Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three The Condor King Looking For Death
"Well! Hong Yi actually took action and fought back against two people. Who are these two people? Good guys, they are the Black Devil Hall Master of Xuantian Hall and the Hall of Destruction Hall Master. Both of them are ghosts and immortals."
"But it's a pity that neither of these two people have survived the thunder tribulation. Otherwise, if I capture the thoughts of these two people's souls and transform them into essence, I will probably be able to cultivate to the realm of human immortality."
Xiao Ziyu plucked his chin and said with a hint of regret.
If what he said was known to others, it would definitely cause an uproar. But Xiao Ziyu didn't care anymore.
Now he suddenly has no interest in the Qiankun Bag. After all, the Qiankun Bag is just a defective product. It won't last long, and it can't improve his cultivation level.
He now wants to find those ghosts and immortals who have survived the thunder tribulation, kill them, plunder their souls, and then transform them into essence for his own cultivation.
"Hey! I remember that Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha teamed up here to kill the high priest Saint Tuyuan of the Jingyuan Temple."
"Yeah! Hehe! It's just him. Anyway, I've already killed one high priest. It doesn't matter if I kill another one. It's better to kill all four."
Xiao Ziyu thought with a wicked smile.
Just as he was having a sweet dream, the battlefield on Hong Yi's side was also turbulent. The original Black Demon Hall Master and Destruction Hall Master of Xuantian Pavilion had been suppressed by Hong Yi, and were even about to be eliminated by Hong Yi.
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But at the last moment, he was rescued by the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua and the Peacock King's daughter, and faced a martial saint and three powerful ghost immortals. Of course, the Black Wolf King is also a ghost immortal, which can be said to be the four ghosts.
Fairy.
Even if Hong Yi was a peerless ghost immortal, he still couldn't handle it, so he just retreated.
"pity!"
When Xiao Ziyu saw that none of these people had survived the thunder tribulation, he immediately lost interest.
After Hong Yi left, Xiao Ziyu turned his attention to the battlefield on the other side. The melee here was full of ups and downs, including battles between martial saints, such as the Champion Hou and the Jingren Monk.
There are battles between ghosts and immortals, such as Xiao Anran from Fang Xiandao and Yu Wutong, the master of Wugui Dao. However, the battles between these people are really boring in Xiao Ziyu's eyes.
These are all ghost-immortal cultivations. What Xiao Ziyu needs is a master of thunder tribulation. So he did not take action in the end.
If the ghosts and immortals who are fighting below knew what Xiao Ziyu was thinking, I don't know what they would think. Should they be glad that they did not go through the thunder tribulation?
"It's so boring. Why hasn't this picture element come out yet?" Xiao Ziyu's soul power kept scanning the surroundings, circle after circle, but he still couldn't find the picture element, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.
"Well! The people from the Wugui Dao are leaving." Suddenly Xiao Ziyu found that Yu Wutong, the leader of the Wugui Dao below, shouted at a few elders and ran away with the Qiankun Bag, which suddenly aroused Xiao Ziyu's idea.
Xiao Ziyu remembered that the Qiankun Bag was snatched away by the Tuyuan in the end, and then killed by Hong Yi.
So if you follow Yu Wutong, you can find the picture element. Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyu chuckled, and then followed Yu Wutong.
As they galloped all the way, they didn't meet Tu Yuan or the people from the Wugui Dao, but they met the Champion Marquis or people from the imperial court.
"Hey! This isn't that Butler Wu. He was injured so quickly and healed so quickly." Xiao Ziyu let out a light sigh when he saw that the person blocking the road was Butler Wu, who had been severely injured by him before.
According to his estimation, this guy would have to lie down for a while, but thinking about some of the elixirs in this world and the recovery power of the Martial Saint, he was relieved.
"Hehe! If I can hit you hard once, I can hit you twice. Moreover, if you have injured two stars measuring rulers, when I reach the realm of earthly immortals and re-smelt them, I can make a new one.
"Lingbao will come the day after tomorrow"
Xiao Ziyu looked at the star measuring ruler in Butler Wu's hand with bright eyes.
As for the Martial Saint Guard Taicang beside him, Xiao Ziyu didn't take them to heart at all. If it were his father Gong Yangyu, a human immortal, Xiao Ziyu would still be a little afraid, but none of these people could make Xiao Ziyu look at him.
Up.
"Haha! Old man, we met again. I didn't expect you to recover very quickly." Xiao Ziyu smiled inwardly when he saw Hong Yi hiding in the distance, and immediately jumped out.
He smiled at Butler Wu and said.
"It's you!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Butler Wu trembled all over and looked at Xiao Ziyu with a horrified expression. He did not expect to meet Xiao Ziyu here.
He was also panicking unconsciously. This was not his fault. It was Xiao Ziyu who put too much pressure on him. The power of a peak martial saint, or even a half-step immortal, was definitely not something people like them could resist.
"Brother Wu, what's going on? Who is he?" Wei Taicang seemed to see the change in Butler Wu, and even the fear in his heart.
This made Wei Taicang a little confused. Xiao Ziyu's breath was completely restrained at this moment. No one could feel his power before taking action.
This is also because he has increased control over his body's strength after his previous breakthrough.
"Brother Wei, you also knew that I was severely injured before, but you don't know what caused my injury."
"Brother Wu, what you mean is that you were severely injured by this person." Wei Taicang was not a fool, and he thought of it instantly.
"Yes, this person is a peak martial saint. It seems that our goal this time is over. With him here, it is almost impossible for us to seize the Qiankun Bag."
Butler Wu whispered to Wei Taicang.
"Peak Martial Saint!" Wei Taicang trembled when he heard this. As the leader of Daqian's Qiankun Dragon Guard, he certainly knows what kind of strength a peak Martial Saint is.
And he didn't believe that Butler Wu would lie to him in this regard. Suddenly he looked at Xiao Ziyu with a hint of fear.
hehe!
As if he noticed Wei Taicang's eyes, Xiao Ziyu turned to look at him. Just this look suddenly made Wei Taicang feel even more depressed, and he took an unnatural step back.
"Brother Wei, what should we do?" Butler Wu couldn't make up his mind at this moment.
"Haha! Old man, give me the ruler of the stars in your hand and I'll leave. How about that?" Xiao Ziyu looked at Butler Wu and the others discussing in a low voice, and suddenly laughed.
He knew that even if he left, it would be very difficult for the other party to obtain the Qiankun Bag. As soon as the picture element came, the strength of such a Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal was still very strong.
Even though Butler Wu and his friends still had some strength hidden in their fortune gourd, the Qiankun Bag was still snatched away by Tu Yuan in the end.
Besides, Xiao Ziyu himself doesn’t care about Qiankun Bag.
"Damn it, where did this kid come from? He came here to act wild. He is simply looking for death."
Before Butler Wu could respond, an arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the middle.