Chapter 288 Netherworld Monk
Zhang Shaoyang frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy with the sudden appearance of Guiyun Sanren.
But at the same time, I was also a little worried.
Guiyun Sanren is a late-stage foundation-building monk, but the three of them are all in the early-stage foundation-building stage. If he wants to rob him, the three of them are no match.
Wan Chengzhi also frowned, and immediately said: "Fellow Taoist Guiyun, uncle Wan Tianming, do you really want to forcefully buy our ghost blood?"
"Wan Tianming?"
Guiyun Sanren sneered: "If Wan Tianming were here, I would certainly not rob him."
"But if he falls..."
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, but when I came here I found that several monks from the Netherworld clan were going to intercept Senior Wan Tianming. I hope Senior Wan can survive, hehehehe..."
"A monk from the Ming Ling clan?"
The pupils of the three people shrank. No wonder the protective magic weapon of Senior Yang Shulin was broken just now. It turned out that there were monks from the Nether Spirit clan hiding among the Nether Fire Crows.
Wan Chengzhi even exclaimed: "Did something happen to my uncle? How is it possible..."
"It's almost like ten..."
Guiyun Sanren sneered and said: "It seems that we have encountered a beast tide in Abyss City. This kind of beast tide can take decades or even hundreds of years. Thousands of beasts will attack Abyss City."
"I can't go to this Abyss City, so I can only look for opportunities on the edge of the Abyss."
"Cut the nonsense..."
He looked at Zhang Shaoyang again and said: "I remember you are Zhang Shaoyang of the Yanxia Sect. Senior Mu Qingyu seems to have been caught up with the Mingling clan."
"Hurry up and donate the blood of the underworld, otherwise..."
Zhang Shaoyang's face immediately became ugly, and he subconsciously held his hands.
humiliation!
His trophies are now being forcibly bought by others.
This is simply a huge humiliation for myself.
He subconsciously looked at Wan Chengzhi and the two, but found that Wan Chengzhi was also hesitant.
It seems that now that Wan Tianming is being hunted by the monks of the Ming Ling clan, he does not want to have a conflict with the Guiyun Sanren because of him.
Could it be that... I really want to hand over the blood of the underworld?
"Fellow Taoist Guiyun...huh?"
His expression suddenly froze, and a faint wave of spiritual energy suddenly came from the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror hanging around his neck.
His thoughts swept away, his expression changed, and he immediately said: "I won't sell it!"
"Huh?"
The expressions of the three people present changed, especially Wan Chengzhi.
He had originally planned to persuade Zhang Shaoyang to hand over the blood of the underworld. After all, saving his life was important.
This Guiyun Sanren is a well-known Jie cultivator in the Wei Kingdom. If he offends him, the three people present will not be able to make it easy.
"Okay, okay..."
Guiyun Sanren laughed angrily and said: "You are just a monk in the early stage of foundation building. Who gave you the confidence to refuse me? It's really..."
"Of course it's the real person!"
Before Guiyun Sanren could finish his words, another cold voice suddenly sounded.
A qi machine full of evil energy immediately locked onto Guiyun Sanren, and at the same time, a cold figure slowly floated down from the sky.
Several people looked subconsciously and saw that it was Mu Qingyu, a golden elixir monk from the Yanxia Sect!
Guiyun Sanren was startled and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you, you..."
"What am I?"
Mu Qingyu said indifferently: "It seems that Fellow Taoist Guiyun wants to make an enemy of our Yanxia Sect?"
Although there were some doubts about why Mu Qingyu appeared here, Guiyun Sanren was old and mature after all, and immediately said: "Guiyun has met Senior Mu, so of course I will not be an enemy of the Yanxia Sect."
"What I said just now was just a joke with Daoist Zhang of your sect. I hope Senior Mu won't take it to heart."
"In this way, in order to express my apology, this 'Soul Clearing Pill' is my apology."
After saying that, he patted the storage bag and a jade bottle appeared. He flicked it and shot it towards Zhang Shaoyang.
Zhang Shaoyang subconsciously reached out and grabbed it in his hand. "Senior Mu, look..."
Mu Qingyu took a deep look at Guiyun Sanren and said softly: "You know the general situation and know how to advance and retreat. No wonder you have been able to live freely in Weiguo for so long."
Guiyun Sanren laughed and said: "I am just a casual cultivator, so of course I must seize every opportunity."
"Senior Mu, now the war is imminent, I don't know..."
Mu Qingyu waved his hand and said: "Go away, don't let me find out what little thoughts you have in the future..."
"Thank you, senior!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guiyun Sanren turned into a black cloud and quickly flew towards the south at an extremely fast speed.
After Guiyun Sanren left, Wan Chengzhi and others also breathed a sigh of relief and walked up quickly.
Wan Chengzhi cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Senior Mu, for helping me solve this problem. I don't know my uncle..."
"Reinforcements from Ming Yuan City have arrived. Senior Brother Wan is fine, and he also killed several monks from the Ming Ling clan."
"That's good, that's good..."
Wan Chengzhi breathed a sigh of relief. The biggest backstage person was fine, so he felt more relieved.
Mu Qingyu looked at Zhang Shaoyang and said: "You are very good, and you have not disgraced my Yanxia Sect."
"But thanks to me being by your side this time, otherwise you would have been in trouble. Be careful not to be so impulsive in the future. Your life is the most important thing."
"Yes! That's what my uncle taught me!"
Zhang Shaoyang bowed and said: "This disciple also saw that Guiyun Sanren was too arrogant, so he was so filled with righteous indignation..."
"Okay, let's go."
Mu Qingyu interrupted Zhang Shaoyang: "Mingyuan City is not peaceful now, so you should be careful."
"Yes...!"
Mu Qingyu released the flying magic weapon and led the three of them towards Abyss City.
After Mu Qingyu's explanation along the way, everyone understood.
It turns out that this time the Dark Fire Crow was a complete accident.
Around the Abyss, space cracks will appear from time to time, linking the Abyss and the Canglan Realm.
This group of underworld fire crows came to the outside of the underworld through the cracks in space.
There are usually some, but not as many as today.
Moreover, the monks of the Nether Spirit clan who were hiding among the Netherfire Crows were now surrounded by the monks of Netherworld City and were being strangled.
Not long after, everyone saw dozens of monks appearing in the sky in front of them, fighting.
Among them, the largest number of people were the dozen or so monks from Abyss City.
Wan Chengzhi was among them.
With both hands making secrets, dense golden flying needles surrounded him, strangling a Netherworld monk crazily.
On the other side, there were seven or eight monks from the Netherworld clan covered in black shadow.
They stood in a circle, guarding a dark shadow within them.
This black figure wears a high crown on his head and has cold eyes. Now he is standing with his hands behind his hands. He seems not to care about the dozen or so monks from Abyss City who are besieging him.
Surrounding him was a huge python that was as black as ink and had a single horn on its head. It kept spitting out hell fire and forced back the attacks of many monks.
"I'm going to help, and you guys are on the sidelines!"
After Mu Qingyu said these words, he used his flying sword to kill the monks of the Nether Spirit clan.
This place is the territory of the human monks of the Canglan Realm. If these monks of the Ningling clan suddenly break in, they will definitely die.
Wan Chengzhi and others' eyes widened as they carefully observed this hard-fought battle between Golden Elixir monks. Their hearts were surging, while they were comprehending and imagining that they could also advance to the Golden Elixir stage.
Zhang Shaoyang, however, took the opportunity to use his spiritual thoughts to examine the fragments of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.
Just now, when he was about to hand over the blood of the underworld, the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror suddenly sent out a weak spiritual energy fluctuation.
It was also because of this that he terminated the action of handing over the blood of the underworld and turned to reject Guiyun Sanren.
At this time, a handwriting suddenly appeared on the fragments of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror!
(End of chapter)