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Chapter 1912 Level Eight Great Emperor

"If you dare to take action, I will kill your saint immediately."

Yang Junlong said coldly, tit for tat, at this time, whether it works or not depends on the importance of Zuo Ling'er in the heart of Uke Manjun.

"Let him go, or I will destroy you all."

Wu Kemanjun was obviously angry, but he did not act rashly. Seeing Zuo Ling'er being controlled, his mood obviously fluctuated. Although the fluctuation was very weak, it was still noticed by Yang Junlong, which made Yang Junlong unable to bear it.

He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Zuo Ling'er was still very important to the barbarian world. In other words, Zuo Ling'er's bloodline was too important to the barbarian world.

"Everyone on the left and right is dead, why don't you take someone on your back and see which life is more important, your life or ours."

Yang Junlong shouted loudly, this is definitely a ruthless person. Even when facing a powerful eighth-level emperor, he still did not show any fear. This character alone is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"A small sixth-level emperor dares to make trouble in front of me. Let me tell you, no one can ever threaten me. Even if you control the saint, you don't even have the ability to kill her in front of me."

Uk Barbarian Lord's aura is overwhelming. As the patriarch of the Uk family and an extremely noble eighth-level emperor, he has been in power for too long. From the last catastrophe to his current existence, it can be said that

A real old antique, he has forgotten what it feels like to be blackmailed. Now that Yang Junlong is using a saint to blackmail him, the anger in his heart has reached its peak.

"Then give it a try and see if I can kill her."

Yang Junlong was also ruthless. This was a game between masters. The test was character. Although Lord Wu Ke was terrifying, Yang Junlong could also conclude that Lord Wu Ke did not dare to bet with him. He would not risk the life of the saint.

Come and make a joke.

After all, Zuo Ling'er is now completely controlled by Yang Junlong. Even if the eighth-level emperor is here, Yang Junlong has the absolute strength to kill Zuo Ling'er the moment the eighth-level emperor takes action.

Of course, this is just a theory. It is impossible for Yang Junlong to kill Zuo Ling'er. This is the only way they can fight for it in the end.

boom……

The anger of Uk Man Lord became even more intense, and a storm overflowed directly. No one had ever dared to threaten him, and there were very few things that could threaten him, but now, Zuo Ling'er's bloodline really threatened him.

Without him, as Yang Junlong said, he couldn't afford to gamble.

"Let the saint go, I will let you leave."

Lord Wu Ke said helplessly.

"Chief Uk, we can't let them leave. They got the treasure inside."

A fourth-level emperor shouted loudly.

"Go away, who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers in front of me."

Uk Manjun glanced at the fourth-level emperor. He was in an extremely bad mood now. The fourth-level emperor spoke at this time, and he was making trouble for himself.

In the eyes of Barbarian Lord Wu Ke, no treasure can compare to Zuo Ling'er's bloodline. It is related to the future of the entire Wu Ke family, and even the future bloodline of the entire Barbarian tribe. Zuo Ling'er's bloodline is the greatest treasure, and

Compared to this, everything else is nothing.

As long as Zuo Linger is saved, the barbarian world will soon rise completely.


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