Immortal Martial God-Chapter 2378 Scornful Words and Jeering Smiles

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Chapter 2378 Scornful Words and Jeering Smiles

"Success!"

The experts in the five divine power towers shouted excitedly. π’‡π‘Ÿeπ™šπ‘€π™šπ›π—»π¨Ξ½πšŽπ˜­.c𝐨m

Xiang Nan closed his eyes and tried his best to sense the situation.

His perception ability spread out wildly, covering a large area with a radius of 100 light-years in all directions.

He closed his eyes tightly, and countless tiny dots of light suddenly appeared in the sealed black line of sight, resplendent like galaxies.

Every single dot of light was a martial artist. There were Spirit Void Realm, Heavenly Tribulation Realm, Martial Saint Realm, and so on …

The sun insignia on Xiang Nan's chest began to emit a brighter light.

"I borrowed it!" The corner of Xiang Nan's mouth rose slightly.

Under the gazes of the crowd, a miraculous sign appeared once again!

Everyone saw with their own eyes that Xiang Nan's realm had risen from the sixth stage of the Spirit Void Realm to the middle stage of the sixth stage of the Spirit Void Realm, followed by the middle stage, the late stage, and the late stage!

In less than a minute, Xiang Nan's realm had jumped to the seventh level of Spirit Void!

Countless people raised their hands and shouted at Sun God.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened. Xiang Nan's realm did not increase any further, and there was not even the slightest sign of loosening up.

Xing Hui frowned and said, "What? Even hundreds of millions of martial artists can't help Xiang Nan reach the ninth level of Spirit Void?"

Only at the seventh level of the Spirit Void Realm? This gap was far too different from the height that everyone had imagined in their hearts.

Xiang Nan frowned and tilted his face slightly. "No, I didn't borrow too much. I can only borrow the strength of martial artists when they are in combat or when they are releasing their own strength."

"At this moment, there are more martial artists who have yet to release their strength."

Xing Hui gritted his teeth and said, "How about this? Everyone listen to my orders and unleash your strength to help Xiang Nan!"

"Don't!" Xiang Nan immediately waved his hand and interrupted, "If you release your strength, the God Domain will immediately detect our location."

"Then what should we do?" Xing Hui had no idea.

At this time, Long Qian'er said, "This way, give them a little threat! Make them feel as if they are facing a great enemy!"

"Let me do it. I'm creating a sense of urgency in their lives that makes them mistaken that their lives are in grave danger."

As he spoke, a strange atmosphere suddenly enveloped a radius of a hundred light years.

This time, even Xing Hui and the others could feel it.

They felt that their lives were threatened, and there was a kind of power that was trying to take away their life force, turning them from a living state into a state of death.

"I did feel it!" Blue Spirit nodded and said, "But how effective is it?"

Within the radiance of the sun, all martial artists and civilians could feel the threat of this power.

Indeed, the sun insignia on Xiang Nan's chest was much more powerful.

His realm began to increase again, Spirit Void Seventh Layer, Early Spirit Void Seventh Layer, Middle Spirit Void Seventh Layer …

After reaching the middle stage, his cultivation realm stopped growing again.

"Damn it." Long Qian'er said, "These stupid outsiders are actually unwilling to release their strength under such circumstances."

"Don't tell me they don't want to resist at all?"

Xing Hui sighed and said, "They don't dare … They think that this is the work of the God Race, and they don't dare to resist the authority of the God Race at all."

"Haha, we're asking for trouble."

The God Race had been squeezing the outsiders for a long time, causing them to not dare to take up arms against the God Race at a critical moment.

Who would have thought that at this moment, everyone would actually be able to eat the bitter fruit that the God Race had buried a long time ago?

Long Qian'er said, "I'll tell them."

Afterwards, Long Qian'er's voice sounded like the sun was shining all over the world.

"Everyone, we are not the God Race. We are people who are fighting against the God Race. Please release your power and help us."

"Again, we are not the God Race. We are people who are fighting against the God Race. We are here to save you and free you from the devil claws of the God Race."

"Please release your strength. Please do not be stingy with your help."

In the farmland, the farmer put down the hoe in his hand and looked up at the sky.

In the dojo, the martial artists all opened their eyes. They walked out and looked at the sky.

In the city, martial artists, pedestrians, and vendors all raised their heads to look at the sky.

Inside the brothel, the guests hurriedly put on their clothes. Ignoring the girl's call, they rushed out the door in three steps and two steps. They also raised their heads to look at the sky.

Someone began to release their power. They bowed their backs and the divine power on their bodies began to shine.

Xiang Nan's realm had begun to rise again!

But they underestimated the coldness of human nature.

When Xiang Nan's cultivation level rose from the middle stage of the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Void to the middle and late stages, he stopped again.

Some people fell silent. They just looked at the sky quietly, with an attitude that it didn't matter to them.

Some people chose to watch coldly, paying attention to other people's movements at any time, thinking about whether they should interfere or not.

But in many places, there were Fallen Gods in the cities where a large number of martial artists were gathered!

"All of you, put away your strength!"

Large amounts of Fallen Gods flew around in the sky, issuing serious warnings to outsider martial artists.

Someone wanted to help and was releasing his power, but after being threatened by the Fallen God, he was so frightened that he withdrew his power.

The progress of Xiang Nan's advancement was stuck here. 𝘧rπ—²π‘’π”€π˜¦π™—π“ƒoν𝑒l.πœπ—Όm

In a large number of cities, the Fallen Gods laughed sinisterly and roared, "Whoever dares to provide strength, let his head fall to the ground!"

Outside the Divine Hall of Nature, Long Qian'er was already a little anxious. She angrily said, "No threat, no good words. These damn bastards really deserve to die!"

"It's already a catastrophe, yet all of them are still indifferent! If they aren't killed, then there's no reason for them to do so!"

Everyone below the temple was extremely disappointed.

Originally, everyone was excited to make such a big plan, but they didn't expect that no matter how perfect the plan was, it would still lose to humanity in the end.

The sounds of the Nature Temple could be heard from outside, and the sounds of the Nature Temple could also be heard from outside.

Some dense, noisy noise caused everyone's minds to buzz.

Some were silent, some were cursing, and some were sneering.

A particularly ear-piercing voice rang out, "Damn, I can't suffer by myself. I can't recover. None of you can think of anything good!"

"At most, everyone will be annihilated by the God Race together. At that time, there will be more companions on the Yellow Springs Road."

Hearing this, Long Qian'er was so angry that her lungs almost exploded.

"You cold-blooded, heartless bastards! We're helping you!" She scolded angrily.

"Help us? That sounds good, but you're actually helping yourselves, right?" Another sinister voice sounded.

"Ahhhhh!" Long Qian'er shouted angrily.

Xiang Nan said, "Qian'er, calm down."

The current scene was something that no one could have imagined.

He had originally thought that if someone was willing to stand up and help them fight against the God Race, they would definitely be supported by everyone.

This process should be incomparably smooth. Everyone should be fighting for it and devoting their part of their strength.

Unexpectedly, not only did they not receive help, they even received sarcasm and ridicule.