As long as he enters the Nine Nether Holy Land, he will be a bright light, perceived by all criminals.
Those ferocious powers, even if their bodies are trapped, are still capable of killing masters of Zhuo Yifan's level.
Seeing Zhuo Yifan's shocked look, everyone thought he was shocked after hearing about this legendary holy land.
After all, everyone, whether they are demons or humans, considers it the supreme honor to enter the Nine Nether Holy Land to explore.
Legend has it that the holy land of the demons contains great opportunities. Not only are there countless caves of gods and demons, treasures and secrets, but also rare elixirs and even peerless elixirs left by predecessors.
In short, there are opportunities and treasures everywhere. As long as you enter, even the most insignificant person can make a name for himself and break through bottlenecks.
It's a pity that the legend of Jiuyou Holy Land runs through the history of the demon world. There are very few masters who have actually been there and returned, and no one is willing to talk about that experience. However, their strength has truly made a qualitative leap.
Kongwu's eyes flashed with excitement and he said, "Donor Zhuo, what do you think?"
Dongfang Liang sneered and said: "You must be reluctant to part with it, right?"
Only Miss Fang looked at Zhuo Yifan thoughtfully without speaking.
"Okay, I can promise to help you open the door to hell, but I have a request." Zhuo Yifan said with an ugly face.
Dongfang Liang sneered: "God-given opportunity, I took this opportunity to extort money. If I don't extort money, it will be in vain. I really have the style of my human race."
Master Kongwu said lightly: "Donor Zhuo is by no means such a vulgar person. Donor from the East, don't use yourself to judge others. Donor Zhuo, if you have any requests, it doesn't matter."
Zhuo Yifan said in a deep voice: "I have only one request, and that is that my people and I will never enter the Nine Nether Holy Land."
Everyone thought that Zhuo Yifan was going to raise the price, but they didn't expect that he would come up with such an incredible condition. For a moment, everyone looked at each other and were very surprised.
This is a rare opportunity, but he insists on giving it up. Is there anything wrong with his mind?
The Great Elder sneered disdainfully: "You have offended too many people. It is the right choice not to go to Jiuyou Holy Land. Otherwise, you may not know how you died."
Zhuo Yifan glanced at him disdainfully, with a chill flashing in the corner of his eyes: "I once said that if I don't die, you two brothers will pay a heavy price for what you have done."
The second elder said with a gloomy face: "My two brothers are here. If you have the ability, come out and die."
Kongo frowned and said, "Everyone, please put your personal grudges aside for now, and don't miss the moment."
Zhuo Yifan was stunned: "Is there any taboo on entering Jiuyou Holy Land?"
Miss Fang said: "The only way to enter the Nine Nether Holy Land is through the portal. If there is no owner of the gate of hell, the portal will open automatically through sacrifice. But now that there is a weapon spirit, it depends on whether he is happy."
Zhuo Yifan looked at Kong Wu in confusion and said: "Master just said not to miss the time, it seems to mean something!"
"That's right, if you miss the time, even if you sacrifice, the passage will be turbulent. Only at a specific time can you be truly safe." Kūgo said.
It seems that the reason why they are willing to compromise is to enter the Nine Nether Holy Land, not to kill.
This is completely different from what Zhuo Yifan originally thought.
He once thought that Dongfang Liangkongwu, Miss Fang and others came here to kill, but now it seems that their real purpose is to enter Jiuyou Holy Land, and as for killing, they just happened to be on their way.
Zhuo Yifan was full of curiosity, and he really wanted to go in with the public and have a look.
But reason told him that he must not do this, otherwise he would be doomed.
"Donor Zhuo, are you ready?"
Kūgo raised the small staff in his hand and said: "We will help you to be vigilant. You don't have to worry about the weapon spirit escaping."
Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly, but made no move.
Xiao Ding, who was opposite, had been following his steps, neither far nor near, as if he wanted to throw himself into his arms, but he was a little hesitant.
"Brother Zhuo, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and feed the weapon spirit with blood essence and take the opportunity to refine it with blood." Miss Fang reminded.
Dongfang Liang said sourly: "Zhuo Yifan, remember, you owe me a big favor. I have almost succeeded in blood refining, but you interfered. Now I am just short of the last step. What are you still hesitating about? Or
Are you worried about being tricked by Miss Fang again?"
What he said was heart-breaking.
Miss Fang did not react, but the two elders glared angrily and almost took action.
Zhuo Yifan sneered and said: "Why am I a little uneasy when such a great opportunity is placed in front of me? Is this blood refining really so easy?"
When these words came out, Miss Fang Kongwu's eyelids twitched and her expression changed slightly.
Zhuo Yifan saw all this in his eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, I think this little tripod is quite friendly. He has been working here with me for most of the day, and I haven't seen it being disadvantageous to me. We just get along peacefully.
, why do you have to recognize the Lord?”
With a smile on his face, he said flatteringly to Xiao Ding: "Brother Xiao Ding, do you think so?"
Everyone looked at him with strange expressions, muttering in their hearts, this is not a fucking fool!
But something happened that shocked them. The small tripod shook up and down twice and made a nodding gesture.
"You can really communicate with it?" Dongfang Liang almost spit out blood.
In order to blood refine this small cauldron, he not only used the six war generals as energy sources, but also spent the carefully collected blood energy to awaken the weapon spirit and feed it to an almost saturated state.
But this guy ignored his communication and didn't even bother to nod, yet he answered Zhuo Yifan's questions so positively. This different treatment really made people laugh or cry.
"Xiao Ding, could you please help everyone open the door to hell and send them in?"
Zhuo Yifan smiled so sweetly and spoke softly, as if he was coaxing a child.
The great elder curled his lips and said sarcastically: "You think the Xiantian Yuanbao is a three-year-old child. Trying to coax it is simply a joke."
As soon as he finished speaking, the place he was standing on suddenly collapsed, drowning him.
Countless pieces of gravel and mud surged in, filling the deep pit in an instant.
Everyone was shocked and hurriedly moved out of the way, extremely alert.
boom!
The great elder soared into the sky, bringing up a head full of mud, and looked extremely embarrassed.
"Zhuo Yifan, I'm going to kill you."
He shouted loudly and was about to rush towards Zhuo Yifan.
Kūgo snorted coldly, and the runes on the light shield flashed, and a bolt of silver lightning suddenly flew out and struck the great elder.
The latter screamed, and his body suddenly jumped a thousand meters away as if he was electrocuted. He suddenly fell into the ruins, twitching endlessly.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that Kūgo's magic circle was so powerful.
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