Chapter 1696 - 870: We Unite!

Chaos or not, Ji Jue doesn't know.

But based on his shallow history knowledge, he can deduce a basic conclusion: every time at the beginning, middle, and end of a great upheaval, there must be a group of people who die!

So, the question is: why can't those who die be the ones I want?

They can be!

Anyway, the leader has already declared no concern and even prepared an excuse for you. If you still don't do it, are you a White Deer?

Even if not, it's fine, as long as you dare to do it!

What about Ember? I and Brother Deer are the very best in the world!

So, as Chen Xingzhou revealed everything, the two of them hit it off immediately.

Beishan, don't run this term, fully support my rise, and in the future, I'll fully support you while in office, the kind with the helmet!

Everyone takes what they need.

As for Ling Shuo, Ji Jue didn't even consider.

Even though Ji Jue told him, he himself was clearly aware, he didn't have that fate!

At this critical moment, even having a ticket is too late, the starting point is too low, the rank is too small, and there is simply no time to develop.

You can't eat meat, but at least you can hitch a ride for some soup.

And Chen Xingzhou prepared too early...

Ji Jue doesn't even know when he actually started.

Just looking at his intelligence, which even knows the color of the opponent's underwear, it's clear how long this guy has been thinking about this day.

Who let him be the Dragon Head appointed by the Hermit?

The starting point is almost at the end line, without even a performance.

Sorry, this is a White Deer, if you have cheats, use them, if you're not happy, don't play!

But even so, seeing him like a great enemy, one can guess the pressure he has to face and the consequences he must bear.

There's no turning back.

Others can lie flat and wait for the dust to settle, at worst adding another person above them, but he can't, he's the spokesperson picked by the Hermit, he must move forward.

Before becoming the Dragon Head, his life was like sailing a boat, not advancing means retreating. But after becoming the Dragon Head, his life had no retreat, it's like climbing a dangerous cliff, not advancing means death!

Only upwards, only forward.

This is destined to be a chaotic killing game, initiated by the Hermit, witnessed by the leaders, with the Desert Market as the battlefield.

It's okay if the rules are not yet clear, but at least one thing is not wrong: try to kill others first!

One less is one, killing one is gain!

——Kill!

On the Deserted Reef, cracks burst from the sky.

Countless seawater rising to the sky is frozen by invisible forces, the Heavenly Origin's Weight circulates, the Shadow of Seven Cities emerges from the void, covering the surrounding sea, the curtain unfolds, sealing inside and outside.

Like mountains collapsing, the grand power operates in the void, bursts of piercing sounds continually erupt.

Right behind Ji Jue, Long Shan roars, like a meteor, boldly advancing, the terrifying mass trampling over the ocean, but on the other side where the seawater's giant shadow floats, a flower of waves explodes one after another.

The Water Giant formed by Ruins trembles, almost unable to maintain its stability, feeling as if an invisible iron stick is swinging, smashing over its head again and again.

This is the reverse application of Unmoving as a Mountain, through the conduction of seawater, directly applying Long Shan's mass on the giant's body.

The iron giant trampling the sea is like stepping on the Ruins' forehead, with its terrifying self-weight, competing with that grandeur of matter...

Then, Zanlu's Light and Heat Sword is launched from its hand, wielding light that surpasses the scorching sun, chopping down overhead!

Ji Jue flicked his finger again, and the Spiritual Sword within the curtain poured down like a torrential rain, completely submerging the silhouette of the Dead Guard.

The blood-colored blade emerged from Ji Jue's hand.

Inheritance Burnt Offering · Blood Arm, activate!

The entire Spiritual Quality Reserve fully opened, overloaded supply, spiritual quality roaring like a tsunami resounding through the sky and earth.

Pan Ying, Giant Que, Chixiao, Zanlu, Chun Jun, curtain, Long Shan...

Open! Open! Open! Open! Open!

Open them all damn it!

Dare to fish my fish?

Today I want you to know, what is called...

Do! Not! Know! Life! Or! Death!!!

"Kill!"

Satria roared, shouting, commanding his followers to launch an attack.

He tilted his head back, swallowing a bottle of dark potion, suddenly the shadow at his feet raged, rising like flames, his whole person emerged in a half-human, half-beast form, his aura skyrocketing out of thin air, forcibly elevated to the peak of the Rebirth Rank.

And his blood-red eyes were already fixed on Ling Shuo, who was turning and fleeing, roaring: "Kill him for me!!!"

At this point, calling Ji Jue a bastard for not following rules is meaningless.

Since no one takes the rules seriously, then let's see true colors in action. Caruso had died miserably, now if you want to survive death, you can only go all out and fight with your back to the water!

"...President, you really don't need to force yourself in this situation."

Among the corpses, Elder Chu sighed, shaking off the blood from his hands, sincerely suggesting: "Why don't you run first, I, an old ghost who only knows poison, might not be able to keep you safe if things get messy."

"Then don't worry about me!"

Ling Shuo's expression twitched, making a painful decision, squeezing words from between his teeth: "As many as we can take down, take down, why run!"

Mr. Ji hasn't left, how could I run?

Even if I die, I'll die in front of Mr. Ji!