In response to Demon Lord Huiyue's ridicule, Zheng Yi just smiled lightly and laughed at himself: "If we are said to be brothers who have been separated for many years, I wonder if Demon Lord believes it or not?"
No matter how many methods Zheng Yi had, they were useless in the face of absolute power.
The Wugou Human Emperor's body was very powerful. He had obviously suffered such a serious injury, but he had already recovered 60 to 70% of his strength just by exercising his power for a week.
If his strength could be at the same level as Demon Lord Huiyue, even if he was only at the peak of crystallization, he would still be able to fight.
It's a pity that he doesn't have time to continue to improve himself.
"Hahaha!" Demon Lord Huiyue laughed ferociously: "This is a good joke, I quite like it."
"How about this? I am very merciful and let you choose a way to die that you like."
I know that the other person wants to play cat and mouse and slowly play with himself to death.
Zheng Yi didn't care at all, but took the initiative to cooperate with the other party: "If possible, I hope that Lord Demon Lord can let me choose to die of old age."
Demon Lord Huiyue raised his eyebrows: "Do you still want to delay time? You don't think that someone can really come to save you, do you?"
After clarifying Zheng Yi's intention, Demon Lord Huiyue was not in a hurry to take action: "I can't realize this method of death, so I will try another one."
Zheng Yi did not take the ridicule of Demon Lord Huiyue to heart at all: "It is always good to live a little longer. If death of old age is not an option, dying under the peony flower is also a good choice."
Zheng Yi didn't know whether there was rescue. But he understands that his life must be fought for by his own efforts, and he must not give up until the last moment.
"Change again!" Demon Lord Huiyue didn't care about Zheng Yi's little cleverness.
It's just a pointless delay.
Maybe the other party used some means that he didn't know, and notified those people from the sect to save them.
But with this move, Demon Lord Huiyue had already been on guard.
How could they not think about the rescue that would follow if they were to attack the disciples of these large sects?
During this period of time, the other party seemed to be running around like a headless fly.
However, in fact, Demon Lord Huiyue had already used various methods to force them to change direction.
The nearest human city here is at least thousands of miles away.
Even the sect leaders of those sects would never dare to go deep into the interior of the Ming Ling clan easily.
If they come, this will play into the hands of Demon Lord Huiyue.
He could immediately use the Thousand Line Talisman prepared by the family elders to teleport over those masters who had prepared it in advance.
Killing such a human master can greatly weaken their combat effectiveness.
"You can let me practice to death." Zheng Yi was still making his final struggle.
Just as Demon Lord Huiyue thought, disciples like Lin Feng and Su Yao were actually quite important even to those huge sects.
Therefore, as early as when they discovered that they were being targeted by people from the Nether Spirit Clan, they had already sent a distress signal to the sect.
However, Zheng Yi's concerns are the same as those of Demon Lord Huiyue.
Will those people take action for a few juniors? If someone comes, what is the strength of the person who comes?
And whether the Mingling clan has already made preparations, the people who come may be ambushed.
However, these things are not something Zheng Yi can control now.
There was only one thing he could do.
Try to gain as much time as possible, even if it's just one more second.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Demon Lord Huiyue mocked contemptuously: "You humans are really afraid of death. You know that there is no chance, but you still shamelessly delay."
Zheng Yi's damaged meridians have been completely restored, but on the surface he still pretends that the meridians are seriously damaged, and laughs twice with difficulty: "There is no way, I am so afraid of death, just live a little longer." Well.”
Demon Lord Huiyue was too lazy to continue playing: "It's good to be afraid of death. I really hope that you won't beg me to kill you later."
Just as Demon Lord Huiyue was about to take action and give Zheng Yi some real suffering, a rich and compassionate voice rang out.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."
"Lost owner, it is not too late to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
While talking, a bald man slowly walked up to a few people.
The monk didn't seem to move very fast, and he looked unhurried, but every step was so fast that he seemed to be able to span space.
When he spoke, there was no one in sight.
After he finished speaking, he was already less than ten meters away from Demon Lord Huiyue.
Even Demon Lord Huiyue had a look of astonishment on his face after seeing this bald head: "The four great Vajras of Yunling Temple, the immortal golden body is released?"
Zheng Yi could tell that Demon Lord Huiyue was very afraid of this monk.
In fact, the same goes for Zheng Yi.
Even if they had just met, Zheng Yi could feel the murderous aura hidden beneath the monk's seemingly kind face.
If it weren't for this bald head, the ring scar on it, and the starched and white monk's robe.
Zheng Yi might even regard this guy as a murderous gangster.
The murderous aura in some people is definitely not something that can be achieved by killing thirty or fifty people.
At the very least, you can only reach this level if you directly touch the lives of hundreds or thousands of people.
It’s no wonder that Demon Lord Huiyue is so afraid of this monk.
Shi Kong smiled faintly: "Your Excellency, Demon Lord, actually knows this poor monk? What an honor."
"What do you want to do?" Demon Lord Huiyue immediately distanced himself from Zheng Yi and looked at Shi Kong warily and asked.
Shi Kong chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! The poor monk was entrusted by his friends to come to protect a few people. He also asked the Demon Lord to give the poor monk a face and let the poor monk take the people away."
This Shikong is also a Jindan monk.
As for the specific strength, Zheng Yi can't see it at all now.
But seeing Demon Lord Huiyue acting like this, it was obvious that he was stronger than him.
However, even if it is strong, it should not be much stronger.
Otherwise, with Shi Kong's murderous look, he would definitely take action directly when he came, and would not talk to the other party at all.
Demon Lord Huiyue sneered again and again: "Shikong, where do you think this place is? You want to take people away, do you have the strength?"
Shi Kong once again proclaimed the Buddha's name: "If this poor monk wants to take someone away, I'm afraid Demon Lord I won't be able to stop him."
"Hahahaha!" Demon Lord Huiyue laughed wildly and wildly: "I may not be able to defeat you alone, but what if I add them?"
As he spoke, Demon Lord Huiyue suddenly took out a talisman. The talisman dissipated instantly, and then tore a crack in the space.
Three figures of different sizes emerged from the crack.
Every one of them is a master in the golden elixir stage.
Rao was the murderous Monk Shikong, and his expression was extremely solemn.
"I have wasted so much time on a few junior human beings, and finally my efforts were not in vain. It seems that the first one to be unlucky is your Yunling Temple." They are all monks at the Golden Core stage, even if the four people opposite are powerful , are all a bit worse than Shi Kong, and Shi Kong may have a bad day today.
However, Zheng Yi was speechless when he saw this scene.
These people are all old foxes who have been practicing for who knows how many years. How could they fall into the trap so easily? How could it be possible to reveal one's trump card so easily?
How could he come to rescue people in the territory of the Ming Ling Clan and release a golden elixir master?
No matter how strong this release is, the golden elixir is still the golden elixir.
Even if Shi Kong has incredible abilities and can kill all the golden elixirs of the four Nether Spirit tribes in front of him, how can he leave this dangerous place with a few people in the foundation building stage?
Let’s talk about the Mingling clan.
They suddenly took action and strangled the disciples of various major sects in order to prepare for an all-out war with humanity.
In this case, it is impossible not to consider that humans will come to save people.
Therefore, various preparations must have been made.
He can be sure that after a while, the two sides will be like infinite matryoshka dolls. If you send out masters, more and stronger masters will appear on my side, one level higher than the other.
As for who will be the better one in the end, Zheng Yi can't guess.
After all, he is not from this world and has no idea about the real situation between the two parties.
It's just that Zheng Yi feels that when the bayonet is red and the enemy has to fight to the death, this method is a bit naive and ineffective.
If he were on the human side, he would definitely not start the war at the place chosen by the Mingling clan.
Even if you have to fight, you must immediately use the strongest force to attack directly.
After rescuing people, immediately evacuate the place of right and wrong.
On the way back, they laid out a suspicious formation, pretending to be an ambush to delay the pursuit of the Mingling clan, and returned to the human-controlled area as quickly as possible.
At that time, I will have the right location and the right people, so I can fight whatever I want.
Things turned out just as Zheng Yi had guessed. Before Demon Lord Huiyue's proud smile fully unfolded, three other bald heads appeared one after another and stood beside Shi Kong.
Zheng Yi could guess that these should be the Four Great Vajras of Yunling Temple without Demon Lord Huiyue telling them their names.
It can be seen from the expression of Demon Lord Huiyue that he is just a chess piece from the beginning to the end despite being so smart.
Maybe someone was paying attention to the previous battle from beginning to end.
Even so, Zheng Yi doesn't care.
From the time he appeared in Canglan Realm until now, he has never spoken a word of truth.
It doesn't matter whether those people believe what he said or not, because those people have no way to verify it anyway.
After a week of exercise, he has recovered from his injuries.
Zheng Yi quickly went to check on Bai Zhirui's condition.
The situation of the cheap disciple was much better than he imagined.
The coma was only due to the pressure of the golden elixir monks. Other than that, there were no particularly serious injuries.
After all, it was only the Qi refining period, so Demon Lord Huiyue didn't pay attention to her at all, and he didn't take action directly.
He casually took out the elixir from Bai Zhirui and fed it into its mouth.
As soon as the elixir was taken into her mouth, Bai Zhirui slowly woke up: "Master..."
"Don't talk yet, take them two with me."
Bai Zhirui has already regarded everything Zheng Yi said as a guideline.
Without asking a question, he picked up the unconscious Su Yao and followed Zheng Yi, who was carrying Lin Feng.
After taking only two steps, Bai Zhirui realized that something was wrong.
It was only then that I noticed that there were eight pairs of eyes on the scene, locked firmly on a few of them.
Even if these golden elixir monks didn't use any power, Bai Zhirui instantly felt like she couldn't breathe.
The steps seemed to have taken root and could not move at all.
Zheng Yi calmly blocked his apprentice: "Don't worry, these guys have no time to care about us now. Let's go to a safe place first."
Bai Zhirui didn't know if her master had blocked the pressure of the powerful golden elixir on her behalf.
Anyway, she can move again.
On the other side, the eight golden elixir masters were also dumbfounded, looking at these little guys who were like ants to them.
At this moment, although they have not really used their power.
But the pressure that comes with being a master of the golden elixir is definitely not a joke.
Seeing them confronting each other, it stands to reason that it would be great for little guys at Zheng Yi's level to be able to barely hold on without their protection.
As for Zheng Yi, not only can he move freely, but he can also lead others to save himself.
"The four great Vajras of Yunling Temple are really majestic. I will meet you again today." In the sky, a huge crow flew over, dragging thick black smoke.
"Muwuhou!" The expressions of the Four Great Vajras could not help but change slightly.
The crow was as tall as two stories high, its body surrounded by orange flames, and thick smoke billowing from its body.
Its strange appearance made even Zheng Yi couldn't help but look at the time.
It always feels like this crow is like a piece of burning charcoal.
The eyes of the two sides collided, and the crow was obviously stunned for a moment.
He was at the pinnacle of Jin Dan's cultivation, so Zheng Yi's little details could not be hidden from his eyes.
In the middle stage of crystallization, there was no breakthrough due to injuries.
How dare such a little guy look directly at him?
With a roar, Zheng Yi suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand up.
As soon as they met, this guy wanted to kill him directly.
Before Zheng Yi could react, a cassock with gold trim stood in front of him and Mu Wuhou.
"Amitabha, the owner will kill people as soon as they meet him. He is too tainted with cause and effect." The old monk who spoke was kind-hearted, not at all as murderous as the four Vajras.
But after seeing him appear, the expressions of all the monks from the Nether Spirit Tribe changed.
Even the arrogant Mu Wuhou seemed to have subconsciously folded his wings.
Zheng Yi couldn't help but laugh and cry.
This old monk looks kind and does not have any murderous intent in him, but Zheng Yi is sure that the number of lives this old monk has contaminated will definitely not be less.
The majesty that the monk carried in his gestures made him look like someone who once held the power of life and death.
Even if he is not an emperor, he is definitely a high-ranking official. Maybe I have never killed anyone myself, but with an order, I don’t know how many people will be killed.
Just looking at the few monks in front of me, Yunling Temple doesn't look like a place for monks to chant Buddha's name.
"The head of the Discipline Academy of Yunling Temple, Master Qinghui." Mu Wuhou read the name word by word as the smoke became thicker on his body.
Zheng Yi finally hid behind these monks at this time. (End of chapter)