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Chapter 1202 Compensation for mental damage!

"The other party should be the master of the Black No Realm. I have heard of it. The two often clash."

Xiao Jingjing whispered in Xiao Chen's ear.

"Black No. Count?" Xiao Chen looked at the other party. Like the Lord of the Desolate Realm, they were at the sixth level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but the opponent's aura was stronger than the Lord of the Desolate Realm.

The young man behind him was obviously a genius participating in the realm war. Among them, there were three Golden Immortals Ninth Level, and the others were also advanced Golden Immortals. From this point of view, the Black No Realm is much stronger than the Desolate Realm.

"Barrow, your mouth is still so smelly. What do you think you are trying to do? Anyway, the ten garbage behind you will die if you enter the realm battlefield. It's better to hand over your resources. Our Black No Realm can have ten more places to go to the realm battlefield."

Hei Wu glanced at Xiao Chen and others behind the Lord of the Desolate Realm, and finally his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, and he sneered: "Baria, you are not only useless, but also the people you selected are also useless. There are also garbage like Tianxian. It seems that it won't take long. You may not have any resources to borrow the teleportation array from your Desolate Realm."

Hearing this, although Xiao Chen's face was calm, he already had murderous intentions in his heart.

No matter what kind of grudges the other party had with the Lord of the Desolate Realm, the other party blew up the garbage, which had already angered Xiao Chen.

"Listen to their conversation, is it that this quota is related to resources?" Xiao Chen asked in a low voice.

"I have heard that opening the teleportation array requires a large number of immortal crystals, each person needs 10,000 immortal crystals, and the desolate realm can only produce 100,000 immortal crystals, so there are only ten places." Xiao Jingjing said.

"One person needs ten thousand immortal crystals." Xiao Chen was stunned, then looked at Hei Wu, with a smile in his eyes. There were twenty people on the other side, which means that he had at least two hundred thousand immortal crystals on him.

"Hey, you just said we are garbage and waste. You are conducting personal attacks on us. I ask you to compensate us, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

The Lord of the Desolate Realm stared at Hei Wu gloomyly, but before he could speak, Xiao Chen had already spoken.

When Xiao Chen spoke, everyone on the other party looked over, and Hei Wu even laughed and said, "Aren't you trash?"

Hei Wu finished speaking, and the young people behind him burst into laughter, his laughter filled with irony.

"Jingjing, do it, don't kill him." Xiao Chen whispered.

Hearing this, the Lord of the Desolate Realm was stunned, and then his expression changed drastically. Just as he wanted to stop him, Xiao Jingjing had already taken action, and slashed on Hei Wu's left shoulder with the intention of extremely cold Dao.

In an instant, Hei Wu's entire left shoulder was frozen, and his immortal power was frozen.

The laughter behind him came to an abrupt end.

It seemed that someone had been choked and couldn't laugh.

Xiao Chen and Xiao Jingjing took a step forward and came directly to Hei Wu. The long sword in Xiao Jingjing's hand was already placed on Hei Wu's neck.

"You just called us trash, which caused harm to our spirit. Now you have to make compensation, just pay 200,000 immortal crystals." Xiao Chen looked at Hei Wu, his face full of pain.

"Boy, are you crazy? You dare to attack me and extort me?" Hei yelled angrily after he didn't react.

"How can it be blackmail? This is reasonable compensation." Xiao Chen said angrily: "If you don't compensate, you will cut off one of your arms!"
Chapter completed!
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