Di Tianzheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, so excited that his back molars were clearly visible.
In his hand, he held tightly a piece of fairy ginseng that was as thick as a thigh. It was purple all over and gushed out with majestic essence. It was probably nearly 100,000 years old.
"I've been really unlucky recently, good things have happened one after another. Now I actually dug up a 90,000-year-old purple jade ginseng. After digging out the little Yinglong, I stewed it together and ate it.
It will definitely restore my strength to the immortal realm."
At this moment, Di Tianzheng felt that he was the chosen one.
He touched the purple jade ginseng and thought that it wouldn't take long before he could find the seriously injured Ying Mengwu, and he laughed even more proudly.
Just then.
Ji Hanhan had already touched it, approached quietly, raised the granite rock in his hand, and aimed a shot at the back of Di Tianzheng's head.
Boom!
Di Tianzheng let out a shrill scream, his eyes turned black, and he resisted desperately not to faint.
Filled with resentment, he tried to turn his head, hoping to see if the bastard who had been stabbed a thousand times dared to sneak up on him.
But what caught his eye was a large piece of rock that roared and crashed down.
Ji Mo aimed at his head again and fired another shot, finally knocking him down.
"This guy has a pretty tough head."
Ji Mo saw Di Tianzheng rolling his eyes and standing straight, then he dropped the stone in his hand.
Then, he happily snatched the purple jade ginseng from his hand.
Ji Hanhan still remembered that this guy in front of him had ridiculed him at the foot of the mountain, and now he was still clamoring for a dragon stew, so naturally he couldn't bear it.
The little dragon is so cute, how can it be stewed in a pot?
It definitely has to be grilled or shabu-shabu shabu-shabu to taste better.
"I have always been elegant and easy-going. Forget what you scolded me about before. This ginseng will be your apology."
Ji Mo fiddled with Di Tianzheng a few times and found out that he was a human being and not a monster, so he could only leave with regret.
After all, there is no big hatred between the two sides, so there is no need to kill them all.
After an unknown amount of time, Di Tianzheng finally woke up.
He felt like he had a splitting headache and his head was buzzing. If he hadn't been reborn, his soul power would be so powerful that he would be stupid.
"I fork..."
He touched the swelling on his head and became so angry that he couldn't help cursing.
Counting past and present lives, I have never been so aggrieved or suffered such a big loss.
He has always bullied the weak and snatched other people's treasures. He never thought that there would be reincarnation in the way of heaven, and he was also beaten and robbed.
"I am so angry..."
Di Tianzheng was beating his chest and shouting to the sky: "Revenge, I must take revenge."
But immediately his face was full of frustration.
You don't even know what the other person looks like, so who do you want to seek revenge from?
"First find Ying Mengyu and eat him. After his skill increases, we can then settle the score with that bastard. Now that he has reached the 108th Peak, he will definitely not leave easily. There will definitely be a chance to meet him again."
Di Tianzheng suppressed the anger in his heart and made a decision.
He continued to search for Ying Mengwu's traces. As a Nether Tribe, he could identify the aura left behind after his prey was injured, so the target could not escape from his grasp.
"It's strange, can this little Yinglong hide so well?"
Di Tianzheng found the grassland where he had previously been hiding, and then he could no longer detect the other person's aura.
This made him very puzzled. How could Ying Mengwu, who was on the verge of death, disappear?
It’s impossible to heal the injury with just such a little effort, right?
What he used was the most evil secret killing technique of the Nether Clan. Even if Ying Mengwu had magic medicine on his body, he would only be able to hang his head temporarily at most and would never be able to recover.
"It must have been blocked by some kind of special treasure. You can't escape far."
Di Tianzheng was confident in himself, but he just put in more effort. No one had ever been able to successfully escape from his pursuit.
It didn't happen before, and it won't happen in the future.
He continued to search, never expecting that Ying Hao could not find it, but he discovered something good.
It was a clear spring, only three feet square.
The spring water is sparkling and auspicious clouds are gushing out, just like an ocean undulating and steaming, the atmosphere is extremely amazing.
Faintly.
You can vaguely see two small fish, one black and one white, circling and chasing each other in the spring water, with little bits of sacred light shining from time to time.
"Shenquan! This seems to be the yin and yang liquid of Taichu!"
Di Tianzheng's eyes widened and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
It's a blessing in disguise, how can you know it's not a blessing?
Although he was robbed, misfortunes and blessings were intertwined, and he actually encountered great fortune.
This is the yin and yang liquid of Taichu. Even a drop of it is enough to make people fight for it and make rivers of blood flow.
Now, there is a small pond here, its value is simply immeasurable, even those god-level creatures will rob it with bloodshed.
"Hahaha!"
Di Tianzheng was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
There is no doubt that I am definitely the chosen one, otherwise there would be such a great fortune.
As long as he gets this pool of Taichu Yin-Yang Liquid, it is only a matter of time before he can regain his peak strength, and even use it to become the new leader of the entire Nether Clan and restore the supreme glory of the Nether Clan.
Sudden.
He looked around, wary.
After confirming that no one was around, he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself.
However, Taichu Yin and Yang Liquid was not so easy to collect. He took out the halberd and put on an extremely ancient battle armor.
The armor is full of traces of time, with mysterious runes flowing on it, and the treasure is brilliant. You can tell it is a good treasure at a glance.
After arming himself in the entire server, Di Tianzheng adjusted himself to his best condition, unleashed his strongest strength, and planned to collect Taichu Yin and Yang Liquid.
As soon as he got close to the pool, he felt his hair standing on end and his whole body felt cold.
This feeling is strange yet familiar.
Boom...
There was a loud noise, his head shook violently, and he felt a strong sense of fainting.
"Damn it, come again..."
At this moment, it was as if ten thousand alpacas were rushing through Di Tianzheng's heart.
The man who had been stabbed a thousand times was here to mess with him again.
He was filled with rage, his eyes were red, and his lungs were exploding with anger.
Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon and can you just pinch me?
This time, I will definitely kill you.
He broke out and wanted to fight back at all costs and cut this insidious thief into pieces.
However.
A voice of admiration sounded: "You boy, you can resist being beaten."
Then, Di Tianzheng was knocked down mercilessly, and fists hit his head like raindrops.
With unwillingness and resentment, he was beaten unconscious.
"You are indeed lucky to have met me again."
Ji Mo rubbed his hands and unceremoniously dug away the pool of Taichu Yin and Yang liquid and put it into the Moon God Ring, leaving not even a piece of mud for Di Tianzheng.
Then, he set his sights on Di Tianzheng's armor and weapons with malicious intent.
After thinking for a while, they all just left.
He even stripped off all the goodies on Di Tianzheng's body and kindly left him with a pair of big underpants.
"Hey hey hey, blood is earned."
Ji Hanhan left with satisfaction.
It didn't take long.
Di Tianzheng, who woke up, let out an extremely frustrated roar.