Chapter 732: Wind Sacred Pot
Inn, in the room.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged and cultivated.
For Xiao Yi, whether it is a comfortable room or a simple cave, they are all shelters.
Even if he was now at the fifth level of the earth's extreme, he would still do the same as usual and would not waste any time on cultivation.
When night falls, the moonlight is sultry.
The soft light shines through the windowsill.
The light fell on the handsome and calm face, making the owner of the face open his eyes slightly.
Xiao Yi temporarily ended his cultivation and stood in front of the windowsill.
Gaze, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
Tonight's moonlight seems to be beautiful.
Yes, it's beautiful, so beautiful that Xiao Yi lost his mind for a while, but it's a pity that this beautiful moon is far away, far away from him.
Click, Xiao Yat's fist crackled.
A touch of coldness surged up his face.
"Whew. I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yi took a deep breath.
He gathered his mind.
Some things are really in a hurry to do, and some people are really in a hurry to find them.
However, after all, there is no hurry.
The middle region is too big, and this continent is unimaginably big.
Perhaps, when he really stepped on any corner of the continent, he was already above this world, and he could easily pick the moon, no matter how far away it was.
It's just that things can't be rushed, but the pace is more urgent and faster.
"Pick up the pace. A confident smile crossed the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth.
I was just about to continue cultivating cross-legged.
Suddenly, outside the window, a secret breath crossed by.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.
Dark shadows shuttle through the night.
The goal of this group of people is not him, but ...
"Gale Gate?" Xiao Yi was slightly puzzled.
The group of black shadows all went to the next room.
Next door, it was the room of the Gale Gate.
But in the middle of the night, there was a slight sound next door.
The sound is very low.
That is, Xiao Yi's six senses are amazing, so he can hear it clearly.
After a while, there was a sound of rustling.
After a few seconds, there was no sound.
Xiao Yi shook his head, he was not interested in this idle matter.
Among the warriors, walking outside, there are many grievances and fights.
He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't bother to know.
It's just that he is not interested in meddling, which does not mean that others are willing to let him go.
Sou... Sou... Sou...
This group of warriors appeared in the room out of thin air.
This group of warriors were all wearing wide robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
"The grass must be cut to the roots, and this matter must not be leaked. A middle-aged man whispered.
"Huh?" the middle-aged man suddenly wondered, "No one in the room?"
"I remember a young man booking a room here this morning. ā
The voice of the middle-aged man is very low.
Xiao Yat had been standing by the window, and although there was a faint moonlight, the whole room was still quite dark.
In the dark, Xiao Yat stood so casually.
But this group of martial artists with good strength didn't find him.
"Are you looking for me?" Xiao Yi walked out of the darkness.
"Shhh This group of warriors immediately gasped and were startled.
In their eyes, Xiao Yat is like a ghost in the dark, appearing silently.
"Kill him. The middle-aged man reacted first and snorted coldly.
Rumble...
Suddenly, an invisible killing force enveloped the entire room in an instant.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
A low voice rang out.
This group of warriors has turned into a blood mist in an instant.
Only the middle-aged man in the lead looked at Xiao Yi with a frightened face.
Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man.
If these people want to kill him, he will not spare him.
"Who are you?" Xiao Yi asked lightly.
"I... Iā" the middle-aged man shuddered, "we just have a grudge against Gale Wind. ā
"Please also raise your noble hand. ā
Xiao Yi stared at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, "A group of people in the Extreme Realm actually went to assassinate such an inaccessible small force as the Fierce Wind Gate. ā
"Is this a minor grudge?"
Yes, this group of warriors is all in the Extreme Realm.
The middle-aged man who led the way has reached the eightfold extreme.
And the Gale Gate is just a small force with a strong force at the end of the earth.
The most outstanding genius in the door is only about Tian Yuan Sevenfold.
Such a small force is worthy of a group of Earth Extreme Realm to come and assassinate?
"Still not telling the truth?" Xiao Yi said indifferently, glancing at the blood mist around him.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder.
"Your Excellency, I advise you not to do too much, you can't afford to mess with our affairs. The middle-aged man suddenly became angry.
Xiao Yi shrugged, "If you don't say it, then let's die, I'm not interested in knowing." ā
The terrifying killing machine suddenly pressed on the middle-aged man.
"Slow. The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he called out urgently.
"I am the Wind Saint Guard under the command of the Great Worship of the Wind Saint Empire. ā
"Boy, in the Wind Saint Region, if you dare to kill our Wind Saint Guard, you will die. ā
"Wind Saint Guard, a person from the Wind Saint Empire, heh. Xiao Yi sneered.
"What are you doing here?" asked Xiao Yi.
"The dignified Wind Saint Guard, who actually assassinated the warrior of the Gale Wind Gate?"
"It's none of your business, I said, your Excellency better not meddle in your affairs. The middle-aged man said coldly.
Click...
In the next second, the middle-aged man's throat was already held by Xiao Yi.
"Your Excellency, spare your life. The middle-aged man had difficulty breathing and said with difficulty.
"We're here to get the Wind Sacred Pot. ā
"Wind Holy Pot?" Xiao Yi's face changed slightly, and then he muttered to himself, "Anyway, I didn't kill the wrong person." ā
"Your Excellency, what do you mean?" the middle-aged man's face changed drastically.
Boom...
A cloud of blood exploded.
Xiao Yi took out the Qiankun ring on the middle-aged man's body.
On the Qiankun ring, there is a slight smell of blood.
If you don't guess wrong, this Qiankun Ring originally belonged to the people of Gale Gate.
Now, it has been robbed by this group of wind holy guards.
Xiao Yi sensed the Qiankun Ring and took out something from it.
It was a jug that looked like a flask.
But the whole body is shiny, and it is extraordinary.
An ancient breath came slightly.
"Is this the Wind Saint Pot?" Xiao Yi pinched, the Wind Saint Pot, extremely hard.
The matter of the Wind Saint Region, he has investigated.
It is rumored that the first lord of the Wind Saint Empire was a strong man with the title of 'Sage', known as the Wind Sage.
This strong man has a heavy treasure, called the Wind Holy Pot.
It is a treasure that surpasses the best element.
It is rumored that the Wind Saint once imprinted his own domain power in the Wind Saint Pot.
Countless years have passed, and this strong man has long since fallen.
The Wind Sacred Pot has also been lost for many years.
To this day, there is still no news.
This has become a legendary treasure in the Wind Saint region.
I didn't expect to be here today.
Xiao Yi didn't think much about it, and snatched the Qiankun Ring and Qiankun Bag of this group of Wind Saint Guards.
Bang.
A purple flame turned into a swimming dragon, wandering among the blood mist.
In just a few seconds, all the blood mist in the room, and even the smell of blood, were burned as if they had never appeared.
......
The third more.
(End of chapter)