high-level members of the three clans, this should be a similar intelligence.


However, they were not aware of the anxious expressions of the people who were sending the intelligence, nor were they aware of their sweaty backs.


When they opened the images, the first scene that appeared shocked them, making them immediately kneel.


Because Emperor Zhong Cuo's face is shown in these images.


Although there was a slight difference in temperament, there was no doubt that it was him.


According to the rules for these many years, every time they saw the image of the Emperor, they would have to immediately pay their respects, otherwise, if someone with malicious intentions knew about it, the consequences would be severe.


"Greetings, Emperor!"


In front of the images, there was a uniform cry of reverence in the hall of the three clans.


Then, sounds came from the pictures.


"Guk guk!"


Huh huh?


What the hell's going on?


They raised their heads and looked confused.


This time, they not only saw Zhong Cuo's face, but also his entire body in the pictures.


They saw the Emperor, moving his hands and feet, crawling on the ground. She has a collar around her neck, with a rope connected to it.


The other end of the rope was held by a woman whose upper body was hidden from view.


This left all the high-level members in the hall of the three clans shocked, almost making them faint on the spot.


How is this possible?


What the hell's been going on?


The laughter of many people sounded not far from the pictures, indicating that they were members of the White Xuan Clan.


"Hahaha, is this the mighty Emperor?"


"Foolish dog, stay a few more times for me!"


Kicked, Zhong Cuo immediately started barking again.


"Guk guk!"


(Late this chapter)