God of Killing

Five gray shadows, not condensed into substance, were suspended beside Shi Yan, like five gray ribbons.

Qili looked stunned and stared blankly at the five gray shadows. Only then did she confirm that she had not been blinded just now and knew that the foreign objects that swallowed up the weak dead souls all came from Shi Yan's body.

The five people who spent a lot of effort but got nothing in the end were about to curse when they suddenly discovered that the five gray shadows seemed to have an owner.

The five people were stunned for a moment. They first came to sense Shi Yan's cultivation from a distance. When they discovered that Shi Yan was only in the third level of heaven, they became emboldened and approached him one by one with angry faces.

"Boy, these five energy ribbons come from you, right?" The leader, Tiemu, snorted coldly, with an angry look on his face, "Do you understand the rules? We have been watching those three undead souls for half a year, do you know that in order to hunt them? How much energy and crystals did we spend on catching them?”

The other four women, three men and one woman, also looked at him fiercely, as if they would immediately take action if they disagreed.

Five people, headed by Tiemu, was in the realm of the third heaven, and the other four also had the cultivation level of the second heaven. The five of them worked together and spent a lot of strength to get a chance to win. This was really disappointing. Shi Yan was deeply impressed by the difficulty of the undead.

According to Qili, these three undead spirits are still low-level. If high-level undead spirits come over, wouldn't it mean that even warriors in the divine realm can't take them down?

"Boy, are you mute? I want to ask you a question!" Tiemu yelled, with an impatient look on his face, "Hand over the undead, we won't embarrass you, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

"Sorry, I really can't hand it over." Shi Yan reacted and smiled lightly, "It's difficult to spit out the things that have been eaten. I can't restore those three undead to you."

As soon as these words came out, the five people from Tiemu were furious, and they all gnashed their teeth, looking like they were going to fight for their lives.

Qili's blue eyes flashed, and she frowned and said, "He is a distinguished guest of our Spiritual Palace. Our Spiritual Palace is responsible for this matter. How about we compensate you for your losses when we return to the Spiritual Palace?"

"Ling Palace?" Tie Mu's expression changed, he stared at her carefully, and suddenly said: "Are you Master Zha Lin's apprentice?"

Qili smiled brightly and nodded slightly.

"Master Charin can't bully others!" Tiemu looked gloomy, "Tell me, how to compensate for our losses? Your spiritual palace doesn't need undead souls, so can your spiritual palace give us three undead souls?"

"We don't have undead souls in our spiritual palace, but we have other things to exchange for." Qili snorted proudly, "Although undead souls are quite precious, those three are only the lowest level, and their value is not very great. Do you think Can’t our Spiritual Palace provide compensation? Huh, if you are also hanging out in the Necromancer Mountains, you should know what our Spiritual Palace is capable of, right?”

After hearing what she said, Tiemu's expression softened slightly, "I know your spirit palace is very capable, but we only need the undead now!"

"There are many weapon refiners in the Treasure Valley, and there are also many who have undead souls in their hands. After I return to the Elixir Valley, I will ask my master to collect three undead souls for you. Is this okay?" Qili frowned. Impatient.

In the Undead Mountains, alchemists and weapon refiners have the most noble status. They naturally feel superior to ordinary warriors, because no matter how powerful warriors are, they need to beg them to refine weapons and medicine. Over time, they become They have a sense of pride that they can dominate the warriors.

The alchemist of the Spirit Palace has a slightly higher status among the alchemists. Qili is also a well-known figure in the Spiritual Medicine Valley. She is always fawned over, and few people dare to come to her for trouble. This is also She has developed an arrogant expression when facing ordinary warriors.

"If you can guarantee that you will collect three undead souls for us, we will stop doing nothing. Otherwise, we will pay for this kid's life!" Tiemu snorted coldly.

Qili snorted and was about to agree. From her point of view, this was not a big deal.

Shi Yan listened with a smile and never expressed an opinion. But after he heard Tiemu's threat, his face finally turned cold and he said calmly: "Take my life to compensate? Your three dead souls are so big." Is it worth it?”

"From my point of view, your life is not much more precious than the undead." Ironwood sneered sinisterly, with fierce eyes and a mocking expression, "Boy, you can just eat soft food. Don't shout out. You know, otherwise you will be despised, understand?”

Ever since the incident happened, it was Qili who came to talk. In Tiemu's eyes, Shi Yan was an incompetent boy who relied on Qili to make a living. They subconsciously thought that Shi Yan had somehow confused Qili. , so that Qili was willing to clean up his mess.

When Tiemu said this, the other four warriors also sneered and looked at him with contempt on their faces.

"That's it." Shi Yan laughed dumbly, shook his head, and said to Qili: "You won't have to worry about my affairs. You don't have to find any undead for them. I want to see if they can take me." How about it."

It turned out that the five demons had devoured the weak undead. He knew that he was aggrieved and had no intention of defaulting on the debt with Tiemu and others. He was thinking about what compensation should be made so that Tiemu and the others would not work in vain.

But this Tiemu was full of bullshit, filthy and bad-mouthed, which made him unhappy, so he just gave up his name.

"Oh." Qili smiled with an interesting expression, looked at him with a smile, and took the initiative to get out of the way, "That's up to you, I don't want to help you yet, you have to solve it yourself, and you have to be careful. , although the five guys on the opposite side have not recovered their strength, it is still difficult for you to do it alone. "

Ever since Zha Lin ordered her to take Shi Yan to Feiyun Peak, she has been full of curiosity about Shi Yan. Feiyun Peak is Li Zhengrong's training place. As the elder of the Spiritual Palace, Li Zhengrong is the most mysterious. He doesn’t necessarily come to the mourning hall once every ten years, and rarely goes out.

Alchemists of Li Zhengrong's level were among the most powerful masters from the Pure Land, the Sect of Light, and the Demonic Palace. He always had a higher regard for ordinary people and didn't even bother to look at them.

Zha Lin asked her to take Shi Yan there, and seemed to be sure that Li Zhengrong would definitely meet Shi Yan, which made her extremely confused. She also had many guesses about Shi Yan's identity. She always felt that Shi Yan was mysterious and not that mysterious. Simple.

Because of this, when she saw that Shi Yan was going to take on this matter, she didn't have too much worry in her heart. She was secretly looking forward to it, wanting to see what was so strange about Shi Yan through this matter.

"Boy, do you really want to die?" Tiemu's face was twisted, his eyes were cold and cold, and he was burning with anger, giving birth to the desire to kill.

"Looking for death?" Shi Yan grinned, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Tiemu was furious and without hesitation, the fire sword in his hand flashed in the void like a stream of light.

The next moment, hundreds of flaming swords were seen surging forward, seeming to burn half the sky red, and stabbing at Shi Yan fiercely.

"interesting."

Shi Yan's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a stream of cold air. The white cold air spread like a bolt of cold air.

Hundreds of fire swords came in, but before they could get close to his body, they were hit by the cold current, and all the fireworks suddenly went out. Even the fire sword that actually appeared suddenly lost its power of heat, and its spiritual energy was frozen. Significantly reduced.

Suspended in the void, Shi Yan stretched out his left hand in the distance, and a cold current passed by, only to see crystal lines of ice, piercing the fire sword like electricity, and instantly entangled the fire sword.

Holding the fire sword casually, Shi Yan flicked it, smiled and shook his head, "Without spiritual consciousness, the power of the fire absorbed is too weak. This fire sword is barely considered a first- and second-grade spiritual level secret treasure, how can it hurt me?"

"Tiemu, this Fire Cloud Sword is borrowed. Don't scrap it, otherwise you will suffer huge losses." One person exclaimed.

Tiemu also changed his expression and began to look at Shi Yan again.

Shi Yan smiled, and with a little bit of negative power, the energy around him suddenly surged, and an evil and violent aura suddenly rippled out of him.

Tiemu was startled, his expression moved, and he immediately knew that there was an extremely terrifying force lingering around Shi Yan's body.

"Do you still want to take action?" Old God Shi Yan was here, looking at the other four people indifferently, and said calmly: "You can join forces. If you are confident in killing me, you can give it a try."

Those four people were only in the second level of heaven. When Shi Yan said this, they all hesitated and did not dare to act rashly.

"Sir, what do you really want? You should be the one who is wronged, right?" Among the four, the girl who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old was wearing an emerald green short skirt, exposing her white arms and waist. Staring at him, he said bitterly.

"Yes, I am indeed in the wrong." Shi Yan did not deny it, squinting and looking at Tie Mu with a smile, "If his mouth could be cleaner, I am actually a very good talker, and I will definitely compensate you for your losses, but now... …”

"I'm sorry, it's because I look down on others. It's because I don't have eyes." Tiemu thought hard for a moment, then forced out an ugly smile, "Please also ask my friend to return the Fire Cloud Sword to me. That Necromancer, Necromancer Things..."

He couldn't speak anymore.

The three undead were of great importance. He wanted it, but he was a little afraid of Shi Yan's strength. He was not sure whether he should mention it or not.

"Take this Fire Cloud Sword." Shi Yan snorted coldly, "If I hadn't thought that you are members of the Guangming Sect, I would definitely not have spared you this time!"

Although these five heavenly realm warriors all released the power of fire with the help of secret treasures, what was really flowing in the bodies of the five was the Flame Sun Art of the Light God Sect, and Shi Yan knew it in his heart.

He still has a good impression of the Guangming Cult. Although he does not dare to go to the Guangming Cult due to the mutation of his martial soul, he is still quite fond of the Guangming Cult after Zhao Feng and others helped him in the early stages of the Dark Magnetic Fog Miasma. agreed.

"laugh!"

A trace of the flame power of the Earth's Heart Fire seeped in, and the flames that disappeared from the Fire Cloud Sword suddenly rose again, and the power of the flames was several times stronger than before.

Tiemu's eyes suddenly brightened, his face full of surprise.

"I'll give you the Fire Cloud Sword. Take me to the place where you found the undead. I'll help you capture three more undead." Shi Yan ordered calmly.

(To be continued)