"Are you kidding me?" Yuan Zhong looked at Zhao Yi coldly, and his voice was extremely cold.

Holy Spirit Crystal, that is much more valuable than the Heavenly Spirit Crystal, now it is a question whether there are a thousand complete Holy Spirit Crystals in the entire Ming Chen Realm, this Zhao Yi actually asked him to take out a million Holy Spirit Crystals to buy this piece of Necromantic Iron, that is really a fantasy.

"You were the one who joked with me first. Zhao Yi said with a sneer.

Necromantic Iron, that is the peak of the eighth order of the Saint-level refining material, where can its value be measured by just one or two million Heavenly Spirit Crystals?

"So, are you going to give me this face?" Yuan Zhong said coldly as he stared at Zhao Yi.

"So what?" Zhao Yi casually sealed the necromantic iron in his hand to prevent his necromantic qi from affecting other places, and then looked at the other party indifferently.

Yuan Zhong took a long breath, looked at Zhao Yi's gaze gradually became hideous, and said with a cold expression: "I originally wanted to give you one or two million heavenly spirit crystals in exchange for a situation where each other is safe, which is good for you and good for me, but since you are shameless, then forget it." ”

"Hmph, Yuan Zhong, what kind of character do you really think of yourself?" What kind of character is Zhao Yi, after breaking through to the emperor level, it can be said that he is like a dragon entering the sea and a tiger entering the forest, and he already has the ability to laugh at the world to a certain extent, just a nobody, he really doesn't care.

"You're looking for death!" Yuan Zhong's eyes were one meter, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was also three feet away from Zhao Yi.

Yuan Zhong's right hand quickly reached out, and the originally white palm suddenly swelled, and it directly turned into a huge tiger claw, the tip of the claw was sharp, like five sharp blades flashing with cold light, full of feet long, where the blade passed, the space was even more agitated and twisted, and spread out like waves.

Such a sudden move, coupled with Yuan Zhong's own extremely considerable strength, it can be said that under his move, the ordinary peak emperor would suffer a small loss if he was careless.

"Die!" The claws came in an instant, grabbing directly from Zhao Yi's body.

Zhao Yi's body flashed with a narrow and narrow cold glow of martial arts, and his body seemed to be torn apart, but this scene in Yuan Zhong's eyes made him feel a chill in his heart.

If Zhao Yi's body is a real existence, then under this blow, how can there be no blood spilled, even if his defense is extremely strong and there is no blood spilled, it should always cause a sense of obstacle, the true element of the emperor-level powerhouse and the strength of the body, but they are not good-looking!

"Afterimage ?!" Yuan Zhong was horrified in his heart, turned around suddenly, and waved his claws......

And yet all this has been eaten.

"You're too slow. Zhao Yi's indifferent voice sounded slowly, and in Yuan Zhong's sight, Zhao Yi slashed out with a palm, and a strong palm burst out, instantly bursting from a little essence into a terrifying force like a mountain of mountains.

Bang! The palms and claws intersected, and Yuan Zhong's figure suddenly retreated dozens of steps away.

However, Yuan Zhongneng was accepted as a disciple by the chief refiner of the Martial Pavilion, and he was also a highly valued disciple in the Martial Pavilion, if it weren't for his cultivation, he would have already reached the emperor level, and his age was more than a hundred years old, I was afraid that his name would be in the top position of the Tianzun Thousand List this year.

Although he was repelled by Zhao Yi, Yuan Zhong did not panic at all, and his left hand, which had not been used, suddenly blasted forward, and a blue and red ball of light suddenly rushed towards Zhao Yi.

"The destruction of the blue and red. ”

"Oh, but there are a few tricks. Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows, the light in his hand flashed, and the blowing snow had already appeared, accompanied by a little cold star, stabbing out.

Snort!

However, in an instant, three sword qi shot out, directly slashing the blue-red ball of light into nothingness.

After slashing the blue-red ball of light, Zhao Yi's movements did not stop at all, and he still pursued Yuan Zhong with an indomitable momentum.

And after Yuan Zhong missed a blow, he immediately pulled back and retreated.

But how could Yuan Zhong's speed be comparable to Zhao Yi? No matter how his figure retreated, the tip of the sword of Blowing Snow was always kept an inch outside his throat, neither closer nor farther, and the crisis between life and death always lingered in his nose, causing cold sweat to constantly ooze from his back.

If he had known that Zhao Yi was so powerful, he would never have embarked on a hostile path with the other party for a piece of necromantic iron, even if the value of this piece of necromantic iron was terrifying.

"Stop, stop, this matter is not right, it is wrong, the necromantic iron will not have the slightest idea under it, you stop, I will leave immediately, leave immediately!"

Under the shroud of life and death crisis, Yuan Zhong thought to himself that he should get out first, and as for other things, he would wait until he got out.

Although he still has the space stone in his hand, but looking at the other party's posture, maybe he doesn't even have the opportunity to use the space stone, and if the other party really kills himself before he uses the space stone, then he will really be completely dead!

"You're leaving, but you're leaving this world. Zhao Yi sneered, his speed skyrocketed, and the sword light swept along the opponent's neck.

Burst!

A good head was thrown high, blood spurted wildly between the neck, and the headless body also fell weakly, splashing layers of dust.

Standing with a sword, Zhao Yi's figure appeared behind Yuan Zhong's corpse.

"Your strength is good, but it's a pity that you made the wrong idea. Glancing back at Yuan Zhong's headless corpse, Zhao Yi said lightly.

In order to seize the treasure, he finally gave his life to it, and this kind of thing is too common in the heavens and all worlds.

After speaking, Zhao Yi's figure flashed, and he continued to fly in the direction of his target.

The Shengdan space is very vast, there are countless treasures in it, and there are also countless crises, just like three days ago, Zhao Yi sensed an extremely terrifying momentum from a distance, and it is conservatively estimated that the owner of that breath is at least a seventh-order high-level demon beast, that is to say, it is equivalent to the peak of the human Heavenly Emperor and even the powerhouse of the Emperor level!

This kind of existence, Zhao Yi doesn't want to provoke at all now, after all, such a terrifying guy, with his current strength, he doesn't have too strong confrontation power.

Time is fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since Zhao Yi entered the Shengdan space.

In the past half a month, Zhao Yi's task list has collected twenty-nine kinds of things, and only the last one has not been collected, and that last item, there is only one place in the entire Shengdan space that will have it, and that is the most core area in the Shengdan space-

Whitsunday Mountains.