With a wave of his hand, Yan Li concentrated his Qi in his Dantian and issued an unquestionable order, "Go up!" Then he took the lead and pulled Ji Zhiyuan up the nearest stone pillar.
Everyone immediately understood his intention. They became spirited and climbed up the nearest stone pillar one after another.
The ghost army surged down and caused a great commotion. Everyone was confused. Weren't they worried about causing an avalanche?
Wei Shu, however, noticed something strange. He frowned and said, "I'm afraid a disaster has happened here recently. The enemy is very familiar with this place! No wonder the way down the mountain is easier. It's only because of the harsh environment that we've neglected it. "He purposely said this to Yan Li, hoping that he would take it seriously.
Hearing this, Yan Li suddenly had a crazy idea. He turned to look at one of the nine disciples who had just climbed up and called out, "Yu Feihuan."
Yu Feihuan was a disciple of Upper Wilderness God Temple. He seemed to be a quiet and honest man, but Yan Li noticed that he liked to take advantage of others.
Hearing someone calling him, Yu Feihuan subconsciously looked at Yan Li and asked, "What, what is it?"
Yan Li leaped to the stone pillar where Yu Feihuan was and stretched out his hand, saying, "Give it to me."
"Give what?" Yu Feihuan asked in confusion.
"Zhao Chang's Qiankun Bag," Yan Li said.
Yu Feihuan's heart skipped a beat. He said hurriedly, "What, what nonsense are you talking about? Why would I take, take something that belongs to a dead comrade!"
Yan Li knew that he had made the right bet. He deliberately shouted, "If you want to live, give it to me!"
Everyone was on standby when they heard this. They all looked at Yu Feihuan. They only wanted to know that the key to their survival was in Yu Feihuan's hands. No matter what you are, even if you are Yu Feihuan's life, do you dare to not hand it over?
Under such intense stares, Yu Feihuan couldn't stand it anymore. He angrily threw a Qiankun Bag to Yan Li.
Yan Li caught it and probed it with his consciousness. He smiled happily and said, "Sure enough, there is!"
Everyone was curious about what he meant. Yu Feihuan thought that he didn't have time to check it, so he couldn't help but ask, "What's in it?"
Yan Li took it out and threw it to Yu Feihuan along with the Qiankun Bag, saying, "Complete my task, and it's all yours. Listen carefully …"
The cooked duck had flown back and Yu Fei was overjoyed. He glanced at the item that had been tossed over along with the Qiankun Bag and couldn't help but be stunned. "Isn't this the Five Elements Court's Lightning Guiding Talisman?"
Qiankun Of the Qiankun Qiankun Bag was said. The Qiankun of Qiankun Qiankun Li was Qiankun Qiankun Qi.
Li. He had never thought that Zhang Zhao Chang was so and Zhao Zhao was that he had such a Treasure. He didn't expect Zhao Chang to be so rich. This was a considerable amount of wealth.
Yu Feihuan was calculating when he heard Yan Li's message. His expression changed immediately. He shook his head and said, "No, how can we do that? We will die too!"
Yan Li said, "I have a way to let you live. It's fine if you don't want to. I will give this Qiankun Bag to someone who is willing. Just accept it."
Yu Feihuan found it even harder to accept.
Unlike other people, Yan Li did not use his life to threaten others. People like Yu Feihuan were not necessarily afraid of death. If he used his life to threaten others, it might have the opposite effect. Moreover, it was his nature to be greedy for petty gains, which was also his weakness.
"Okay, okay. Then you have to keep your word!" He clutched the Qiankun Bag tightly, afraid that Yan Li would take it away again. "Of course, I don't really believe you. It's because Eldest Senior Brother has a high opinion of you. I believe in him."
"Go." Yan Li waved his hand. At the same time, he grabbed the air and unsheathed the Leaving Cliff Sword, releasing a large amount of sword energy.
The Ghost Race warriors at the front didn't even make a sound before they fell on the coarse floor of the ruins. Blue and green blood sprayed in front of them.
The rest of the Sword Qi was sucked in by a hand that stretched out from nothingness. It was as if there was a ring that wrapped and crushed all the Sword Qi. Finally, like a gentle wind, the ring and the Sword Qi disappeared into thin air.
The Ghost Race's Eldest Prince walked out of the void in a dark blue cloak. He raised his head and smiled cruelly at Yan Li. "You killed my subordinates. You will pay with your life."
His appearance was shocking. Many cultivators were stunned.
Yan Li didn't even look at him. He didn't want to fight. He turned around and retreated.
"Let's go!"
After each of them had attacked once, they stopped and leaped around the stone pillars.
The ghost army chased them relentlessly. The skilled ones quickly climbed the stone pillars and attacked them brazenly.
The Cultivators had to stop and defend.
Barren Bite felt like he was being ignored. It was as if he was insignificant in the eyes of the prey. He was so angry that he wanted to laugh. Of course, his killing intent didn't decrease. He felt that Yan Shifang was even more annoying than Xue Kuang had described. Killing him wouldn't be enough to vent his anger. He took a step forward and arrived on the stone pillar. He was about to chase after Yan Shifang and teach him an unforgettable lesson when his foot suddenly stopped in midair.
A person appeared in front of him. It was a woman.
"War Goddess Liumu Bingjian. I've heard so much about you," he said with a smile. He slowly retracted the step he hadn't taken. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was surrounded by the War Goddess's aura. He couldn't take that step, so he retracted it.
"Ghost Race's Eldest Prince Barren Bite. If I remember correctly, this is the first time we've met," Liumu Bingjian replied with a smile.
"Is that so?" Barren Bite said regretfully. "For a beautiful and powerful woman like you, even if I had met you ten years earlier, it still wouldn't have been enough."
Liumu Bingjian knew that although the other party spoke politely, he was already fighting back against her aura. Without hesitation, she fled in the opposite direction from Yan Li and the others.
Barren Bite was startled. He looked at Yan Li, then back at Liumu Bingjian. After weighing his options, he chased after Liumu Bingjian. He laughed loudly and said, "I've long heard that the War Goddess is invincible on the battlefield. Xiao Wang is fascinated. Stop running, stop and fight to the death!"
As expected, Liumu Bingjian stopped running. She turned around to face Barren Bite and said with a smile, "Eldest Prince, have you forgotten? On the Heavenly Chen List, my ranking is above yours."
"Ha!" Barren Bite laughed loudly. "You mean that baseless list? That's just a gimmick that you and Emperor Han made up. If I were to rank it, the first place on the Heavenly Chen List should be me, Barren Bite! Moreover … "He paused for a moment before the smile on his face vanished, and he continued with a gloomy voice." I truly believe that a mere Insight Realm expert shouldn't be ranked in the top 10 of the Heavenly Chen Rankings. Today is the perfect opportunity for me to personally correct him. "
As he spoke, a powerful aura expanded from his body. Above his head, a monster with a long horn vaguely appeared. From what seemed to be its eyes, an extremely powerful light was emitted. The space it touched rumbled and trembled.
PS: Thank you to Wine Immortal's Wine Gourd and Little Raccoon that Loves to Eat Oranges for their tips. Thank you to One Tingling Autumn for her ten thousand Horizontal Coins tip. Thank you to everyone for your monthly votes. Thank you to You Look Delicious for your typo reminder. If there are any typos, inappropriate words, or incoherent sentences, you're welcome to point them out.
PS: When I saw Book Friend 52272165's comment, I suddenly came to a realization. I didn't want to admit it before, but now I have the courage to face it. That's right, the inspiration and emotion I'm referring to is sadness and walking on a tightrope. If I feel that the process is too smooth and I can't justify myself, I don't want to write anymore. I have to think of a logical twist that satisfies me. Speaking of sadness, I'm actually quite a sentimental person. Writing a plot like this can touch my heart, and it's also the motivation for me to continue writing. If you don't like my style, I can only apologize.
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