God level travel in history

Chapter 108 Exit (Four more! Add more for zero)

"Blood escape!"

Looking at the crimson bloody glow not far away, You Shang was shocked. After a while, he shook his head, turned around and flew away quickly.

He didn't continue to chase Qi Xiangchen, the other party resorted to Blood Escape, and he had to burn his blood to catch up, otherwise it would be futile.

What's more, the other party burned his blood, if he didn't let him go, this battle might really turn into a deadly battle.

He hasn't really stepped into the Conferred God Realm yet, and his cultivation base is only a little higher than the opponent's.

If he really fights against the powerhouse at the peak of the Holy Emperor who is burning with blood essence, he can only win if he also makes the same choice.

Obviously, You Shang would not do such a thing as burning essence and blood until the moment of life and death.

At the moment, his flying speed continued to increase, and he went straight to the Anzhou auction house.

The reason why he rushed back in such a hurry was because he had already begun to doubt Han Li's words.

At this moment, he could only pin his last hope on Han Li.

A moment later, a familiar black shadow came into You Shang's sight, and it got closer and closer.

The visitor seemed to have also spotted You Shang, so he sped up and approached him quickly!
"Black Panther, why did you appear here? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Han Li?" You Shang asked clearly when he saw the person coming, his voice was extremely cold.

"Reporting to You Lao, Long Aoyu returned in time after you left. If I was one step late, I might have to stay there."

The black panther replied respectfully, and at the same time took out a black suit from the space ring and handed it to the scarred You Shang.

"Hmph! Let's go back! I never thought that the royal family would hide it so deeply. It seems that Long Aoyu hides a secret that no one knows. When you return to the sanctuary, you must investigate thoroughly!"

Putting on the black clothes handed over by the black panther, You Shang continued to say calmly: "When I return to the auction site, I will stop Long Aoyu, and you will leave immediately with Han Li who is seriously injured and dying."

Anzhou City, City Lord's Mansion, Qiyue Pavilion in the northwest corner of the mansion.

On the sixth floor of the Qiyue Pavilion, a figure sits cross-legged on the lotus platform. It is a tall and burly old man with a strong body.

The old man's temples were gray and his eyes were slightly closed. Opposite him, four figures stood one by one, their faces full of respect.

"Ah Si, is there something urgent that you need to ring the Dragon Bell to disturb my retreat?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at the man on the far right among the four people opposite.

The old man's voice was very flat, and there was quite an aura of calmness and prestige.

"Reporting to the old Patriarch, it's not that Ah Si intends to disturb your retreat, but the Patriarch has explained something, and he must hand over the colorful spiritual roots to you as soon as possible." The man named Ah Si took a step forward and put A bright red ring was carefully taken off from the middle finger.

"There are seven-colored spiritual roots! Li'er really helped me a lot this time, and the day of breaking through the Conferred God Realm is not far away!
Hearing the words seven-colored spiritual root, the old man's face, which was previously immaculate, suddenly became excited, and he couldn't wait to take the ring from Ah Si's hand.

However, when the old man penetrated the ring with his spiritual sense and penetrated the blood mark, his excited expression turned gloomy, and then turned into anger.

"Are you treating me as an old fool? Are you trying to tease me?" The old man was extremely angry, and he let out a cold snort, which shook the windows not far away, making rattling noises.

"Plop, plop."

Ah Si knelt down straight first, and made a low sound, followed by three more kneeling sounds at the same time.

"Old Patriarch calm down, old Patriarch calm down."

Ah Si repeatedly begged for mercy, and seeing the old man's anger calm down, he said: "I don't know why the old Patriarch is angry? Could it be that this seven-colored spiritual root is fake?"

"Hmph! Seven-colored spiritual root? I haven't even seen a single root!" The old man tried his best to keep calm, his voice low.

Hearing the old man's words, the people kneeling on the ground were stunned. They looked at each other with puzzled and confused faces.

"This is impossible! I saw the Patriarch put the seven-colored spiritual root into the space ring with my own eyes. We didn't stop for a moment, and delivered it to you as quickly as possible."

"Forget it, the deity was also awakened by you from the retreat. I have plenty of time. Tell me about the seven-colored spirit root in detail."

The old man stretched his muscles and bones, straightened up and left the lotus platform, and sat on a nearby jade stool.

Hearing the old man's question, Ah Si hastened to describe everything about the seven-colored spirit root, from the beginning of the auction to Han Li's auction, and then to the city lord's mansion. Nothing to hide.

"What's the transaction price? Say it again?" the old man stroked his graying beard and said angrily.

"Go back to my hometown, tell me, 150 yuan, 150 amethyst crystals." When the number was reported, Ah Si couldn't help but gasped.

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous! To me, if the seven-colored spirit root is not lost, this is a good deal!"

"But now, instead of getting anything, we have spent 150 amethyst crystals!! 150 amethyst crystals, the income of the city lord's mansion for two years!"

The old man became more and more angry, his lips were trembling.

"Old Patriarch, according to what you mean, the seven-colored spiritual root was taken away by the kid who intercepted us? How did he break the blood mark of the Patriarch?" Ah Si tentatively asked.

"As for how that person stole the colorful spirit root, I don't know! But you only met this person along the way, so it must be him, you can't be wrong!"

"Old Patriarch, what should we do now?" Ah Si asked with a confused expression on his face.

"What should I do? Since I was woken up by you, and now this happens again, the old man will naturally have to suffer!"

"Look at those ignorant guys who dare to call attention to my city lord's mansion."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he exuded a monstrous power, and then the space he was in fluctuated, and his figure disappeared.

"Fourth brother, you said that kid knocked us out, since he stole the seven-colored spirit root, why didn't he take the space ring away together!"

"I also find it strange. The Patriarch's interspatial ring cannot be opened by ordinary people. How did you lose this spiritual root?"

"Yes, this is too evil!"

For a while, the four were puzzled.

In the west of Anzhou City, in the depths of Baili Villa, there is a secret room.

"Brother Qi, why are you injured so badly?" A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes carefully supported Qi Xiangchen.

Beside the middle-aged man was Bailichuan standing quietly.

"Vendor Master, I failed and failed to get back the seven-colored spiritual root for you. The other three priests are still fighting!"

Qi Xiangchen staggered, the chassis was very unstable, and he might faint at any time.

"Brother Qi, who hurt you like this? If you dare to fight against this village, his life will be worse than death." Bailiqun clenched his fists, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Cough, owner, I don't know the details of that person, his cultivation level is the same as yours, half-step venerable!" Qi Xiangchen coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and his face became paler.

"Understood, brother Qi, you can stay in the villa and take care of yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Bailiqun set his eyes on Bailichuan: "Take good care and worship!"

After exhorting, Bailiqun's eyes narrowed and he disappeared into the secret room.

(End of this chapter)