Su Ziyang stood where he was, racking his brains for a solution.
He pondered for half a day.
"Haha …"
At this moment, laughter was suddenly heard.
Su Ziyang looked back and couldn't help but frown.
A five-colored angel with two pairs of wings and a group of angels stood in front of Su Ziyang and surrounded him.
Even the weakest among them was a rank nine Martial Immortal. A few of them were even Gods.
Looking at the group of angels, Su Ziyang raised his eyebrows. "Ling Jiu?"
"Brat, you know me?"
Ling Jiu looked at Su Ziyang and could not help but be stunned.
"Haha …"
Su Ziyang smiled coldly and did not respond.
"Brat, my lord is asking you a question. Answer him quickly!"
An Angel stood out and pointed his Angelic Sword at Su Ziyang as he yelled.
"Are you provoking me?" Su Ziyang looked at the angel. A cold killing intent appeared on his face.
"Me? You think you're qualified to call me 'me'? "
"Listen, you're just a mere human. If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy in front of our great God Race, we can spare your life!"
After saying that, the angel turned around and looked at the angels.
Once those words were spoken.
The angels all looked up to the sky and laughed. Contempt was written all over their faces.
However, as they laughed, they stopped.
They opened their mouths and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
The angel who spoke was also filled with confusion.
He turned around and his pupils shrank.
However, Su Ziyang's response was a slap on his face.
"Brat, how dare you …"
His voice came to an abrupt stop.
The angel stared blankly at his crumbling body in disbelief.
"Bang …"
In the end, his body exploded with a bang.
"Whoosh …"
A gust of wind blew past. Nothing was left.
Silence.
Very silence.
Everyone stared blankly at Su Ziyang, their faces blank.
Their shocked expressions were indescribable.
A single finger strike had caused a rank nine Martial Immortal to explode. That rank nine Martial Immortal did not even have the chance to resist?
Even if he was careless, wasn't his strength a little too terrifying?
Was he a rank one Martial Immortal?
They mumbled to themselves and did not come back to their senses for a long time.
Even Ling Jiu's face changed slightly at this moment, revealing a cautious look.
"Your Excellency, your strength is not bad. If I'm not wrong, you must be a Nine Revolution Martial Immortal!"
There was only one sentence.
There was dead silence all around.
Astonishment was written all over their faces.
What?
Nine Revolutions Martial Immortal?
A person could actually undergo nine transformations?
Was it fake?
"Hehe …"
Su Ziyang sneered, "Scram, or die!"
These words were not loud, but they were full of vigor. When everyone heard it, their expressions changed greatly, and they flew into a rage.
A few angels were about to step forward, but they were stopped by the spirit dove.
"Let's go!"
Ling Jiu waved his hand and immediately led the group of angels away.
After leaving Su Ziyang, an angel walked up to Ling Dove and asked, "My Lord, are we just going to let this go?"
"That's right. My Lord, that ancient bronze lamp is most likely extraordinary!"
"Furthermore, that's the Asura God's corpse. There must be a Divine Spark in it!"
Several angels echoed in unison.
Ling Jiu smiled. "Let it go? How could that be? "
"My Lord, why didn't you do anything then? With your cultivation of rank two Martial God, you would've definitely beaten that brat to a pulp!"
Ling Jiu shook his head and pointed at the angels. "You all can only see what's before you, and cannot think further."
"The ancient bronze lamp is right there. Why didn't that brat accept it?" asked Ling Jiu.
"Could it be because the ancient bronze lamp is extremely dangerous, and one will definitely die upon touching it?"
"That's right!"
Ling Jiu nodded. "Although that brat's strength is only that of a rank one Martial Immortal, his true strength is most likely not weaker than a God!"
"Since he didn't do anything, he must be in great danger."
"Besides, he was able to find the Asura God's corpse first. That alone is definitely extraordinary!" said Ling Jiu.
Hearing those words, the angels nodded. They all revealed looks of realization.
"My Lord, you mean to say that we should wait for him to make a move first, and then reap the benefits?"
"That's right!" Ling Jiu nodded.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant. Your Excellency, your wisdom leaves us in the dust!"
"That's right. My Lord, with your ability, you should be elected as the God Race's Chief Staff Officer!"
The sounds of flattery could be heard nonstop.
Hearing those words, Ling Jiu's face was filled with smiles. He did not bother to conceal his complacency.
"Buzz …"
Suddenly, a sound was heard.
A curtain of blood surged from the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire sea of blood.
"Huff …"
An enormous teleportation vortex appeared in the sky.
A terrifying suction force instantly enveloped the angels.
"No …"
No matter how they struggled or shouted, it was completely useless.
Everyone, without exception, was devoured by the vortex and disappeared.
Even the Spirit Dove was no exception.
"No, don't!"
Ling Jiu's expression changed enormously as he shouted frantically.
However, it was useless. He was still devoured and disappeared on the spot.
Somewhere in the sea of blood.
A man was running frantically.
Looking at the teleportation vortex above his head, his scalp tingled.
"No … no …"
"I don't want to die yet. That bitch, I haven't killed her yet. I can't die here!"
The man kept shaking his head, turned into an afterimage, and ran away like lightning.
However, it was useless. The teleportation vortex followed him like a shadow, and its speed was a bit faster than him.
"No!"
In the end, the man was swallowed by the teleportation vortex and disappeared.
On the other side.
A woman was also running away quickly.
She was Yao Ji, who escaped from Su Ziyang's hands not long ago.
She sensed the teleportation vortex following behind her like a shadow and kept shaking her head.
"No … don't!"
"Hanxing is not dead, I am unwilling!"
The shouting stopped abruptly.
Yao Ji was swallowed by Su Ziyang at once and disappeared.
At the edge of the sea of blood.
Demon Ancestor Iron Bone and the other two were sitting cross-legged on the ground, carefully comprehending.
However, three teleportation vortexes suddenly appeared in the sky and swallowed the three of them at once, disappearing in place.
At this moment, in the sea of blood, except for Su Ziyang, everyone else was swallowed by the teleportation vortex.
Next to Asura God.
Su Ziyang inserted his hands into the ground, and his whole body's strength was bound to the ground.
That expression was as if he was upside down.
His teeth were clenched tightly, and his face was ashen.
He did not let the teleportation vortex in the sky suck him into it.
"Hoo …"
The power of the teleportation vortex weakened, and finally, it disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the teleportation vortex disappear, Su Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief.
It was too dangerous.
He was almost sucked in.
Once transmitted into a certain world, it was very likely that he would never be able to come out.
The ancient bronze lamp in front of him was likely to be taken away by others.
This was unforgivable!
The super divine artifact must belong to him.
Su Ziyang did not move, and he did not even withdraw his strength.
He looked around quietly, his expression extremely solemn.
Suddenly, Su Ziyang's scalp exploded, and cold sweat flowed.
His whole body couldn't help but tremble from head to toe.
… …
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