Five years later!
The morning sun of the abyss shines on people warm and comfortable, and the breeze slowly blows through with the fragrance of wild flowers refreshing one's heart.
Zhang Xiao floated alone in the air and looked at the leopard-head and bird-winged lord Stir in front of him with a calm expression. He was the twenty-fifth abyss lord Zhang Xiao found in the abyss.
Zhang Xiao can now fly in the sky with his own abilities, but it is slower than flying with imperial weapons, but in this way he will be much more flexible in combat.
The werewolf and Bra were standing on the spear floating in the mid-air in the distance. Bra now has seen the power of Zhang Xiao, and felt infinitely numb to Zhang Xiao's continuous search for the Lord of the Abyss and then kill them.
The werewolf smiled and asked Bula behind him: "Do you say that Lord Stir will agree to send the boss to the underworld?" In the past five years, with the help of the mysterious earthly energy, the werewolf has successfully survived the three catastrophes. , His soul and the body that was made into a zombie after death have also been perfectly integrated. Now he can not only speak, but also restore his previous thoughts and memories.
"Who knows, maybe Lord Stir will agree or maybe." Bula glanced at the werewolf beside him, and replied coldly. Today's werewolf has become stronger by her own eyes. The tribulations made her feel surprised and terrified at the same time, but also let her see the strength of the werewolf's body. Those tribulations comparable to the lightning forbidden curse were changed. These abyss lords may not be able to survive either, but every time the werewolf survived the wounds, this made Bulabudi not recognize the powerful vitality of the werewolf.
"Hey! That can't be said. I think Lord Stir will definitely not agree. The Lord of the Abyss is not a good person, and I will not waste magic for an alien human." The werewolf said as he said. He licked his mouth with his scarlet tongue.
"You don't want them to fight, Lord Stir is definitely not the adult's opponent, once he is defeated, you can suck blood again." Brahio said with disgust.
"Hey!" The werewolf laughed dryly, his eyes never leaving Lord Stir's body.
Since Lord Amon, Zhang Xiao killed an abyss lord and caused the werewolves to drain their blood. The werewolves are blood-sucking zombies. The more powerful creatures have more energy in their blood, the strength of the werewolves will be increased every time they suck blood. It has risen quite a bit, so in the eyes of the werewolf, Lord Stir is undoubtedly another gluttonous meal.
Bula is also really unacceptable to the werewolf's method of improving his strength, which is why he has always been cold-eyed to the werewolf.
At this time, Lord Stir, who was opposite Zhang Xiao, was bathing in the sun, but he felt extremely cold all over his body. The seemingly thin young man on the opposite side brought him great pressure, which he had never had since he became a lord.
Zhang Xiao’s previous actions, Lord Stir, already knew clearly, as early as when Zhang Xiao killed the third lord, all the abyss realm already knew about Zhang Xiao, it can be said that Zhang Xiao is now in the abyss realm. The name is louder than all the lords.
Lord Stell looked at Zhang Xiao with a dark face. Although he already knew the purpose of the other party's coming to find him, he also couldn't understand why the other party worked so hard on a skeleton.
"Do you agree or disagree? I only want a word of you." Zhang Xiao said in a hurry. He now has little patience with the lords of the Abyss Realm. They are tougher than the other. This is in the eyes of others. It seems that the performance of a super tough guy turned into a stubbornness in Zhang Xiao's eyes. Why can't they put down their face to save their lives? Zhang Xiao feels that only those who know the current affairs are talented people, and their faces cannot be eaten as food. They can save their lives and find opportunities to deal with themselves. Ants still live in secret, let alone the wise creatures of the abyss.
Lord Stir heard Zhang Xiao's words and his face changed again and again, his arms gripping the weapon tightly and tightly, his thoughts wandering between survival and destruction.
"I persuade you to still agree. There is no outsider here. Even if you agree, no one will know. I can guarantee that my people will not tell others about this. What do you think of my proposal?" Zhang Xiaobai said slenderly. The tip gently stroked the white long knife hanging in front of him, as if stroking the lover's skin, the long knife hummed softly in response to Zhang Xiao.
Lord Stir gritted his teeth and still didn't speak, he flapped his wings and looked very painful.
Zhang Xiao knew that the other party needed time to make a choice, and he didn't speak any more, turning his head to look at the green forest in the distance.
"I'm sorry, I! Can't accept your suggestion." After a long silence, Lord Stir still gave the answer Zhang Xiao was most unwilling to get.
Zhang Xiao grabbed the long knife in front of him and shouted angrily: "All of you Lords of the Abyss are the smelly and hard stones in the pit. You even look at your own lives so frivolously. Why should I respect you? "
"Respect us? When did you respect us? I know that you are also a strong man. You do not need to show respect to us. If we can't beat you, our strength is weak. We deserve to die, but you should always show a little bit to the dead. Respect?" A trace of resentment passed through Lord Stir’s eyes. He took a deep breath and continued to say as if the weather grew older in an instant: "I know I can’t beat you, you kill me, what do you say about me? I would not agree to send you to the underworld. I believe that other lords have the same ideas as mine."
Lord Stir dropped his weapon and looked like a warrior who went to death generously.
The opponent's direct abstention made Zhang Xiao feel a little overwhelmed. Although he was still a little angry, he still couldn't do anything if he wanted him to kill an unarmed person, not to mention that the other party did not hate him deeply.
Zhang Xiao stood in the air for a while and then leaned to the sky with a long sigh. The killing in the past five years made him feel very tired. He put away the long knife and said, "Forget it, I won't kill you, since you are not willing to help. I, I only have to go back, but I still want to remind you that if my skeleton comes back to you at that time, don’t regret it.” After speaking, Zhang Xiao turned and flew back to the spear and said to the two of them: "Go, let's go back."
"Where are we going back?" The werewolf asked carefully looking at Zhang Xiao with a lonely face.
"No one here is willing to help us. Let's go back to the main material world to see if anyone is willing to help us go to the underworld." Zhang Xiao said tiredly.
"What if no one wants it?" the werewolf asked like a child who was inquiring about the roots.
Zhang Xiao and Bula stared at the werewolf at the same time, and the werewolf scratched the back of their heads with embarrassment, only knowing that hehe was smirking.
Zhang Xiao's trio pierced through the sky and disappeared into the field of vision like a sharp arrow, leaving only Lord Stirr floating in the midair stupidly and stopped talking.