The current Supervisor Zhou is in a difficult position. A supervisor at the Taixia Ancient Mine was killed. He had to pursue the case, but he couldn't afford to pursue it if he wanted to.
"Yi Yun, you and I, Taixia, still have a contract! You actually killed my supervisor, Taixia!"
"So what?" Yi Yun didn't care, "The Taixia contract doesn't allow anyone to be killed! I knew Zhou Fang wanted to harm me, but I fought back and killed him. Does this violate the Taixia contract?"
The terms of the Taixia contract are not overbearing, which is reasonable. If the terms were really overbearing, Taixia would have broken up, and no one would sell themselves to Taixia as a slave.
Manager Zhou and Yi Yun were confronting each other verbally while running away. The powerful ghost clan was behind them. Yi Yun would not think that just by killing a Zhou Fang, the ghost clan would treat him as one of his own. Moreover, Yi Yun did not
I've thought about hanging out with people from the ghost tribe.
Supervisor Zhou was so angry at Yi Yun's words that he saw the Shenxin God King and the Ghost Clan God King fighting inextricably. It was impossible to expect the Shenxin God King to help them.
We can no longer escape. If we continue to escape, the people in Taixia Ancient Mine will be chased away.
Although the inner valley is not full of fog all year round like the outer valley, the suppression of perception is the same. Once people are scattered, it is almost impossible to get back together.
By then, there will probably be only one Shenxin King left in the entire Taixia Ancient Mine, plus a few stewards.
The polished commander!
He lost all the middle-level elites he brought out in one breath, and he, the team leader, cannot absolve himself of the blame!
Manager Zhou looked at Yi Yun again and saw that Yi Yun was escaping very easily. Although there were ghost kings behind him who kept attacking Yi Yun, they were easily neutralized by Yi Yun.
"This kid, he definitely has the energy to fight back, but he just doesn't do it!"
Thinking of this, Manager Zhou was furious: "Yi Yun, after all, you still have a contract with Taixia Ancient Mine! Not only did you not help me, Taixia, but you also killed me, Manager Taixia. Now you clearly have enough energy to help us resist.
The ghost tribe is watching a show here, are you going too far?"
At this moment, Yi Yun had just blocked a red light from the Ghost Lord with his sword. He sneered and said: "Director Zhou, it's good that I have a contract with Taixia, but you seem to have made a mistake. I didn't leave on my own initiative before.
Taixia, you decided that I was a traitor and kicked me out. In addition, the content of the contract I signed with Taixia is as follows—"
"Taixia accepted me as a low-level miner. My salary is also at the level of a low-level miner. I will be promoted based on my performance for a hundred years."
"Now, I am still a low-level miner in Taixia. The salary I receive from Taixia is only a dozen kilograms of rough ore. I have done my job and mined, and I will give it to Taixia when the time comes.
Xia turned over some ore."
"What else does the chief steward want from me? Could it be that the chief steward wants to use a dozen kilograms of rough ore to hire a warrior to help you fight seven or eight ghost kings, and hire him for a hundred years at a time?"
Yi Yun's rhetorical question was obviously sarcastic, and Manager Zhou's face darkened. Yi Yun was not showing off the rabbit before he saw the rabbit. He was now entangled with the ghost tribe, and neither took action nor escaped, but followed Taixia.
The team is obviously waiting for a price!
This kind of behavior is really abominable!
But Supervisor Zhou didn't say anything. He knew that Yi Yun's words were on the side of truth.
He, Taixia, didn't treat Yi Yun well, so why should Yi Yun help them?
Moreover, the strong men who can really resist several ghost kings at the same time are all worshiped at the elder level in Taixia, and the salary of those worshippers cannot be measured with chaos ore.
"You're very good!" Manager Zhou gritted his teeth, "What do you want in return?"
Yi Yun smiled slightly and said, "I want an Essence and Blood Pill! An Essence and Blood Pill that can be used by the God King!"
"What did you say?" Manager Zhou's heart skipped a beat. The so-called Essence and Blood Pills are special elixirs for replenishing essence and blood. Generally, high-level warriors will take Essence and Blood Pills if they are forced to burn their essence and blood.
Replenish essence and blood.
However, for high-level warriors of the human race, once the essence and blood are burned, it is too difficult to replenish it. They require a variety of specific heavenly materials and earthly treasures, each of which is priceless and unmarketable, and is refined using special methods.
God-king-level essence and blood pills basically require the refining of a god-king alchemist, and the price can be imagined.
"How many pounds do you think you have? Even if you can easily kill Zhou Fang, so what? Wanting a god-king level essence and blood pill is just a joke! Even for Taixia's major worship elders, the total reward for their collective action is
Not so much!"
Supervisor Zhou would have cursed loudly if he hadn't been worried that Yi Yun would cause trouble for him at this time. This Yi Yun was as loud as a lion.
"Serving the elders? As long as you don't reach the realm of the God King, it's just that in my opinion. I only want the God King Essence and Blood Pill. If you think it's not possible, forget it."
Yi Yun said nonchalantly, naturally he asked for this God King Essence and Blood Pill from Lin Xintong. If he couldn't get it this time, it wouldn't matter. He could still get it by spending some time.
After Yi Yun finished speaking, he slowly left Taixia's team, not intending to accompany them any longer.
"Rampant!" Manager Zhou gritted his teeth. Listening to the meaning of Yi Yun's words, he didn't take Taixia's enshrined elders seriously at all.
"Ahhh!"
Several screams rang out in succession, and several more people in Taixia's fleeing team died tragically.
The scary thing about the ghost tribe is that they can devour the living souls of warriors of other races to enhance their continuous combat capabilities. Their dependence on chaos ore is not that great.
If this continues, almost everyone in Taixia Ancient Mine will be wiped out, and even a few top managers may die here.
If your life is gone, why keep your wealth?
Even if he knew he was taking advantage of someone's misfortune, he could only hold his nose and admit it. Thinking of this, Supervisor Zhou gritted his teeth and said to Yi Yun: "Nine Hearts of Life-Reviving Pill! It's your turn!"
Manager Zhou didn't expect Yi Yun to really be able to stop the ghost clan. He could just delay it for a while and give them a chance to breathe.
"The Nine Hearts Rejuvenation Pill is good!" Bai Yueyin said in Yi Yun's mind. There are only a handful of God King Essence and Blood Pills in Chaos Heaven, and Bai Yueyin expected that Yi Yun would never have heard of them.
"good!"
Yi Yun happily agreed. He suddenly changed direction, spotted the two ghost kings, and killed them straight away.
These two ghost kings are chasing seven or eight Taixia disciples, and among them is a woman with plump breasts and waist, wearing a purple gauze, who is the boss of Yi Yun's boss, the master of Ziguang Hall - Zi Mei!
When Yi Yun first arrived in Taixia, it was because of Zi Meifa's salary. Yi Yun chose these two ghost kings first because of Zi Mei, and they were known to each other anyway.
At this time, Zimei no longer had her usual charm and charm. She had just witnessed the death of several Taixia warriors who were also hall leaders.
Some of them were pierced by the ghost king's light and turned into mummified bacon; some were swallowed by the Thousand-Eyed Tapir, and their souls were imprisoned in the Thousand-Eyed Tapir's body to be tortured forever; and some were seriously injured and were devoured by ghosts coming from all directions.
Such a way of death makes people's scalp numb! Zi Mei would rather let her soul fly away than die like this.
At this time, Zi Mei's face was pale, and her body's energy was almost exhausted. She was desperate, and she did not notice what happened to Manager Zhou a few miles away.
Seeing a ghost king, urging hundreds of ghosts to rush towards her, Zi Mei was about to burn her essence and blood to fight with these ghosts, but at this moment, a mysterious cold light flashed, and the terrifying power of destruction
, then broke out.
"Boom!"
The space was shattered, and all the ghostly energy in the sky was sucked into the vortex of destruction. There was only a shrill sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and hundreds of ghosts turned into ashes!
And the sword energy continued to castrate, directly piercing the ghost king's body!
"Ah!"
The ghost king let out a shrill roar and blocked the sword energy with the red light from his eyebrows and eyes. However, the power of destruction was so cunning. There was still a trace of the power of destruction that invaded his body along the red light, making his soul violently
It was shaking and seemed to have suffered a lot of damage.
"Um?"
An evil spirit flashed in Guijun's red eyes. He suddenly turned his head and saw Yi Yun stepping on the cauldron.
"You only emit this ghost light? There is nothing new at all."
As Yi Yun spoke, he slashed down with the Fantasy Snow Sword in his hand. With this slash, the phantom of the Dragon King appeared behind Yi Yun. The power of Qi and blood surging like the sea was poured into this sword by Yi Yun!
The power of qi and blood hurts ghosts the most! The human race's qi and blood are weak, and are precisely restrained by the ghost race. This is why Taixia is no match for the ghost race.
"Ah!"
The two ghost kings attacked Yi Yun together, but as the Fantasy Snow Sword slashed down, the terrifying energy and blood force struck them hard like a turbulent wave, instantly breaking through their body-protecting ghost energy!
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The power of Yi Yun's energy and blood enveloped them, and the two ghost kings seemed to be burned in a magma pool. Even with their cultivation, they could not withstand this terrifying energy like the scorching sun.
Their souls were constantly being impacted, but at this moment, Yi Yun had already rushed in front of them with a sword.
"Crack!"
With a horizontal slash of the sword, the heads of the two ghost kings were cut off!
But the warriors of the ghost tribe are dead themselves. They are different from the human race. If the human race loses its head, it is basically dead. However, the two ghost kings in front of them, after their heads were cut off, there was still a relationship between them and their physical bodies.
There are thick blood threads left to connect them, just like lotus roots are cut off by silk threads.
Under the pull of this bloodshot, their heads have a tendency to heal.
Yi Yun sneered.
"Boom!"
The terrifying evil god's fire broke out, and the sea of fire gathered from all directions, directly wrapping the two half-dead ghost kings in it.
The power of internal destruction and the external evil fire burned, and the two ghost kings howled in pain, and in an instant, they were turned into ashes in the flames.
Yi Yun killed two of the twelve ghost kings in just two breaths!
Until this moment, the Taixia disciples who were being chased by the Ghost Lord were still in shock, and Zi Mei among them was looking at this young man who killed two Ghost Lords with his sword in disbelief.