Chapter 887

Facing the Blood Sea of the Blood Refining Holy Land, still being able to not fall behind, this result is already quite good.

Look at the Yunluo Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land—aren't they also fighting to a stalemate?

The three holy lands of the Human Race and the three holy lands of the Undying Race have not much difference in strength, so wanting to gain an advantage right from the start is completely unrealistic.

Wang Lin gave Qi Xiong a dissatisfied glance; this guy is just putting on an act.

However, regarding this, Qi Xiong was completely unaware; looking at the performance of that bunch of little brats, he was extremely dissatisfied.

This damn thing is fundamentally not the fighting style of his Dao Yi Shengdi.

As the Shèngzhǔ of Dao Yi Shengdi, he naturally knows all too well the tactics of those little brats under his command.

When have you ever seen this bunch of little brats fight honestly against an opponent without pulling some petty tricks?

It's not that this bunch of little brats aren't giving their all; it's that they simply have no motivation at heart.

Otherwise, the situation could not be like this.

Leaving other things aside, just speaking of the Blood Sea of the Blood Refining Holy Land, he, Qi Xiong, does not believe that this bunch of little brats has no way to break it.

But after such a long time, they still haven't broken it, which shows they simply don't have that intention.

On the contrary, fighting in the Blood Sea doesn't really affect much; why waste that effort?

Qi Xiong understands far too well what's on the minds of those little brats.

As your Shèngzhǔ, when you little brats lift your buttocks, this old man knows what you're about to pull.........

This damn thing is a war of extermination!

I have a hidden dissatisfaction; you damn lot, why don't you quickly settle the Blood Refining Holy Land, open a breach on the battlefield, instead of playing a friendly match here?

He grits his teeth in silence, deeply knowing that continuing like this won't work.

On the contrary, I don't doubt that this bunch of little brats will lose.

But Qi Xiong also clearly knows that if he doesn't come up with some plan, they could keep fighting the Blood Refining Holy Land back and forth until the end.

This is obviously not what Qi Xiong wants to see; he wants this bunch of little brats to gain an advantage, preferably to defeat the Blood Refining Holy Land, thereby swaying the entire battle.

While thinking silently in his heart, facing the obviously inattentive Qi Xiong, the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land who was fighting him let out an angry shout.

「Seek death。」

This human, while fighting me, actually dares to be distracted; it's as if he doesn't even put me in his eyes.

He struck out suddenly, and caught off guard, Qi Xiong was blown back several hundred meters by a single blow.

But just then, Qi Xiong suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a plan.

He unconsciously revealed a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was exactly that smile that made the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land even more furious.

This human, after being repelled by me, still smiles?

You like to smile, eh? Fine, today this old man will make you smile all the way to the netherworld.

His attacks grew increasingly fierce, giving Qi Xiong no time to catch his breath as he lunged forward and launched another assault.

And Qi Xiong, who had already come up with a plan, while fiercely battling the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land, suddenly shouted loudly.

「Dao Yi Shengdi disciples, hear my orders: whoever slays an Undying Race member, taking the Undying Heart Crystal as proof, after the battle can exchange this for a meal quota, even for the privilege to order dishes; I, as the Shèngzhǔ, swear by my position that I will keep my word。」

Huh???

The sudden remark left the anger-filled Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land stunned; what's going on, has this person lost his mind?

Not only him, but even Wang Lin, Ouyang Xue, and the other Human Race Great Saints were all dazed.

What does this mean? The battle has already begun, and you're spouting nonsense over there?

Wang Lin couldn't help but coldly sneer.

「Putting on an act, do you think you can change the battle situation with just a single sentence? 」

Even Ouyang Xue gave Qi Xiong a strange look; in this battle, can you cut out all the flashy nonsense?

However, looking at the many disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, after hearing these words they were first stunned, then their faces lit up with delight.

「Holy shit, is what the Shèngzhǔ said really true? 」

「Elder Changqing isn't here; can the Shèngzhǔ's words be counted on? 」

「Should be doable; haven't you heard the Shèngzhǔ swear? 」

「Exactly, with so many people listening, the Shèngzhǔ swore in his own name; there's no way he'd lie. 」

「Then we............. 」

「Charge. 」

「Let's do it. 」

「Come on, brothers. 」

Because Ye Zhangqing wasn't present, and on the battlefield they also couldn't get that sip of soup, the disciples always felt odd, and couldn't muster any energy.

But now, if the Shèngzhǔ says that, then we won't be tired at all.

For a moment, even the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi standing in the Blood Sea saw their eyes gradually glow red.

Their gazes were fixed dead-on on the chests of the opposing Blood Refining Holy Land disciples.

「Undying Heart Crystal, hehe, it's mine. 」

「I'm not really interested in the meal quota, but this chance to order dishes? I still have it, and it's rich. 」

「Undying Heart Crystal, come obediently into big brother's hand. 」

For a moment, an indescribable feeling permeated the air, a sensation that made the backs of all the Blood Refining Holy Land disciples turn cold.

Especially the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi opposite, their eyes flashing with red light, somehow resonating with this Blood Sea.

At that moment, the feeling for all the Blood Refining Holy Land disciples was as if they were standing on the Blood Sea of the Dao Yi Shengdi disciples.

Damn, is this my Blood Sea or yours?

「Gudong, Shī xiōng, something's not right with the opposition. 」

He unconsciously swallowed his saliva when facing the Blood Refining Holy Land's disciples, and said it somewhat nervously.

Upon hearing that, the Shī xiōng beside him, who was also staring intently at the Dao Yi Shengdi disciples, also noticed something was off, but still forced himself to speak.

"It's just an illusion, nothing's wrong."

"Not bad, we exchanged blows just now."

"Don't think wildly."

The disciples of the Blood Refining Holy Land encouraged each other, while the corners of the mouths of the Dao Yi Shengdi disciples kept splitting open, revealing an excited smile.

On the other side, Qi Xiong, still locked in fierce battle, seeing this scene, finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Yes, this is the feeling; at this moment, Qi Xiong knows that this battle is secured.

"This bunch of little rabbit bastards, they won't act unless there's a sure gain; when we get back, I will definitely give you a good beating."

They laughed and cursed, but those words happened to be heard by the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land opposite, who then let out a cold chuckle.

"Heh, do you think a single word from you can change anything? I admit I somewhat underestimated your Dao Yi Shengdi before, but so what? Do you think my Blood Refining Holy Land has only this much ability?"

"We'll see how the facts are as we go on."

In response, Qi Xiong did not argue; at this moment, feeling great, he felt refreshed and invigorated, as if his strength had increased somewhat.

"Cut the nonsense, let's fight."

No need to worry about those little rabbit bastards anymore; Qi Xiong also let go completely and engaged in a fierce battle with the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land.

In a moment, the Grand Elder of the Blood Refining Holy Land suddenly felt a great increase in pressure—how could this guy's strength have increased so much all of a sudden?

It feels completely different from before, and what's more, what does this excitement in his eyes mean?