"Okay, that's great. You humans really surprise us."
"Originally I just wanted to catch a few small fish, but I didn't expect that even Master Qinghui would take the bait."
Mu Wuhou looked up to the sky and laughed: "No need to hide, come out."
As his words fell, cracks were torn open in the space.
Seven more golden elixir masters came through the void.
Even Zheng Yi couldn't help but gasped at the lineup of the Nether Spirit Tribe: "This is really a waste of money."
Qinghui and the Four King Kong's expressions remained unchanged.
The sword light of the two flying swords came so fast that Lin Feng's Deep Cloud Sword was dwarfed by it.
After the Feijian arrived, several figures on it either flew in the air or fell to the ground.
It turned out to be seven people.
Twenty-four golden elixir masters appeared in one place. Even if they had not started fighting, Zheng Yi felt that the space here seemed to be about to collapse.
"We are quite well prepared, but the more you come, the more successful our plan will be." Mu Wuhou gritted his teeth: "Sir, it's time for you to show up."
For a moment, the whole world seemed to freeze.
In mid-air, a very good-looking hand suddenly stretched out, then forcefully pulled it away from the void and slowly walked out.
Although this person is a monk from the Nether Spirit Tribe, he looks no different from an ordinary human being. He has a handsome appearance and a slender figure. He is wearing a Confucian robe and holds a scroll in his hand.
However, it can be seen from his height of nearly three meters that this guy is definitely not a human being.
Become a god!
Although he couldn't see the other party's true cultivation level, Zheng Yi already knew the other party's cultivation level the moment he saw him.
Surprised, Zheng Yi was not afraid.
The god-transformation monks are indeed extremely powerful, but on the human side, there must also be god-transformation monks present.
If there is no preparation at all, then it is not saving people but simply sending death.
Sure enough, the god-transformation monk from the Nether Spirit Clan had just appeared, followed closely by a wine gourd the size of a van.
On the wine gourd, a fat monk dressed as a Taoist priest was smiling.
"It turns out to be the Demon Lord of the Book of Resentment. It seems that the Netherling Clan's biggest card is you."
The moment the master of the Nether Spirit Clan's god transformation, the Book of Resentment Demon Lord, saw the drunken Taoist priest, his calm face suddenly turned ferocious.
"Zuijiu! I didn't expect to see you here." The Book of Resentment Demon Lord said, raising his right hand holding the book.
When the sleeves fell down, his arms were covered with horrific burn marks.
"I still keep the things you left for me back then. I have always wanted to return this favor to you, but I never found the opportunity. I never thought that you, a drunkard, would show up here."
Zuijiu drank several gulps of wine and casually wiped it with the sleeve of his running shirt: "I never ask for anything in return for my good deeds, so I don't need you to repay this favor."
The Book of Resentment Demon gritted his teeth: "Stinky Taoist, it's not up to you. You will die here for me today."
Zuijiu's eyes narrowed to a slit, he scratched his head and said lazily: "Old Taoist, I don't want to return so early. I'm afraid I will disappoint the Demon Lord today."
The two of them talked lively, but they seemed to have no intention of taking action at all.
They were not in a hurry, but Zheng Yi was really anxious this time.
The masters of transformation from both sides have already come forward, and it is obvious that the cards on both sides have been almost played.
Even if there are hidden masters, those are the real trump cards that must not be used until the most critical moment.
At this time, why are you talking nonsense to the other party?
If you want to fight, just try your best to fight first and then talk about it.
If you don't want to fight, then quickly find a way to leave first.
What does it mean that soldiers are valuable and quick, and what does it mean that only quickness can lead to failure?
In many cases, speed is everything.
Zheng Yi lowered his head and thought for a while, and soon came up with an idea.
Pretending to be curious, he glanced at the Book of Resentment Demon Lord in the sky.
However, when looking at the other party, he deliberately released a faint murderous intention that was almost imperceptible.
This murderous intention is so weak that even a monk at the Golden Core stage may not notice it at all.
But the Book Demon Lord is different. He is a true master of transforming into gods.
Sure enough, before his eyes fell on the Book of Resentment Demon Lord, he had already been counterattacked by him.
It was as if thousands of needles had been inserted into his eyes at once, and the pain was so severe that he felt like he was dying.
At the same time, a majestic and vast coercion also followed closely.
Even if it was just coercion, it was emanating from the master of transforming gods after all. With Zheng Yi's current state, even the body of the Unsullied Human Emperor would be easily crushed.
"The Book of Resentment Demon Lord, attacking a junior, wouldn't it be disrespectful of your status as a master of spiritual transformation?" Zuijiu held a wine gourd and blocked the pressure of the Book of Resentment Demon Lord for Zheng Yi.
At the same time, he was also ready to take action.
For monks at their level, when they take action, it can be said that every move affects their whole body.
However, Zuijiu was prepared for a bloody battle.
But the Book of Resentment Demon Lord stood there blankly, without any intention of continuing to take action.
Just when Zuijiu was wondering if something was wrong with this guy.
But I saw the Demon Lord of the Book of Resentment suddenly became murderous. He pointed at Zheng Yi and shouted at the golden elixir masters: "Don't worry about others. Genji will do your best to kill that guy. No matter who can kill him, I will ask His Highness Pluto when I go back." , give him the Soul Refining Pill that can break through the transformation into a god.”
In an instant, the eyes of those golden elixir cultivators turned red.
Soul Refining Pill, this is a pill that can greatly consolidate cultivation and allow Golden Pill cultivators to greatly increase their chances of breaking through to become gods.
Even if it is not used for breakthroughs, just for consolidating cultivation, it can allow all monks to go further in their cultivation.
Of course, as long as there is no brain problem, it is impossible to use this elixir for anything other than breaking through to the gods.
Among the golden elixir masters of the Nether Spirit Tribe, several have been stuck in the golden elixir for hundreds of years and have long coveted this elixir.
Even though the Book of Resentment Demon Lord only asked His Highness Hades for the elixir.
However, given how favored the Book of Resentment Demon Lord is in front of His Highness Pluto, the possibility of being able to obtain the elixir is still very high.
Not even giving the human monks any room to think, the Nether Spirit Clan Golden Pill monks suddenly launched a sneak attack.
The monks on the human side were stunned for a moment.
What is going on?
Why did the Book of Resentment Demon suddenly start to go crazy after just looking at Zheng Yi?
The Jindan monks still knew about Zheng Yi's existence.
After all, they had all seen the scene where Zheng Yi was pulled out of Bai Zhirui's body by Demon Lord Huiyue through secret methods.
Moreover, the so-called soul-gathering beads he mentioned and his master in another world also made everyone curious.
But no matter what, it wouldn't be possible for a master of transformation to be so crazy about chasing down a young monk who was only in the crystallization stage, right?
Kill Zheng Yi and give him the elixir to break through the incarnation? No matter how you look at this business, it's a huge loss. Reality did not allow them to think so much. After the initial panic, the human monks quickly began to regroup.
"Immortal Golden Body!" Shikong's golden light bloomed. If you look closely, you will find that the golden light vaguely forms the shape of a Buddha statue.
The attacks from the Netherworld monks were no different from scratching him, not even a scratch on his skin.
The other human monks took this opportunity to launch a counterattack, which in turn threw the Netherworld monks into chaos.
On the other side, two god-transformation monks also fought together.
But the battle between them was not as powerful as Zheng Yi expected.
Not only that, but even worse than those Jindan monks.
At first, Zheng Yi was a little confused, thinking that the two god-transformation monks were letting each other off.
However, after watching the two sides fight for more than ten rounds, Zheng Yi gradually figured out the way.
When the golden elixir masters fought, the reason why they moved mountains and filled seas was extremely terrifying.
However, in fact, this just shows that they cannot control their own power well at all.
Most of the power was wasted in those exaggerated attacks.
The transformation of gods is different. They already have a deeper understanding of power, and those fancy attacks are completely unnecessary.
They will only use their power when they hit the opponent. Otherwise, they will not waste a single cent.
They were like two strong men holding two 10,000-pound iron balls and swinging them around. It seems like no effort was used, but if others dare to join in the fun, they will die with just a light touch.
When the Book of Resentment Demon Lord was fighting Zuijiu, his attention never left Zheng Yi.
As long as Zuijiu makes one mistake, he can kill Zheng Yi and eliminate the trouble forever.
Zheng Yi rubbed his nose speechlessly.
It was true that he wanted the two sides to start fighting as soon as possible, so he secretly provoked the Book of Resentment Demon Lord.
I originally thought that the other party would soon forget about being an ant like me and concentrate on fighting against masters of the same level like Zui Jiu.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be self-defeating.
The Book of Resentment Demon Lord actually put all his attention on himself.
And not only this Demon Lord, but other masters of the Nether Spirit Clan are also firmly targeting Zheng Yi.
As long as there is a chance, he will definitely be destroyed.
Zheng Yi thinks that the reason why this situation occurs is nothing more than two situations.
Or, the Book of Resentment Demon is just so narrow-minded.
Either this guy sees his difference, so he must be nipped in the bud.
Compared to the first speculation, Zheng Yi is still more inclined to the second possibility.
Because if he just complained about the book demon's own likes and dislikes, he would not be able to ask Pluto for a reward for a pill that could break through the transformation into a god.
Judging from the scene at this time, the monks on the human side are stronger.
The four great kings of Yunling Temple and seven others suppressed the monks from the Nether Spirit Tribe until they could not lift their heads.
It was mainly Huiyue Demon Lord who held him back, and many times others had to come to save him.
The human monks also took advantage of this and kept attacking the weakness of Demon Lord Huiyue.
Zuijiu resented the gap between masters like Book Demon Lord, and Zheng Yi couldn't see it clearly, but he felt that even if there was a gap, the two sides wouldn't be able to tell the difference in a short time.
Even so, Zheng Yi still did not dare to be careless at all.
All the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan are concerned about his fate, and the weakest among them is Demon Lord Huiyue, a master of the golden elixir.
Once these people find an opening, he has no chance to fight back.
"Keep an eye on the two of them and don't leave too far away." Zheng Yi put Lin Feng down and gave it to Bai Zhirui to take care of.
"Master!" Bai Zhirui was confused for a moment, then trembled all over and looked at Zheng Yi in disbelief.
She couldn't believe her guess, but Zheng Yi's actions seemed to confirm her guess.
"Your future can only be controlled by yourself and must not be left to others." Zheng Yi said without looking back.
Immediately, he turned around and threw himself into the battlefield.
Rather than wait and pin his fate on these human monks, Zheng Yi still hopes to end this battle by himself.
Although his strength is not worth mentioning in the eyes of these people.
But as long as the conditions are sufficient, it only takes a straw to break the camel's back.
What's more, he has already seen it.
In the battle between Jindan monks, the human side has a huge advantage.
It's just that in such a large-scale melee, it's not that simple to turn an advantage into a victory.
What Zheng Yi has to do now is to create such an opportunity.
Although not much time has passed since the injury until now, the strength of the Emperor's body has been clearly seen.
Not only the damaged meridians have been fully recovered, but even the fractures in both hands have recovered almost completely after taking a pill.
Although there is still a dull pain in the broken area, it is no different from a normal arm.
This is one of the reasons why Zheng Yi dared to take action.
His target is Demon Lord Huiyue. Zheng Yi is very familiar with this guy. Even if something happens, Zheng Yi is confident that he can save his life.
"What does this guy want to do?" Shi Kong asked in disbelief.
His Immortal Golden Body's defense was super high, so he basically didn't need to pay attention to the opponent's attacks, so he was the first to notice Zheng Yi's movements.
It was not until this moment that the others discovered that Zheng Yi was coming in the direction of their battle.
"Boy, this is not the place you should be. Go back quickly." A sword cultivator immediately reminded Zheng Yi loudly.
During this distraction, the Nether Spirit Tribe monks seized on the flaw and launched a fierce attack. After repairing the sword, they were in a hurry for a while before they were able to deal with it.
The golden elixir monks of the Nether Spirit Clan were ecstatic. Originally, they were being watched by these human beings, and even if they wanted to take action, they could not find a suitable opportunity.
Well now, that goal comes to your doorstep.
When these people attack, they will attack in the direction of Zheng Yi intentionally or unintentionally.
They are all strong men with golden elixir cultivation. With a casual sword strike, their sword energy can split mountains and rocks. With a casual punch, their fists can fall like meteors.
Zheng Yi, who had not gone far out, felt like he was in a shower of meteors and fire just because of the aftermath of their attack.
Various attacks rained down around him.
If it weren't for the Nether Spirit Clan's Jindan Overhaul, there was no way to directly target Zheng Yi. Even if he had a hundred lives now, he would have died long ago.
Zheng Yi struggled to avoid the attack while carefully identifying the direction and slowly approached Demon Lord Huiyue. (End of chapter)