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Now, Xuanyuan Xue was at the top. He didn't need his help, he endured it.
However, he still carefully stared at the middle stage Divine Lord realm powerhouse of the Soul Devouring Tribe.
If anything went wrong, he would rush forward.
Seeing that Niu Thirteen had completely forgotten about his existence, Uncle Gui felt depressed in his heart.
He let out a light cough and wanted to remind Niu Thirteen.
However, Niu Thirteen still did not respond. His attention was still on Xuanyuan Xue.
"Hey, can you not be like this, I'm your uncle!"
"Since you came here and met your little girlfriend, you haven't spoken to me for a long time!"
"Even if you don't say anything, you can just give me a look. Also, a dozen or so Soul Devouring Clans are surrounding us, are you sure you don't want to remind us about that little girlfriend of yours?"
Uncle Turtle gloomily said to Niu Thirteen in a loud voice.
When Niu Thirteen heard Uncle Gui say that there were a dozen or so Soul Devouring Raccoons surrounding them, he woke up.
"Where?"
A burst of light appeared in Niu Thirteen's eyes. He looked around with a murderous look on his face as he carefully searched for the figures of the Soul Devouring Races.
However, after carefully observing for a while, he didn't find anything. There was no sign of the Soul Devouring Race surrounding him. He turned his head around and suspiciously looked at Uncle Turtle.
"What kind of eyes do you have? I said there's a Soul Devouring Tribe encircling us, so I'm stronger than you. I won't lie to you!"
Uncle Turtle narrowed his eyes and shot a glance at Thirteen. Then, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and said indifferently.
"How strong are they? Do you have soul generals? If you have soul generals, Uncle Gui, you have to block them!"
Niu Thirteen creased his eyebrows, then he looked worriedly at Xuanyuan Xue. If the soul was to come, then he could only rely on Uncle Gui to block it.
As for the other Divine Lord powerhouses, they didn't need to worry. They could run if they couldn't win.
"Without Soul Generals, I'm just a dozen Divine Lord realm martial artists. What are you worried about? Even if my soul is in the future, I'll annihilate it within minutes!"
"With Uncle Turtle here, don't worry. Kill as many as you can come!"
Uncle Gui caressed his fingers slowly and said carelessly.
Uncle Gui looked at the sky forty-five times and his body couldn't help but emit a domineering aura.
He thought Niu Thirteen was looking at him with admiration or admiration, but he was destined to fail.
In other words, he had failed to act tough in front of Niu Thirteen.
"Oh, that's good!"
When Niu Thirteen heard that there was no soul general, he relaxed. His eyes once again fell on Xuanyuan Xue.
Uncle Gui was infuriated by Niu Thirteen. When he heard that there was no soul general, Niu Thirteen ignored him and once again cast his gaze towards Xuanyuan Xue.
It was simply disregarding him. He couldn't help but want to beat up Niu Thirteen. Once he had someone he liked, he would completely forget about this uncle of his.
"Brat, you've gone too far!"
Uncle Turtle finally couldn't bear it anymore. Niu Thirteen had completely ignored him, not even sparing him a glance. This made Uncle Turtle feel depressed.
It had been a long time since he had spoken to anyone. This time, when he regained consciousness, he encountered Niu Thirteen and the God Slaughtering Knife.
The God Slaughtering Saber could not speak to him like it did in the past, but Niu Thirteen was a living person who could speak to him.
He had a lot of things he wanted to say to someone. He was prepared to have a good talk with Niu Thirteen to vent the frustration that no one had felt for so many years.
However, right now, Niu Thirteen was not speaking to him at all. Furthermore, he was not even looking at him.