Chapter 1600 up for Sale

The current steward Zhou can be said to be riding a tiger. One of the stewards of Taixia Ancient Mine was killed. He has to pursue it.

"Yi Yun, there is still a contract between you and me, Taixia! You actually killed my steward, Taixia!"

"So what?" Yi Yun didn't care. "Taixia's contract didn't make anyone want to be killed! I knew Zhou Fang was going to harm me, so I fought back and killed him. Does this violate Taixia's contract?"

The terms of Taixia's contract are not overbearing, which is reasonable. If the terms are really overbearing, Taixia will break up by himself, and no one will sell himself to Taixia as a slave.

Manager Zhou and Yi Yun ran away while confronting each other with words, and the strong ghost clan was right behind. Yi Yun would not think that he would be treated as one of his own by the ghost clan just because he killed Zhou Fang, and Yi Yun didn't I thought about mixing with people from the ghost clan.

Manager Zhou was furious at Yi Yun's words. Seeing the inextricable fight between King Shenxin and God King of the ghost race, it was impossible to expect King Shenxin to help them.

I can't escape anymore, if I continue to escape, the people in Taixia Ancient Mine will be chased away.

Although the inner valley is not full of fog like the outer valley all year round, the suppression of perception is the same. Once people are scattered, it is almost impossible to get back together.

At that time, there may only be one Shenxin King left in the entire Taixia Ancient Mine, plus a few stewards.

Bright Commander!

He lost all the middle-level elites brought out in one breath, he, the team leader, must bear the blame!

Manager Zhou looked at Yi Yun again, and saw that Yi Yun escaped very easily. Although there were ghost lords behind him who kept attacking Yi Yun, they were easily resolved by Yi Yun.

"This kid, he must have the strength to fight back, but he just won't do it!"

Thinking of this, Chief Steward Zhou felt anxious: "Yi Yun, you still have a contract with Taixia Ancient Mine! Not only did you not help me Taixia, you even beheaded my Steward Taixia. Now you clearly have the strength to help us resist Ghost clan, but watching a play here, aren't you going too far!"

At this moment, Yi Yun blocked a red glow from the Ghost Lord with his sword, and said with a sneer, "Master Zhou, it's good that I have a contract with Taixia, but you seem to have made a mistake, I didn't leave before Taixia, but you decided that I was a traitor and drove me out. In addition, the content of the contract I signed with Taixia is as follows—"

"Taixia accepted me as a low-level miner, and my salary is also the level of a low-level miner.

In the future, according to the performance, there may be a promotion for a period of one hundred years. "

"I am still a low-level miner in Taixia. The salary I receive from Taixia is only a dozen catties of coarse ore. I have done my job, mining, and I will give it to Taixia. Xia handed in some ore."

"What do you think about me? Does the chief executive want to use more than a dozen catties of coarse ore to hire a warrior who will help you fight seven or eight ghost kings for a hundred years?"

Yi Yun's rhetorical question was obviously ironic, and Chief Steward Zhou's face darkened. Yi Yun didn't see the rabbits and didn't stalk the eagles. Now that he was entangled with the ghost clan, he neither shot nor ran away, but followed Taixia The team is clearly up for grabs!

This kind of behavior is really abhorrent!

But Manager Zhou didn't say anything, he knew that Yi Yun's words were on the side of reason.

He, Taixia, didn't treat Yi Yun very well, so why should Yi Yun help them?

Moreover, those who can really resist several ghost kings at the same time are all at the level of worship elders in Taixia, and the salaries of those worshipers cannot be measured by chaos ore.

"You're fine!" Chief Manager Zhou gritted his teeth, "What reward do you want?"

Yi Yun smiled slightly, and said, "I want an Essence Blood Pill! An Essence Blood Pill that can be used by a god king!"

"What did you say?" Manager Zhou's heart skipped a beat. The so-called Essence and Blood Pill is a special pill for supplementing essence and blood. Generally, high-level warriors have to take Essence and Blood Pill if they have to burn their essence and blood. Supplement blood.

However, for high-level warriors of the human race, once the essence and blood are burned, it is too difficult to replenish. They need various specific natural materials and earthly treasures, each of which has a price but no market, and is refined by a special method.

The essence and blood pill of the god king level basically needs to be refined by the god king alchemist, so the price can be imagined.

"Do you think you can easily kill Zhou Fang even if you have a few catties? It's just a joke if you want a god-level blood essence pill! Even if it's Taixia's major worship elders, their collective rewards add up Not so much!"

If Manager Zhou hadn't been worried that Yi Yun would trip him up at this time, he would have cursed at him. This Yi Yun is like a lion.

"Worshiping the elders? As long as you don't reach the realm of the god king, that's the case in my opinion. I only want the blood pill of the god king essence. If you think it's not good, forget it."

Yi Yun said nonchalantly, Lin Xintong naturally wanted the Divine King Essence and Blood Pill. If he couldn't get it this time, it's okay, he can still get it after spending some time.

After Yi Yun finished speaking, he slowly left Taixia's team, he didn't intend to accompany him anymore.

"Rampant!" Chief Steward Zhou gritted his teeth. According to Yi Yun's words, he didn't pay much attention to Taixia's worship elders.

"Ahhh!"

There were several consecutive screams, and several people in Taixia's fleeing team died tragically.

The scary thing about the ghost race is that they can devour the souls of warriors of other races to enhance their ability to continue fighting. They don't rely so much on chaotic ore.

If this continues, the people in the Taixia Ancient Mine will almost be wiped out, and even a few major managers may die here.

Life is gone, why keep wealth?

Even if he knew he was taking advantage of the fire, he could only admit it with a pinch of his nose. Thinking of this, Manager Zhou gritted his teeth and said to Yi Yun, "One Nine Heart Returning Life Pill! I'll take it for you!"

Manager Zhou didn't expect Yi Yun to be able to stop the ghosts, it was okay to delay the time and give them a chance to breathe.

"Nine Heart Returning Life Pills are good!" Bai Yueyin said in Yi Yun's mind. There are only a handful of Primal Chaos Heaven's God King Blood Essence Pills, and Bai Yueyin guessed that it was impossible for Yi Yun to have heard of them.

"it is good!"

Yi Yun readily agreed. He suddenly changed direction, took aim at the two Ghost Lords, and went straight to kill them.

These two ghost lords were chasing and killing seven or eight Taixia disciples, and among them was a woman with plump breasts and a waist wearing a purple veil, who was Yi Yun's boss's boss, the master of the Purple Light Hall—Zi Mei!

When Yi Yun first arrived in Taixia, it was Zi Meifa's salary. Yi Yun first chose these two ghost lords because of Zi Mei's reasons, so he knew each other.

At this time, Zi Mei no longer had her usual coquettishness and all kinds of charm. She had just witnessed the death of several Taixia warriors who were also hall masters.

Some of them were pierced by the light of the ghost king and turned into mummified meat; some were swallowed by the thousand-eyed tapir, and their souls were imprisoned in the body of the thousand-eyed tapir, tortured forever; some were seriously injured, and were swallowed up by ghosts coming from all directions.

This way of dying is simply tingling! Zi Mei would rather let her soul fly away than die like this.

At this time, Zi Mei's face was pale, and the vitality in her body was almost exhausted. She was in despair, and she didn't notice what happened to Manager Zhou several miles away.

Seeing a ghost king urging hundreds of ghosts to rush towards him, Zi Mei was about to burn his blood and fight with these ghosts, but at this moment, a mysterious cold light flashed, and the terrifying power of destruction , then erupted.

"Boom!"

The space was shattered, and the ghostly aura that filled the sky was drawn into the vortex of destruction. Only the screams of ghosts and wolves were heard, and hundreds of ghosts were all turned into fly ash!

And the sword energy continued to castrate, directly stabbing the ghost king's body!

"Ah!"

Guijun let out a shrill roar, and blocked the sword energy with the red light from his eyebrows and eyes, but the destructive power was so tricky, there was still a trace of destructive power that invaded his body along the red light, making his soul violently It shook, as if it had suffered a lot of damage.

"Um?"

Gui Jun's red eyes flashed with evil spirit, he suddenly turned his head to look, and saw Yi Yun coming stepping on the tripod.

"You only shoot this ghost light? Nothing new at all."

While Yi Yun was speaking, he slashed with the Snow Sword in his hand. With this slash, the phantom of the Dragon Emperor appeared behind Yi Yun, and Yi Yun poured the power of Qi and blood like a sea into this sword!

The power of qi and blood hurts ghosts the most! The human race has weak qi and blood, and they are restrained by the ghost race, which is why Taixia is not an opponent of the ghost race at all.

"Ah!"

The two ghost masters attacked Yi Yun together, but as the Huanxue Sword slashed down, the terrifying power of energy and blood slammed down on them like a stormy wave, breaking through their protective ghost energy in an instant!

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Yi Yun's energy and blood enveloped them, and the two Ghost Lords seemed to be scorched in a magma pool. Even with their cultivation, it was difficult for them to resist the scorching sun-like terrifying energy.

Their souls were constantly being impacted, but at this moment, Yi Yun had already charged in front of them with his sword.

"Crack!"

With a horizontal slash, the heads of the two ghost kings were directly cut off!

But the ghost warriors themselves are dead. They are different from the human race. The human race's head is lost, and they are basically dead. There are sticky bloodshot connections, just like a broken lotus root.

Under the pull of the bloodshot, their heads tended to heal.

Yi Yun sneered.

"Boom!"

The terrifying fire of the evil god erupted, and the sea of ​​flames gathered from all directions, directly enveloping the two half-dead ghosts.

The internal destructive power and the external evil god's fire burned, and the two ghost kings howled in pain. In an instant, they were turned into fly ash in the flames.

Of the twelve ghost masters, Yi Yun chopped off two of them in just two breaths!

Until this time, those Taixia disciples who were hunted down by the ghost king were still in shock, and Zi Mei, among them, was looking at this young man who had slashed two ghost kings with his sword in disbelief.

"You...you are...Yi Yun!?"

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