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Chapter seven hundred and forty-ninth [Angry]

After the sixth elder was stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses. His face suddenly showed a bit of embarrassment, and he realized that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked. He immediately smiled and said no more.

"Let's put this matter aside for now... But the New Year Festival has not been completed yet, shouldn't it continue?" Luo Yi changed the subject.

"Of course, continue. I have ordered people to go to the back mountain to call them back. It should be almost done. Let's go." Luo Xiong stood up and said.

"Forget it, I won't go...it's very uncomfortable to stand on it." Luo Yi shook his head and said at this moment. Thinking of the feeling of standing on the stage and being watched by people before, it was Luo Yi.

Yi couldn't help but trembled on his face.

And just now he flew up in front of everyone, and now I'm afraid that look will become even more fanatical... Luo Yi doesn't want to feel it anymore.

Luo Xiong was startled. After thinking about it, he felt that if Luo Yi appeared in front of everyone again, he might cause a commotion. He immediately nodded and said: "Okay, that's up to you."

"Yeah." Luo Yi nodded.

Immediately, Luo Xiong, several other elders, Luo Tianshuang, Luo Tianchen and others all left one after another.

"I'm leaving too." Elder Luo Yi also stood up, greeted Luo Yi, and left leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Luo Yi looked at the lobby, then turned and walked towards his Burning Heaven Courtyard.

"I wonder how much wealth this Suitian Realm expert can have?" Luo Yi was secretly looking forward to...



"asshole!!!"

Deep in the mountains somewhere tens of thousands of miles away from Great China, in a giant phantom formation, a huge sect is located here.

Lines of black mist lingered throughout the entire sect, making the atmosphere of the entire sect appear particularly strange and gloomy.

On one of the high mountain peaks, a roar containing incomparable anger suddenly came out, rolling away like thunder. Many disciples on the mountain peaks trembled when they heard this roar, and their faces turned a little pale.

They looked doubtfully somewhere on the top of the mountain. However, after looking at it, everyone shook their heads and left quickly.

This thunderous roar contained mostly anger, but more importantly, it was unwillingness and frustration.

The old man with a gloomy face opened his eyes. In his eyes, there was overwhelming anger and blood. A trace of black blood was slowly overflowing from the corner of his mouth...

If you look carefully, who else could it be if it wasn't Song Ying?

"Luo Family!...Fourteenth Elder!...Okay, very good!"

The rage caused Song Ying's eyes to turn red...

He couldn't imagine that a guy who was only in the early stage of the Fourth Heaven could kill him instantly in a single encounter! ... Or even give him no time to react at all?

How can this not make him furious?

Aggrieved! Incomparable aggrieved!

Song Ying clenched his hands tightly, and the terrifying energy filled every part of his body! His whole body seemed to be a balloon that had been inflated to the limit and might explode at any time.

'Dong-dong-dong!'

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded. The furious Song Ying turned his eyes to the door fiercely, "Who?"

"Senior brother, it's me."

The voice of the visitor came from outside the door. There was also a bit of aggrievedness in the voice.

Song Ying's eyes narrowed. The terrifying energy in his body suddenly dissipated. Then he stood up, strode to the door, and opened it.

Standing outside the door was a man with the same pale complexion and an angry expression... Judging from his appearance, he was the young man in the yellow shirt.

"Were you killed too?" Song Ying glanced up and down, then his eyes flashed with a solemn look.

"Yeah." The young man in yellow shirt gritted his teeth and said with blood in his eyes: "Inexplicably, he was killed in one move!"

Song Ying's expression became increasingly gloomy.

"Brother!"

However, before he could say anything, another voice sounded, and with a flash of figure, another person appeared in front of the pavilion... It was the strong man in the early stage of Suitian Realm. His face was also pale and vague.

There was also a hint of fear.

"You were killed too?! What happened?!" Song Ying stared at the man.

"It's the sword at the opponent's feet!..." The strong man in the early stage of the Suitian Realm clenched his teeth, his expression pale with a hint of fear, but more of it was filled with resentment: "He killed three of you with one move, let him go

Senior Brother Lei and I left...but he hunted me down afterward. I was accidentally attacked and killed by him...but Senior Brother Lei seemed to be persisting."

"You mean...Qing Yi was also killed?!" Song Ying was shocked and suddenly stared.

The man gritted his teeth and nodded, with a trace of sadness and anger in his expression...

"Tsing Yi, it seems that you haven't condensed the clone yet..." The young man in yellow shirt beside him opened his eyes wide and made a sound in astonishment.

All three of them fell silent.

"Damn it!"

After a long time, Song Ying clenched his teeth tightly.

This time, they really suffered a big loss.

Not to mention other things, the cost of refining materials for clones alone is a huge loss! ... You must know that the materials they use to refine clones are not ordinary materials. That is because they have experienced countless fights, and in [Ten Thousand Demons]

Yunjian] prepared it bit by bit!...The cost of the materials alone, each one, exceeds millions of high-grade stones!...Almost half of the income they have earned in [Ten Thousand Demonic Clouds] over the years!

Not to mention, after so many years of careful cultivation.

Now, with the death of the clone, the original strength has suddenly dropped a lot. Otherwise, a lot of wealth will have to be spent to accumulate it. Otherwise, a lot of time will have to be spent to start over... However, no matter which one, it is enough to make them feel heartbroken.

But more importantly... Qing Yi has fallen!

Tsing Yi has no clone. No one knows this better than their teammates.

It's really because Qing Yi is too ambitious. He wants to refine a top-notch clone, but the clone materials he has collected over the years are not enough to satisfy him, so he keeps putting it off.

Over the years, all the wealth he gained was used by him to make materials for refining clones. In addition, all the wealth they obtained this time was exchanged by Qing Yi for materials for refining clones, which finally satisfied him.

.I originally planned to concentrate on refining my own clone after returning to the sect. But I never thought that before I had time to refine it, I would suffer this disaster...

The expression on Song Ying's face was completely distorted.

With his character, it was not because of Qing Yi's death that he felt so angry. The key point was - among their team, Qing Yi was undoubtedly the most important person!

They have gone in and out of those secret realms that made up for the danger countless times, all relying on Qingyi's perception of danger to survive without any danger... Qingyi is really too important to them! Without Qingyi, they would not be able to survive.

No one can guarantee that the next time you enter the secret realm, it will be as safe as before...

In other words, Qing Yi's death basically destroyed their financial resources.

And this is the reason why Song Ying is so angry!

"Brother, what should we do now?"

The faces of the young men in yellow shirts were also extremely ugly. None of them thought that what they thought was a relaxing and relaxing thing would end with their group being destroyed... With the 'Fourteenth Elder of the Luo Family'

Using such methods, the young man in yellow shirt did not think that the bald man could escape.

"This matter is not over yet!" Song Ying's voice was filled with unparalleled chill: "That man's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Gengtian Realm. He can possess such lethality. If I am not wrong, it must be because of the handle at his feet.

The long sword...that is at least a top-grade treasure!"

"Our losses are not small, but as long as we get that treasure, all the losses will be fully compensated!"

"This matter has been suppressed for the time being. The clone has fallen. We have damaged our roots and need some time to adjust. Otherwise, we are afraid that we will fall into the realm."

"I also have some friends in Dahua. I didn't intend to alarm them, but now it seems that I can't do anything anymore."

"Hmph, the Luo family... I will definitely make their lives very uncomfortable. After the state is stable, the fourteenth elder of the Luo family will be crowned!"

Song Ying's body was filled with endless anger. The death of the clone and Qing Yi made him truly angry. This anger even far exceeded the level caused by the genocide of the Song family!

Now, he really plans to completely wipe out the Luo family!

After the two young men in yellow shirts next to them looked at each other, they both nodded silently. Then, they left...



"There are so many high-quality stones?!"

Fentianyuan, in Luo Yi's room.

Naturally, Luo Yi didn't know much about things that were tens of thousands of miles away. At this time, he was calculating how much benefit Song Ying and the other five people had brought to him.

After some reckoning, shock filled his cheeks. Later, this shock turned into full of surprises.

"Great!... With this high-grade stone, it is enough for my cultivation to reach the late stage of the fourth heaven!"

Now that Luo Yi's Life Soul has been completed, he needs a lot of energy to break through from quantitative change to qualitative change. According to his estimation, to break through to the middle stage of the fourth heaven, he will need 100,000 high-grade stones. To reach the late stage, he will need

Three hundred thousand.

However, the wealth of Song Ying and his group was far beyond his imagination... The total number of high-grade stones in the storage bags of these five people actually exceeded one million!

This is a huge amount of wealth. At least Luo Yi has never seen this kind of wealth...

Of course Luo Yi didn't know that, in fact, this was just the income of these five people from this action. Their real wealth was far more than this. For so many years, they have been wandering among the [Ten Thousand Demonic Clouds], and have gone through secret realms big and small.

No less than a few times, the harvest was even more astonishing.

However, they also know that it is still very dangerous to wander in the [Ten Thousand Demonic Clouds], so every time they return from the secret realm, they will return to their sect and put the proceeds with the deity... just in case something happens one day.

Accidents increase losses.

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