Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 820 Taking advantage of someone’s misfortune!

"Humph, you are allowed to have the Black Nether Locking Rope, but I am not allowed to have the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror?"

Baili Ziang smiled coldly without even turning his head, and while the Black Nether Locking Rope was fixed, he quickly approached the Qingling Bodhi Fruit.

This is actually not the real Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror, but a replica of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror.

The real Eight-Gate Golden Mirror is made up of eight mirrors and is a magical weapon with extremely terrifying power.

The mirror in Baili Ziang's hand was just a replica of the magic weapon Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror, and he only had one in his hand.

However, even if it is just a replica of a magic weapon, this mirror has reached the grade of a second-grade top-grade spiritual weapon. It also possesses a bit of the power of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror, so it can easily hold the Black Nether Locking Rope.

Han Shan's face changed, and he didn't bother to say anything more. He stretched out his hand and waved it. A blue flying sword pierced straight into Baili Ziang's back. At this time, he was also approaching at a rapid speed.

As for those monks further away, it was even more difficult for them to stop the two of them at this time.

Baili Ziang didn't even turn his head. He just waved his hand and summoned the black flying knife to block Han Shan's blue flying sword without even looking at Han Shan.

At this moment, he was only ten feet away from the spiritual fruit.

Han Shan's face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and no longer cared about so many things. He first threw a stack of talismans at Baili Ziang, and then took out the white fan, trying to use the cold air to slow down Baili Ziang's speed.

At this moment, he was only less than ten feet behind Baili Ziang. As long as he could have some influence on Baili Ziang in front of him, he would be able to pick the spiritual fruit faster and escape far away.

At this time, the cultivators in the distance were also unwilling to fall behind. Even though they could not catch up, they still launched an extremely fierce attack, covering Baili Ziang and Han Shan.

"Damn it!"

Han Shan's face changed drastically, but he didn't dare to take these attacks head-on. He could only grit his teeth and move his body away to temporarily avoid those attacks.

On the contrary, Baili Ziang rushed forward regardless of anything, as if he wanted to pick the Qingling Bodhi Fruit despite the fierce attack.

hum!

The several layers of shields that were ignored by the Black Nether Locking Rope but still existed firmly protected Baili Ziang. The next moment, the offensive formed by various spiritual weapons and talismans suddenly bombarded him.

Bang bang bang!

Rumble!

Waves of powerful explosions completely enveloped Baili Ziang, but Baili Ziang gritted his teeth and walked to the fruit tree regardless. He plucked the Qingling Bodhi Fruit with quick hands and eyes, put it in a jade box, and then put the jade box into the storage bag.

This process seems long, but it actually happens in the blink of an eye.

However, facing the fierce attack from dozens of monks, the several layers of shields outside Baili Ziang only lasted for less than a breath before they suddenly shattered.

puff!

The moment the shields were completely shattered, Baili Ziang also endured a lot of attacks. Even though he was well prepared and had put up a shield, he was still shocked and vomited blood, and his breath immediately weakened a lot.

Even the inner armor he was wearing was exposed. Fortunately, the inner armor blocked a lot of attacks for him, otherwise he would not only be seriously injured, but would most likely be completely blown to pieces.

However, Baili Ziang did not dodge at this time. Taking advantage of the gap when the second wave of attacks from other monks had not yet arrived, he gritted his teeth and spat out another mouthful of blood. At the same time, he immediately made hand gestures and muttered something in an extremely fast manner, and soon finished a spell.

The next moment, the blood he spurted out turned into a layer of blood mist that wrapped him tightly.

"I will remember this great favor, especially Han Shan, in my heart. When I return to the Immortal City, I will definitely repay you well. You guys, please don't fall into my hands in the future!"

"Haha, see you all!"

The moment he was wrapped in blood mist, Baili Ziang first waved his hand to take back the flying sword, mirror and other spiritual tools, then looked at Han Shan and other cultivators with cold eyes. Although he was smiling, his words did not contain any smile, but were instead filled with extremely strong hatred.

As soon as these words were spoken, Han Shan and the other cultivators in the distance all changed their expressions when they saw Baili Ziang's silhouette slowly fading.

These are not words of gratitude at all; they are clearly threats filled with hatred!

Whoosh!

After he finished speaking, before Han Shan and the others could react, Baili Ziang immediately disappeared in the blood mist, apparently having fled far away.

"Blood Shadow Escape?"

Han Shan muttered with a grim expression.

He didn't expect that Baili Ziang not only had the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror in his hand, but also that Baili Ziang had forcefully used the Blood Shadow Escape that only a Jindan stage cultivator could skillfully use, and he escaped in an instant, completely disappearing without a trace.

To be honest, Han Shan did not expect this result. When he thought of the threat Baili Ziang made before he left, his face became even uglier. Not only did he not gain anything this time, but he also offended Baili Ziang. It was really not worth it.

For a moment, Han Shan's expression became a little uncertain.

The dozens of monks further away looked at each other in bewilderment, without any thought of taking action anymore.

They all had grim expressions at this moment, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"This, this, what should I do?"

"It has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything!"

"What are you afraid of? I don't believe that Baili Ziang can remember so many of us. Besides, we just don't want to run into him after we return to Xiancheng!"

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go!"

Some of the dozens of monks were afraid that Baili Ziang would take revenge on them later, while others acted as if they didn't care.

However, after seeing Baili Ziang fleeing away, although they were disappointed and had not gained anything, and were also worried about the threat of Baili Ziang, they did not dare to mention any pursuit. Instead, they dispersed tacitly and left the place immediately.

Only Han Shan stood there with a gloomy face, and left cursing for a long time.

After all, Baili Ziang had already taken the Qingling Bodhi Fruit, and he had no way to pursue him now. Even if he was unwilling, he could only accept this result.

Only Wei Hong, who was far away, was still waiting motionlessly.

“Tsk tsk tsk, he is indeed the disciple of Cangshan Zhenren. Not only does he have many trump cards in his hands, but his strength is also extremely terrifying. However, it is indeed as I expected. It was really Baili Ziang who took away the Qingling Bodhi Fruit.”

Looking at the deserted battlefield in the distance, Wei Hong's eyes began to flicker.

Moreover, not only was he not disappointed at all, but he felt a hint of excitement: "Hey, if that's the case, don't blame me for taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"

Han Shan and the others did not want to chase Baili Ziang anymore. Firstly, it was not worth it. Baili Ziang's identity made them dare not act rashly. Secondly, they could not chase him. They had not found any means to kill Baili Ziang, so they could only leave helplessly.

However, Wei Hong was different. Finding Baili Ziang was not a difficult task for him!