"Stop... stop!" The Book of Resentment Demon Lord wanted to catch Zui Jiu who was running away.
But that moment just now, he was seriously injured.
If Zuijiu just turned around and came back to attack him, the Book of Resentment Demon could easily block it.
Just as Zuijiu had judged before, his current strength, although not far behind him, was indeed better than Zuijiu due to various adventures.
But he was fooled by Zheng Yi's words, and he really thought that he had fallen into the trap of Zuijiu and the others.
When Zheng Yi said to take action, his attention was inevitably attracted by the possible ambush around him.
In addition, Zuijiu's attack speed was so fast that he was hit without giving him any time to react.
A dark silver lock shattered with a click and slowly fell from his body.
This is the body-protecting weapon of the Demon Lord of the Book of Resentment, and it is also a treasure given by His Highness Pluto himself, which can protect the warrior's life. He did not expect that it would be used in this place.
The duck in hand just flew away, and the Book of Resentment Demon Lord was naturally unwilling to accept it.
Just as he was about to chase after him, he felt a sharp pain like being burned by a blazing flame in his meridians.
As a last resort, he could only stop and exercise his energy and breath to recover from his injuries: "Damn Zuijiu, he is good at these unattractive things."
Zui Jiu, who had fled quickly with Zheng Yi, had a red face at this time.
"Hahaha, you are so clever, that guy was tricked by you."
"A master of divine transformation, he didn't even react at all when I took action."
Zuijiu had fought against the Book of Resentment Demon Lord before, so he knew very well how powerful that guy was.
After the excitement, I took a sip of wine with some regret: "It's a pity. If I could have taken advantage of the victory just now, even if I couldn't kill this guy, I would still be confident of severely injuring him so that he would never be able to improve his cultivation in the future."
Zheng Yi smiled and said nothing.
Not to mention, there are other great powers standing behind the Book of Resentment Demon Lord.
How far have they escaped? It won't be long before the Golden Core cultivators will catch up.
Even a master of transforming gods would not be able to deal with so many people.
The only thing he could do was to release those human golden elixir masters to resist the attack of the Nether Spirit monks.
The other party has suffered a loss once, and if he wants to use this method to escape next time, he will definitely have to pay a huge price.
It's not like Zheng Yi didn't think about it, just release all the golden elixir masters, and besiege the Book of Resentment Demon Lord together with Zuijiu, kill him directly, and end everything.
However, he gave up on this tempting idea.
This is a master of spiritual transformation. Even if he was seriously injured by drunkenness, if he really had to fight hard, the result would be hard to say.
Taking the risk of annihilating the entire army to kill a master of divine transformation on the other side doesn't seem to be a disadvantage.
However, the original combat plan of the human side completely failed because of this.
This would put them at a strategic disadvantage.
Zheng Yi didn't know that just because of his decision, he saved the lives of everyone, including himself.
In the abyss of the underworld, a furious cry resounded throughout the world: "You dare to kill my emperor's son, I want you to die!"
Just this murderous voice shocked dozens of young monks in the Qi refining stage to death.
The next moment, blood light shot into the sky, flying straight in the direction of Demon Lord Hui Yue Shi Wan.
The speed is so fast that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Zuijiu, who had used secret techniques and taken strength-enhancing pills, compared with his opponent, was like the gap between a rabbit and a tortoise.
The monks in the Netherworld Abyss all had frightened faces.
"What happened? Why is His Excellency Cang Yue Yanhuang so angry?"
"Those damn dirty humans, what good things have they done? How dare they kill Cang Yue Yanhuang's son, just wait to bear the wrath of Lord Yanhuang."
The death of a golden elixir cultivator could shock the entire Ming Ling clan. This was something Zheng Yi never imagined.
At this moment, Zheng Yi just wanted to stay away from Zuijiu as soon as possible.
"Boy, take a sip! As a man, how can you not drink?" Zuijiu said drunkenly as he brought his wine gourd to Zheng Yi.
Ever since this guy appeared, it felt like he had never sobered up and always looked like he had drunk too much.
If it weren't for the fact that this guy's reaction was no different from that of a normal person during the battle, Zheng Yi would have suspected that he was sick.
Zheng Yi estimated that this should be a side effect of the skills he practiced.
"There's really no need for me, senior. I'm not good at drinking!" Zheng Yi refused again.
"Tch, you are really unhappy." His kindness was rejected again. Zuijiu took another sip, waving his sleeves to wipe away the wine that accidentally flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The corners of Zheng Yi's mouth twitched violently. He was not a teetotaler.
It is true that this Taoist master is too unkempt. The Taoist robe had not been washed for an unknown period of time, and there were many stains on the sleeves. The navy blue Taoist robe looked black.
He wiped his mouth with this thing, and then used the wine gourd to drink. Now he handed the wine gourd to Zheng Yi. He really couldn't stop talking.
Although Zheng Yi felt that the reason why Zuijiu gave him a drink must be that the wine had some benefits.
But after several times of psychological preparation, I still felt frightened when I saw the wine gourd.
Anyway, his Immaculate Human Emperor Body can be cultivated at an incredible speed, so it’s okay not to give up some of the benefits.
I can only regretfully refuse Zuijiu's kindness again and again.
Without the pursuit of the monks of the Ming Ling clan, their speed has slowed down a lot.
After all, it was an emergency before and Zuijiu tried his best. This state could not last long.
"Little bastard, don't be ignorant. Not everyone can drink my wine, Master Dao. I don't know how many people are crying and begging to take a sip of my wine, but you don't know what is good. After this There is no such store in the village.”
Zuijiu didn't have the airs of a god-transforming master, and he really had the flavor of a senior expert in the game industry.
As long as this guy can clean himself up a little bit, Zheng Yi will definitely be able to take advantage of the situation.
"The junior understands the kindness of the senior, but the junior really doesn't..."
Before he finished speaking, Zuijiu threw out a pill: "This is the Juyuan Pill, which can strengthen your foundation and improve your cultivation. However, you'd better wait until you break through the Golden Pill before using it. It can help you become more powerful." A good breakthrough crystallizes into a golden elixir”
As soon as he heard it, he knew that this was an elixir used to assist breakthroughs. Such elixirs were rare treasures in any realm except the foundation building stage.
Zheng Yi didn't even blink and put it away decisively: "Thank you, senior!"
I just wanted to say thank you a few more times.
Zheng Yi suddenly felt a huge wave of terror coming over him, as if he had fallen into the abyss and would never recover.
"Senior, how far is it from our destination?" Zheng Yi asked with a pale face.
Zuijiu glanced at Zheng Yi strangely. Ever since he saw this kid, he always looked at ease.
Even if he faced the Demon Lord of the Book of Resentment, a master of divine transformation, he could handle it with ease without any fear.
Why are you suddenly so scared now?
"It's only about a thousand miles, what's wrong?" Zheng Yi said hurriedly: "Senior, I feel that something very bad has happened. Can we go all out now and reach the destination in the shortest possible time? ”
"Okay!" Zuijiu agreed without even thinking.
This kind of synaesthesia among monks is often without any reason. However, this kind of thing is closely related to the fate of every monk.
Every monk will have this happen at least several times during his practice.
It was clear that the road ahead was smooth, but it felt like my life was in danger.
Or there are obviously many dangers, but you still feel that you can get something out of the fire.
Of course, most of the latter scenario is an illusion.
For this kind of synesthesia, 99% of monks would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist.
After all, even if this pain is just an illusion, it is just a loss of opportunities.
But once it comes true, it is normal for the cultivation level to be damaged, and the body and soul to be seriously destroyed.
Zuijiu hesitated for a moment, then immediately activated the technique, and Jiu Gourd's speed suddenly increased a lot.
Hundreds of miles have flown by in just a few breaths.
After only three or four hundred miles out, Zuijiu felt an inexplicable terror envelope him.
This was a crisis that could make him, a master of divine transformation, feel like he might fall.
After calming down, Zuijiu suddenly remembered something.
He didn't feel the danger until this moment, but Zheng Yi was there so much earlier than him.
What kind of secrets does this little guy in the crystallization stage hide?
Even though he was a master of enlightenment, Cang Yue Yanhuang's speed was extremely terrifying when he was furious.
But from the Netherworld Abyss to the junction of the Netherworld clan and the human race, it was hundreds of thousands of miles away, and even if he wanted to get there, it would not take him a moment.
What's more, Zuijiu is also a master of divine transformation.
After sensing the danger, Zuijiu reluctantly took another pill, and his speed surged again.
In front of Zheng Yi, an endless stretch of snow-capped mountains appeared.
Although the snow-capped mountains are not particularly tall, they are endless as far as the eye can see.
"As long as we pass through here, we will be safe!" After seeing this snow-capped mountain, Zuijiu couldn't help but get a little excited.
The fear that followed him behind him was too terrifying, and he wanted to return to human territory as soon as possible.
There seemed to be a huge tsunami behind him, following him like a shadow, and there was an illusion that it might engulf him and others at any time.
The mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles can be crossed by Zuijiu in the blink of an eye.
However, Zuijiu did not relax at all. Even after reaching human territory, the huge feeling of terror behind him did not disappear, and became stronger and stronger.
At this time, Zuijiu was already a little over-consumed due to the continuous battles and the constant traveling, and his speed was obviously much slower than before.
But he still didn't dare to relax at all. He gritted his teeth and squeezed his spiritual power desperately, rushing towards his sect.
Finally Zheng Yi saw the destination of his trip, which was a mountain higher than all the surrounding mountains.
The mountaintop is overflowing with aura, the palace is magnificent, and there are auspicious clouds shrouding it.
Looking from a distance, it is really a beautiful scenery of fairy mountains.
After discovering Zheng Yi and others, three figures immediately rose into the sky, trying to stop them.
"Who is asking about the importance of the Immortal Temple, the idlers...Uncle Master, it's you who are back."
These people recognized them immediately, and Zuijiu looked a little embarrassed.
"Where is the head brother?" Zuijiu asked eagerly as he had no time to deal with these juniors.
Seeing that they usually don't take anything to heart, they knew that Zuijiu, who was drinking, was so serious. Naturally, these people did not dare to neglect: "Uncle Master, the leader is sitting in meditation in the Qingxin Hall."
At this time, Zuijiu could hardly suppress his fear. He was almost certain that the people coming were definitely top experts and would soon catch up with them.
Not daring to be negligent, Zuijiu simply shouted: "Brother, head, please quickly activate the mountain protection formation."
The host of Wenxian Temple is a Taoist with white hair and beard.
He was meditating and practicing, and had already discovered Zuijiu when he arrived.
His junior brother is a master of transforming gods, and there are only a handful of people in the entire Canglan world who can threaten him, but now he is in such a mess.
Moreover, the old Taoist priest could also feel that there was an extremely powerful force approaching them at an extremely fast speed.
So as soon as Zuijiu finished speaking, the old Taoist priest shook his fly whisk lightly: "Infinite Heavenly Lord."
Please activate the mountain protection formation at Wenxian Temple immediately.
"Eh?" Seeing this mountain-protecting formation, Zheng Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.
He found that the mountain-protecting formation of Wenxian Temple seemed to have many similarities with the "Great Five Elements Sutra of Birth and Death" that he practiced.
They all use the power of the five elements to complement each other.
It's just that one is a mountain-protecting formation, and the other is a cultivation technique.
After the mountain-protecting formation was activated, Zuijiu breathed a long sigh of relief, used up his spiritual power and said loudly: "All disciples below the peak crystallization level should immediately go back to their rooms and wait. Use the transmission talisman to inform those who have not come back not to come back for the time being. , waiting for orders from the main gate.”
After he said this, Zheng Yi also saw the host of Wenxian Temple.
"Junior brother, what happened? Aren't you going to save people? Why did you ask Xianguan back? Who is the person who is chasing you?"
The old Taoist priest looked like a quiet and inactive master, but as soon as he opened his mouth, that aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Yi looked at Zuijiu who couldn't understand Tiao, and said to himself that he was indeed a senior brother.
Zuijiu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother, I don't know who is coming. However, he must be a top expert. We must deal with it carefully."
Zheng Yi rolled his eyes: "Senior Zuijiu, I think I know who is coming."
Before he finished speaking, Zuijiu grabbed Zheng Yi's wrist and asked murderously: "Do you know who it is? Then why didn't you tell me just now?"
The huge force coming from the opponent's hand made Zheng Yi feel as if his wrist was about to be crushed.
"Senior...Senior, I am about to follow you. Please let go."
The other party was a master at transforming spirits. If there wasn't a trace of reason left, Zheng Yi's hands would have been crushed.
Zheng Yi turned his head and looked at the terrifying aura that was getting closer and closer, making him feel frightened.
"Such a terrifying master, someone who wants to kill us at all costs."
"I think it should be Cang Yue Yanhuang, right?"
Lao Dao and Zui Jiu were shocked at the same time.
"What did you say?"
"He actually came!" (End of Chapter)