Qi Ying finally had the confidence to deal with and fight those people.
"Asura tribe, the path of cultivation is very cruel."
Qi Ying remembered how the Asura people in the murals left by Feisheluo practiced cruelly one by one.
Purgatory-like self-torture, bloody killings... A large group of Asura tribesmen gathered together to fight for the purpose of giving birth to a strong man. There was also a very shocking name "Asura Killing Fields."
The Killing Trial in the Realm of All Nations also got its name from this.
This vast secret realm just happens to be his Shura killing trial ground - he will transform into a blood-devouring Shura and take away the lives of those who are looking for treasures with a greedy heart.
At this time, within the secret realm.
Some people have already been unable to restrain their curiosity and went out for adventure!
Basically, people from each faction stay with their own people, or gather into a team of four to six people to explore together.
There are also people who want to team up with Qi Ying and Liu Dunru.
But both refused.
Liu Dunru naturally wanted to find the inheritance alone.
Qi Ying, on the other hand, is responsible for capturing everyone except the people from Linglong Immortal Palace, so naturally he will not casually agree to other people's requests to form a team.
It’s not that Qi Ying doesn’t form a team.
Instead, even if Qi Ying formed a team, he would have to pick a few silly targets first.
When the time comes, let those stupid guys contribute to themselves in the battle first, and then capture them together after using them.
"Junior Brother Qi, I'm leaving first, take care of yourself!"
Liu Dunru bid farewell to Qi Ying and embarked on the road to find inheritance.
Qi Ying himself, however, successively rejected invitations from many forces including the Shenmu Sect, the Wild Leopard Imperial Clan, and the Iron Sword Sect.
"This damn Qi Ying! You haven't taken the bait yet!"
After being rejected again, Bai Yibi and Bai Jingxue's expressions became uncertain.
They planned to trick Qi Ying into forming a team with them, and then work with others to kill Qi Ying without anyone noticing.
However.
If Qi Ying doesn't team up with them, it will make it difficult for them to implement their plan.
Bai Jingxue said to Bai Yibi: "Sect Master, don't be anxious! We will slowly look for strong partners who can cooperate. When the time comes, there will be no need to launch a sneak attack on Qi Ying, just go and kill Qi Ying."
"Strong partners..." Bai Yibi's eyes flashed, "Okay. Now, let's find out who are suitable for cooperation! We must find powerful allies. Like those incompetent miscellaneous fish, there is no such thing as How can I deal with the quasi-holy son of the Holy Realm!"
As for Qi Ying.
Qiying rejected all invitations to team up with him and flew away alone.
But it flew straight in one direction, and soon caught up with a group of three people who were advancing.
"Hi!"
Qi Ying landed in front of them and waved in a Caucasian custom.
When the three people saw it was Qi Ying, they were surprised and flattered and said, "Ah, it's Shengzi Qi here! I wonder if Shengzi Qi has anything to do with us?"
Qi Ying glared: "What Holy Son? I am a quasi-Holy Son. Do you want me to overstep my bounds by calling me Holy Son?"
The three people immediately shook their heads and waved their hands, saying in fear: "Don't dare!" These three people were born in a different place from other cultivators. They were all short in stature, with big heads and small hands, and they looked very funny when Qi Ying was intimidated. .
Qi Ying had found out in advance.
These three people are the three elders of a "Japanese tribe" in the mountains thirty thousand miles away from Linglong Immortal Palace.
The Joke people generally belong to the yellow race, but their race is not completely yellow. They are the descendants of the combination of the yellow race and the dwarf race of the white race. Therefore, their appearance is often very strange, which is not in line with the normal human race. The requirements for a well-proportioned body are not in line with the dwarven aesthetic of long arms and thick waists of strength and beauty.
However, the Japanese are a group that is very good at making ends meet.
Although the number of people is small, they can still survive in the cracks, and rely on the resources obtained from flattery and being slaves to make their own ethnic group look good, and even give birth to a great emperor.
The three Japanese elders who came to Linglong Immortal Palace were all quasi-emperors.
One of the characteristics of the Wo Ke tribe is that they are greedy for money and stingy, so as soon as they entered the secret realm, the three of them quietly left the crowd and went on their own treasure hunting adventure.
But I didn't expect it.
He didn't go far before he was caught up by Qi Ying.
"What does the quasi-holy son want from us?" said the elder of the Japanese tribe who was the largest among the three.
Qi Ying pursed her lips and said, "Don't ask me what's wrong. Please introduce yourselves first. Can't I know you guys?"
The three elders of the Japanese tribe were simply flattered!
The quasi-holy sons of the Holy Realm actually want to take the initiative to get to know them. What a blessing this is!
The largest elder at the other end said immediately: "Reporting to Your Excellency, the quasi-sage, my name is Hoshinu Taro, and the other two are my younger brothers, namely Hoshinu Jiro and Hoshinu Saburo."
"Taro, Jiro, Saburo?"
Qi Ying looked strange.
The naming method of this Japanese tribe is really simple and crude!
Moreover, the Japanese people should imitate the culture of another human race, the "Japanese people", and there are many similarities. In the Japanese culture, the meaning of the names of these three Japanese elders should be the eldest son of the small dog, the second son of the small dog, the third son of the small dog. To be more straightforward, they are the second and third sons of the big dog.
Qi Ying then said with a smile: "What a dog? It's a wolf, its bark is so smooth. Let's call you Gouzi, Er Gouzi, and San Gouzi, okay!"
"Okay! Okay! Whatever the quasi-sage says, it will be whatever it is. From today on, we are Gouzi, Ergouzi, and Sangouzi!"
The Hoshinu Taro nodded and bowed.
"Hahaha!"
Qi Ying couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time he saw such a slave.
"You bitch." Qi Yingfu said again, "I am alone in this secret place and I am very bored. I want to explore and hunt for treasures with you. What do you think?"
"this… "
The three dogs suddenly looked embarrassed.
They really want to curry favor with the quasi-holy son... But if they go on an expedition to hunt for treasure, who will own the treasure they find
As stingy people, when they sent greeting cards this time, they only gave a painting to the quasi-sage Qi Ying, and a couplet to the quasi-sage Liu Dunru. They might be worth a little bit in ordinary people, but for practitioners The kind that makes the world worthless.
Qi Ying saw their dilemma and waved her hand in a "considerate" manner: "Ha! As for the treasures I found, they all belong to you. I just want to have fun."
"Really?"
The thin dog Taro was so happy that he almost clapped his hands and shouted.
Behind them, Hosinu Jiro and Hosinu Saburo hugged each other happily, almost crying with joy.
This quasi-holy son is truly a great man!