"Sh * t!"
The sudden change caused Ning Yue's expression to change drastically.
He did not have time to think and immediately waved the Broken Soul Sword in his hand, slashing out several shocking sword waves.
Chi!
The power of the cold light was beyond Ning Yue's expectations. It only dissipated completely after the last Absolute Sword Wave was destroyed.
Buzz!
In the next moment, an old man in a black robe slowly appeared.
"Yin-Yang Stage … Peak early-stage!"
Ning Yue's heart sank when he sensed the powerful aura emitted by the black-robed old man in front of him.
Although the black-robed old man's cultivation had not reached mid-stage Yin-Yang Stage, it was not far from it. He had already reached early-stage Yin-Yang Stage.
It could be said that as long as the black-robed old man was willing, it was very likely that he could advance to mid-stage Yin-Yang Stage within three days.
Wen Hong, who was mid-stage Yin-Yang Stage, was already troublesome for Ning Yue. Now there was another martial artist at early-stage Yin-Yang Stage?
Ning Yue's situation instantly became very dangerous!
"Ding He, that old fart is willing to compromise?"
Wen Hong asked in a deep voice as he looked up at the black-robed old man.
"He did not compromise, but there was a new development," the black-robed old man called Ding He said.
"What development?" Wen Hong asked.
"He raised two conditions. As long as we satisfy both of them, he will compromise," Ding He said. "First, he wants us to ensure Lu Wei's safety. Second, he wants us to do everything we can to help him refine the Regeneration Pill that he has yet to refine."
Hearing Ding He's words, Wen Hong fell into deep thought.
He could satisfy the first condition, and he could satisfy it very easily.
Leaving Lu Wei alone was not much of a threat to him.
However, there was no way he could satisfy the second condition even if he wanted to.
There was a problem with the refining of the Regeneration Pill. Unless he found a late-stage Eighth Grade Alchemist, no one could solve the problem.
Even Elixir King Dan Chenzi was only an early-stage Eighth Grade Alchemist.
In the capital, apart from Dan Chenzi, probably only Danwu College had a Eighth Grade Alchemist.
At this juncture, he would definitely not go to Danwu College to look for an Eighth Grade Pill Refinement Master.
Thinking up to here, Wen Hong said gloomily, "Might as well go all the way and finish all of them!"
"Absolutely not!"
Ding He hurriedly said, "That old bastard controls at least two-thirds of the resources of Snow Domain Pavilion. If we kill him, even if we control Snow Domain Pavilion, it will be as good as nothing."
"This is a little troublesome." Wen Hong thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up as he said, "Bring Lu Wei to that old geezer and use her as a hostage. I don't believe that old geezer won't give in!"
"I'm afraid not."
After pondering for a while, Ding He said, "When I went to see that old bastard just now, he was already in a coma. Those two conditions were also put forward by his right-hand man."
"Also, in order to prevent us from using Lu Wei as a hostage, that old fart had long transferred his resources to his right-hand man, making it impossible for us to do anything."
"In that case, there is no need for Lu Wei to stay. Go and kill all of them now." Wen Hong's face was a little ugly. Previously, he had been busy cultivating in Snow Domain Pavilion and had no time to interrogate Lu Wei's father.
Who would have thought that Lu Wei's father would be so cunning and have thought of everything, making it impossible for Wen Hong to do anything?
"Kill these small fries. Give me one minute."
Ding He's lips curled up as he immediately rose from the ground and charged straight at the Dark Emperor.
Bang!
Ding He was so fast that before the Dark Emperor could react, his fist had already landed on the Dark Emperor's huge body.
Puchi!
After being hit by Ding He, who was close to the Middle-stage Yin Yang Stage, the Dark Emperor was sent flying several feet away and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.
Swoosh!
After sending the Dark Emperor flying, Ding He raised his eyebrows and instantly came to Hong Mo's side.
Violent Yuan Qi fluctuations appeared on Ding He's palm as he grabbed at Hong Mo.
Ding He also felt that the red flying sword was unusual. After all, this was the first time he had seen a flying sword that could contend with an early-stage Yin Yang Stage martial artist.
It would be a little unreasonable not to grab it and study it.
Pa!
Seeing that Ding He was attacking him, Hong Mo did not dodge. Instead, he floated in the air and did not move.
The Red Fiend did not move, which gave Ding He time. He grabbed the Red Fiend sword in his hand.
"Oh? Ling … Oh no! " Ding He frowned slightly when he felt the powerful killing intent emitted by the red flying sword. Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed drastically as he hurriedly threw the red flying sword.
However, Ding He's speed was clearly slower by half a beat.
Before he could throw the red flying sword out, the red flying sword transformed into a human form with a shake of its body.
Hong Mo, who had transformed into a human form, quickly attacked with his left hand, and his two fingers gradually enlarged in Ding He's eyes.
"Ah! Ah! "
Finally, Hong Mo's two fingers pierced into Ding He's eyes as he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
Puchi!
Hong Mo did not continue fighting after his attack succeeded. Instead, he quickly retreated.
However, in the process of retreating, Hong Mo opened his hands. In his hands, there were two bloody eyeballs.
"Damn it! Damn it! I'm going to tear you apart! "
With his eyeballs dug out, Ding He let out a heart-wrenching scream.
As a peak early-stage Yin Yang Stage martial artist, he was actually ambushed by a flying sword. How was he going to survive in the capital if word got out?
Most importantly, both of his eyeballs had been dug out. If they were not treated in time, he might become blind in the future!
"Give me back my eyeball, and I'll spare your life!"
After a short scream, Ding He regained his senses.
To him, the most important thing was not to kill Hong Mo but to snatch his eyeballs back.
"Hahaha! Red Skin, well done! "
After being forced back by Ding He, the Dark Emperor was filled with anger and was extremely indignant.
If not for the fact that he had expended too much energy fighting Jia Ying, he would not have been ambushed by Ding He.
Now that he saw Ding He's eyeballs being dug out, he was extremely happy.
In an instant, he flew to Hong Mo's side and grabbed both of Ding He's eyeballs in his hands.
"What a fresh eyeball, and it's still very fresh. If I swallow it, I'm afraid my strength will improve slightly." The corner of his mouth curled up, the Dark Emperor waved the eyeball in his hand and said with a smile.
"Don't act recklessly!"
Seeing the Dark Emperor's actions, Ding He was quite frightened.
Once the eyeballs were swallowed by the Dark Emperor, he would really cry to death.
"It's not impossible for me to not act recklessly, but that depends on whether or not I have enough sincerity." The Dark Emperor was not in a hurry to devour Ding He's eyeballs, but used them as a bargaining chip.
"One word, let us go, and I can return your eyeballs to you!"
Hearing this, Ding He's expression was gloomy and uncertain, as he made an intense choice in his heart.
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