Chapter 572 Greed

"It's not enough... I sacrificed all the elixirs, but it's still not enough." Xiangtong looked at the flying sword in her hand and said, "What should I do? If this continues, I can only use this..." She turned her head suddenly to look. Turning to Haiyi: "Haiyi, do you still have some elixirs at home? Or any other valuable things?"

"Can you lend it to me? I'll pay you back later."

Seeing Xiangtong staring at him and feeling his sincere gaze, Haiyi was about to agree, but when he thought about the amount of sacrifices he would have to make tomorrow, he couldn't agree and subconsciously turned around: "I will sacrifice myself tomorrow." I have to offer a sacrifice too... How about you go back and look for something else?"

"No! I've tried everything. Unless it's valuable things like magic weapons, elixirs, and treasures of heaven and earth, I don't know how much ordinary furniture, walls, and stones need to be filled in to complete the sacrifice!"

Xiangtong begged and shouted: "Haiyi! Please lend it to me! Just this time..."

"I'm sorry." Haiyi shook his head, pushed the other person's palm away, and left quickly with a sense of guilt.

When he turned his head, he only saw Xiangtong's somewhat desperate face slowly disappearing into the darkness.

After returning to his home, Haiyi walked into the practice room and touched his forehead. His spiritual power and the ring in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be more in harmony: "I will never let you be taken away."

Then he started practicing again: ‘The efficiency is far higher than before! Yes, as long as I always have this treasure, my path of spiritual cultivation can continue! ’

The next day, when he met Xiangtong again at the Da Luo Tian Lun Dao competition, Hai Yi found that the other party looked radiant, not at all like the hysterical appearance he had yesterday.

And seeing Xiangtong using the flying sword on the ring and still defeating the opponent with a crushing force, Haiyi became even more confused: "Didn't she sacrifice the flying sword? Then what did she sacrifice yesterday? It didn't look like it. It looks like the magic weapon has been taken away."

At the end of Daluotian's Taoist discussion, Haiyi and Xiangtong received compliments from everyone just like the previous few days. Even their respective fathers called them over, praised them, encouraged them to continue working hard, and gave them gifts. Gave them a batch of pills.

This feeling of being surrounded by stars, which had not been seen for a long time, made Haiyi excited and nostalgic, wishing that time could stop at this moment forever.

As soon as he returned home, Haiyi couldn't wait to sacrifice all the elixirs given to him, but...

"... It's still not enough... It's still a little bit worse... Yesterday I obviously sacrificed 20,000 points of elixirs, which was enough. Do I need 40,000 points today?"

Haiyi caressed the ring affectionately, and the next moment his expression became fierce, and he ran directly to the sewers, sacrificing the filth all night long, and finally achieved the goal and saved the magic weapon in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then he took the time to practice, and felt the feeling of the harmony between his soul and his body with the help of the ring, and he was truly satisfied in his heart: 'That's it, if I keep going, I will definitely be able to break through to the seventh level. ’

The next day when he was participating in Daluotian's Dao discussion, an immortal looked at him strangely: "Brother Haiyi? Are you okay?"

At this moment, Haiyi looked a little depressed, especially as his whole person seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain, giving people a feeling of being out of breath.

In fact, it was indeed the case. When he thought that the things to be sacrificed today had not yet been found, Haiyi felt as if his heart was pressed by a stone, and there was a heavy pressure on him.

Haiyi's eyes swept around, looking for Xiangtong's location: "How is she? She should have sacrificed more than me yesterday."

Suddenly his eyes stopped and he didn't find Xiangtong, but Zhou Bai.

At this moment, Zhou Bai's face was full of sunshine. He noticed Hai Yi's gaze and smiled and waved.

Haiyi snorted coldly and turned away: "Ignorant person, I will be able to surpass you in a short time."

Once again, Haiyi stepped onto the stage and easily defeated his opponent. Enjoying the praise and envious eyes, Haiyi felt a trace of satisfaction.

But when he stepped off the ring and was alone, the pressure as heavy as a mountain came over him again.

"Twenty thousand points the day before yesterday, forty thousand points yesterday... Do I need something worth 80,000 points today?" Haiyi suddenly held his head: "A seventh-level magic weapon only costs 100,000 points... Where can I get 80,000 points? ? Do you want to give up?"

Haiyi looked at the Yuan Shen Arms in the Consciousness Sea and immediately shook his head: "No, I will never let the Yuan Shen Arms be taken back."

"Think of a way, think of a way..."

That afternoon, Haiyi was invited by Xiang Haochu to attend a dinner party at Xiang Haochu's house that evening.

Originally, the relationship between Haiyi and the other party was good, but since Haiyi's strength has not improved in the past few years and has almost stagnated, the relationship between Xiang Haochu and him has gradually become alienated.

‘Xiang Haochu is the son of Marshal Lei Bu, and his family has a lot of good things. ’

'If I could get some out of it. ’

‘But what if I’m found out? Or borrow some? ’

Haiyi looked at the soul weapons slowly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, and gradually showed a greedy expression: "How can I let you be taken back?"

So that night, Haiyi took Xiang Haochu out alone during the dinner party and asked to borrow a batch of pills.

Haiyi: "Brother Xiang, as long as I have this batch of elixirs, I will definitely be able to reach the seventh realm in the next two days."

Xiang Haochu's eyes narrowed: "How much do you want?"

After hearing what Hai Yi said, Xiang Haochu glared: "So many? Are you crazy?"

Haiyi felt that he had never been so sincere and determined in his entire life.

He stared at Xiang Haochu with his eyes, and said with great seriousness: "Brother Xiang, as long as you give me this batch of pills, I will definitely reach the seventh realm in these two days. After I reach the seventh realm, all Listen to you."

At this moment, Haiyi felt that every nerve in his body was trembling, as if all his energy and energy were integrated into this sentence.

"Do you all listen to me?" Xiang Haochu looked at the other person's eyes and felt a sincerity that he had never felt in Hai Yi before.

"Hai Yi, this is the first time I've seen such a determined look in your eyes. It seems that you are indeed serious about this matter."

Xiang Haochu thought about it and said, "You can listen to me whatever I say, but what if I want you to fight the immortal?"

Hai Yi was slightly stunned, and immediately wanted to say no, but when he saw Xiang Haochu's half-smiling expression, he was slightly stunned.

If it were the previous Haiyi, he would definitely refuse at this moment, but now Haiyi looked at the ring slowly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said decisively: "Brother Xiang, I will listen to you in everything."

Seeing Hai Yi's risk-free look, Xiang Haochu's eyes showed appreciation: "Don't be nervous, I'm just joking."

"Hai Yi, I will believe you just once. You are a genius after all. Your relatives and friends are all in Central City. I believe you will not play tricks on me. I will prepare the elixir you want in a moment."

"You break through the seventh realm first and then we can talk about the rest."

An hour later, Haiyi walked back to his home with excitement on his face: "It's done, then there will be no problem with today's sacrifice."

He rubbed his brows and stroked the ring in the sea of ​​consciousness with his spiritual power.

"But what about tomorrow?"

Thinking of this, Hai Yi's face flashed with a look of annoyance.

With this trace of worry, he opened the door and walked in. He instantly felt an abnormal surge of inspiration.

"Array?"

In the darkness, Xiangtong's somewhat ferocious face emerged: "Control him!"

From the other corner, Yansen rushed out: "Don't let him escape."

In the darkness, Hai Yi only felt that his body seemed to be grabbed by countless Dao Yuan divine powers. He wanted to resist with all his strength, but he could not move at all.

Haiyi was shocked: "My baby!"

Wave after wave of violence invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, pulling towards his ring.

Someone shouted angrily: "Kill him!"

Someone said greedily: "I'll sacrifice him!"

At this moment, black mucus surged out from nowhere and covered the entire wall of the room.

A dark figure covered in mucus, like a liquid, slowly walked out of the wall.

Xiangtong was shocked: "The beautiful boy who was buried?!"

"You...can you leave the construction site?"

A sigh came from the darkness that could not be seen directly.

"Humans, I gave you the torch of progress, but you only use it to burn your fellow humans?"

The black liquid on the wall suddenly changed and turned into countless twisted words. With just one glance, people couldn't help but read on.

Several people looked at the weird and weird scene in front of them in shock, opened their mouths, and gradually gave up thinking.