Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Five: Little B Appears
According to rumors, when they were in deep trouble, the boss, Emperor Yan, chose to commit suicide with the aliens who were chasing him in order to save the three of them.
But the Fire Emperor's relic, the legendary psychic creature, the Heart of the Fire Sun, also disappeared.
It is the most powerful psychic creature known as the Disaster Spirit.
For this reason, the union even invested huge manpower and material resources and organized several teams to search for it. In the end, nothing was found, so it was finally concluded that this relic may have been destroyed in the Yan Emperor's self-destruction.
I never thought that this thing would always be in the hands of the Holy Ghost.
What's even more unexpected is that Weisheng can actually control this psychic creature.
The golden fire light enveloped the body of the strange saint, making him shine like a ball of sun, making him inferior to all evil and invulnerable to all methods.
The snake-shaped dagger in his hand was wrapped in golden flames, and he stabbed Li Bing in the chest.
Caught off guard and under the influence of a curse, Li Bing screamed and tried to dodge, but it was too late.
"boom!"
However, what is surprising is that the Holy Ghost's dagger only penetrated a small part and could no longer penetrate.
Seeing the fire light burning away Li Bing's clothes, revealing the purple-gold soft armor under the clothes, Jisheng's expression darkened.
When the sword failed, Guisheng suddenly raised the blade and chopped off Li Bing's head.
But at this time, the effect of the curse had disappeared. Li Bing tilted his head, and half of the flesh and blood on his face was cut off by the snake-shaped dagger.
The burning pain on his face made Li Bing scream in agony.
But he did not dare to hesitate any longer. His body turned into a streak of blood, and he quickly retreated from Weisheng and returned to Ke Xing.
As a blood mist surged out of the face and enveloped the cheek, new flesh and blood quickly regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I didn't expect that the Tong family would spend so much money on you. They even gave you the only remaining batch of armors from the original."
The Quiet Saint silently put away the flames on his body, looking through the mask and staring at the purple and gold soft armor on Li Bing's chest.
This set of soft armor was created by the union at the time, after consuming a lot of resources. The main material of the armor was a strange material found on a mysterious island.
However, these materials were limited, and only six sets of such armors were produced at the beginning. Their defensive capabilities were as if they were artifacts, which was simply frightening.
But he didn't expect that such an important treasure would actually be worn by these three people.
"Hahaha! Strange Saint, you didn't expect that the armor that you applied for several times but didn't get is now wearing on me. How about it? Isn't it ironic? To tell you the truth, all six sets of armors back then were...
Being controlled by Mr. Tong, he originally had a plan for Emperor Yan, but who made him die early!"
Li Bing's face was very pale. Although Gui Sheng did not kill him, he also destroyed the blood he had accumulated for a long time and greatly damaged his vitality.
But that didn't stop him from ridiculing the sage as much as he wanted.
"Ahem." After Li Bing finished speaking, the young man standing behind the three elders coughed twice, cleared his throat, looked at Weisheng, and said in a sincere tone.
"Senior Weisheng, my grandfather has mentioned you before and admires you as human beings. If you can hand over the map behind this gate to me, I can make the decision. I will end today's matter and let everyone leave.
After all, I don’t want to kill anyone anymore.”
"Map??" Wei Sheng sneered when he heard this: "If I had a map, you could still stand here and show off your power?"
Seeing that Wei Sheng refused to admit it, the young man stopped arguing about it and just stepped aside to let another person come out.
"It's you!!"
When everyone in the valley saw this man, they were immediately shocked. This man was originally one of them and had lived in seclusion here for ten years. However, they did not expect that he turned out to be a traitor.
"No wonder, no wonder you guys came directly towards the gate." As soon as Weisheng saw this person, he immediately understood the confusion in his heart.
In order to lure him to show up, he would not hesitate to kill the innocent, old and weak people in a whole village, arouse everyone's hatred, use the soldiers below as bait, and go straight here. The ultimate purpose is just to lure him out.
"It is said that an archaeological team entered here 21 years ago and left a map. The map is in your hand. I think your ability to break through the disaster spirit is also related to the things inside."
The young man had red lips and white teeth, and spoke mellowly. He glanced at the people in the valley and said earnestly: "I admire the old man as a person, but I must get the things. As long as you nod your head, they can all leave alive today.
"
The young man's words were very gentle, but beneath the gentle words, there was a sinister threat, and he even kicked the ball to Wei Sheng, putting him in a dilemma.
When everyone heard this, their minds, which had been cold for a while, suddenly became active.
They couldn't help but look at the Strange Saint. Although no one spoke, the light of hope flashed in their eyes, which had betrayed their inner thoughts. After all, as long as there was a hope of living, who wouldn't want to fight for it.
"No!"
However, Wei Sheng's answer was crisper than anyone else's. He knew very well what was behind the bronze door. If these things could be controlled well, they would naturally be good things. But if they were left in the hands of ambitious people like the Tong family, they would probably be a mess.
What a disaster.
"Then don't worry about us being rude."
Ke Xinghun looked at Weisheng indifferently, but he had roughly figured out the power of this guy's rules in his heart: "Leave him to me, you go and kill all the others."
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. If Ke Xing entangled the Gui Sheng and killed the remaining two, how could they resist?
Just when Li Bing and Zhou Fu were about to take action, a lazy mocking sound came from their ears: "Three of them hit one, not to mention that they were not beaten, and one of them was injured, tsk tsk tsk... I said since it is
Soft persimmon, how about you let me handle it."
"who!"
The sound came suddenly, causing Li Bing and Zhou Fu to stop.
Everyone followed the sound and looked, but they were horrified to see a sea of boiling spiritual energy rolling in like a vast ocean.
"Oh my God, what's happened to this world? Have disaster spirits become wholesale cabbage??"
The spiritual energy like a vast ocean is about to tear apart Li Bing's spiritual energy space. Who else but a disaster spirit can do this?
I saw Ding Xiaoyi taking steps to reveal his figure, his whole body surrounded by spiritual radiance. Every step he took was more like a majestic mountain pressing down on him. The huge amount of spiritual energy pressed down on him and he was almost out of breath.
"Who are you?"
Li Bing opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the identity of the person coming, but when he looked around, he couldn't clearly see the figure in the psychic energy, and could only see a vague humanoid outline.
There was a huge wave in my heart. This guy has more psychic powers than the three of them combined?
Could it be that the essence of spiritual energy has become a spirit?
"Who am I? You will know after I beat you!"
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, his figure stepped forward and punched the lotus platform where Ke Xing and others were standing.
"I come!"
Li Bing was injured and urgently needed to kill people to absorb blood to recover. At this time, Zhou Fu could only take the lead. He spread his five arms and waved his fists brazenly.
The power of the five elements merged and turned into a giant fist, hitting the person head-on.
Facing the incoming punch, Ding Xiaoyi also punched forward. It was a simple and ordinary punch, but it gave Zhou Fu a strong sense of familiarity for no reason.
The Quiet Saint standing by had his pupils gleaming, and he said in shock: "This is..."
