The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 320 Shadow Dog

The monk surnamed Wang and his party went to explore the treasure, leaving only the monk surnamed Gao to wait for the monk surnamed Lin. How could Zhou Qi miss such an opportunity? He had a lot of doubts in his heart to solve. Such an opportunity could not be more appropriate.

The cultivation of this monk surnamed Gao is in the seventh realm of heaven in the parting period, and he is also a master outside, but such cultivation is the lowest in their small group and belongs to the bottom.

Zhou Qi's current cultivation, for the monks around the seventh day of the parting period, can be suppressed directly with the body.

He slowly appeared behind the monk surnamed Gao. The monk surnamed Gao seemed to be aware of it. Just as he was about to turn back, there was a huge pain in his neck, and his eyes darkened and he fainted.

Zhou Qi took a look at the monk he put on the ground, patted his hands, and his consciousness spread around. He found that there was no one around him. Then he dragged the monks on the ground up, and several vertical leaps disappeared in place and ran towards him.

In a small valley, Zhou Qi stopped, scraped all the things on the captured monk surnamed Gao, set a ban, and then hit him in the face with a ball of ice water to wake him up.

"Who are you..." When the monk Gao woke up, he immediately understood his situation and asked in horror.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you have fallen into my hands now. I'll ask, you answer, understand?" Zhou Qi said.

The monk surnamed Gao looked at the young monk in front of him and still didn't understand how he fell into his hands. Listening to the young monk's tone, he knew that the young monk said nothing and was very strong. If he didn't want to suffer, it was better to listen to the other party's words.

"I understand, I understand. Senior, please feel free to ask. I know everything and say everything. I just ask you to spare my life." The monk surnamed Gao is not a hero who looks like death, and he looks very cooperative.

"Okay, you are really a sensible person. Let me ask you, what is your name and which sect you are from? You are familiar with this Wang Yingjie."

"The elder, the little one is Gao Dazhuang, and the outer disciple of the Blood Mingzong knows a little about what Wang Yingjie you said."

After listening to Gao Dazhuang's answer, Zhou Qi looked at him carefully. From everywhere, it didn't match the name.

"Tie all the things you know about Wang Yingjie." Zhou Qi said coldly.

"Yes, yes, Wang Yingjie is the eldest son of the Wang family in Wangcheng and a formal disciple of our Blood Ming Sect..."

Gao Dazhuang was quite cooperative. He talked about what he knew about Wang Yingjie with Zhou Qi one by one.

"Isn't Wang Yingjie a disciple of Qingfeng Valley? How could he worship the Blood Ming Sect?" Zhou Qi asked, this was the biggest doubt in his heart. He thought that Wang Yingjie was a proud disciple in Qingfeng Valley in those years. Why did Wang Yingjie become a disciple of the Bloody Sect of the Four Magic Gate after only four or five years?

"It's a long story." Gao Dazhuang seems to know a lot about this matter.

"Pick up something important." Zhou Qi said coldly.

"Yes, yes, this Qingfeng Valley has long been destroyed by my Blood Pluto. It is said that Wang Yingjie is the inner responder of my Blood Pluto, which makes it easy for me to catch the Qingfeng Valley. In that battle, Wang Yingjie made great contributions and became a formal disciple of the Blood Pluto."

"Oh, it turns out that Wang Yingjie is still a rebellious boy. I said how he became a disciple of the Blood Pluto."

"Senior, I have told you everything you want to know. Please raise your hand and spare my life." Gao Dazhuang couldn't help begging for mercy.

"Since you are useless, what are you doing in the world?" Zhou Qi pinched Gao Dazhuang's neck fiercely and strangled Gao Dazhuang to death.

"It's really you." After killing Gao Dazhuang and putting him into the fairy furnace, Zhou Qi's eyes shot red light. From the original speculation to the current certainty, Wang Yingjie in the small world is his enemy.

After confirming Wang Yingjie's identity, Zhou Qi will never let him go, and the revenge of the murderer will be repaid today.

After killing Gao Dazhuang, Zhou Qi sneaked back to the place just now. Seeing that Wang Yingjie and others had not come back, he was not in a hurry. While slowly recovering his spiritual power, he secretly waited for several people to return.

I don't know how long it took. The sound of breaking the sky came from Zhou Qi's ears, and the sound of some people's cold noise and praise. He woke up from the entrance, and Wang Yingjie and his party came back.

"Oh, where is Brother Gao?" The monk surnamed Wan was surprised.

"Brother Gao!" The other person shouted loudly, and the voice echoed in mid-air, but no one responded.

Wang Yingjie frowned, and a bad feeling rose in his heart. He quickly took out a communication stone and entered a message into it. However, the communication stone did not light up for a long time.

"Who has the summoning method of Brother Gao in your hand, please contact him as soon as possible." Wang Yingjie frowned more tightly and said in a hurry.

"I have it here." The monk surnamed Wan quickly took out a summoning stone and entered the information. After waiting for a while, there was no information.

"Brother Wang, Brother Gao can't get in touch." The monk surnamed Wan said.

"To tell you the truth, I can't get in touch with Brother Lin." Wang Yingjie said bluntly.

"How is this possible?" An unbelievable look appeared on everyone's faces. It is still exasurable that Brother Gao can't get in touch. He stays here alone, and his cultivation is low. Maybe there will be some accident. However, Brother Lin is the highest among their group of people. How can there be an accident? If Brother Lin also has an accident, then Some of them are not safe anymore.

Thinking of this, some people's faces began to turn pale.

"Calm down, everyone. Now the whereabouts of Brother Lin and Brother Gao are unknown. We can't mess up by ourselves." Wang Yingjie said.

Wang Yingjie's words made the ** of several monks stop and look at him one by one.

"Brother Wang, although you get started late here, except for Brother Lin, your cultivation belongs to you. If you have anything, just tell me, and we will obey." One of the monks said.

"Yes, Brother Wang, no Brother Wang. In our Blood Ming Sect, no matter how soon we get started, we only talk about the level of cultivation. Your cultivation is only half a step away from entering the Jiedan period, which is better than us. We respect you as a senior brother, and please stand up to turn the tide and stabilize the situation." Another person said.

This man's intention of squitling with Wang Yingjie was too obvious, which made the other people frown and look at the speaker unhappily. The speaker's name is Hu Cong. Although Wang Yingjie's cultivation is good, there are at least three or four people in the team who are comparable to his cultivation. However, since Hu Cong proposed it, these three or four people are also embarrassed to be in person. Rebuttal, after all, Wang Yingjie's brother is a personal disciple of the patriarch of Xueming. He doesn't care about Wang Yingjie's face, but also depends on his brother's face.

"In this case, Yingjie is disrespectful." Wang Yingjie hugged everyone and naturally became the temporary leader of this team.

"Brothers, Brother Lin can't be contacted for a while, and Brother Gao is also missing. Our top priority is to find out the traces of Brother Lin and Brother Gao. What do you think?" Wang Yingjie asked, looking at the crowd with a condescending look.

"Brother Wang, the scope here is so large, how can we find it?" A monk asked a question.

"It doesn't matter. As long as it is there, you can find the whereabouts of Brother Lin." Wang Yingjie looked like a bamboo on his chest. With a shake of his hand, a dark monster appeared in front of everyone.

"Shadow Dog?"

A monk asked with some uncertainty.

"Brother Luo has good eyesight. This is the shadow dog, but it is still a cub, which is useless." Although it is unbearable, the pride in Wang Yingjie's tone can't be concealed.

"This is the sixth-order monster Shadow Dog." Hu Cong came closer and looked at it carefully. Now this shadow dog is not very big, not much bigger than an ordinary native dog, but it is covered with dark and cold and shiny long hair, coupled with two bloody and lifeless eyes, the smell made Hu Cong a little scared.

"Wow!"

The shadow dog looked at Hu Cong. The cold, cruel and blood-eating breath came to his face. A roar was about to break Hu Cong's eardrums, which scared Hu Cong. He hurriedly retreated and almost fell to the ground, causing a burst of ridicule.

"It's awesome!" Hu Cong didn't care about other people's ridicule, and his heart palpitations went on and on.