The Great Seizing of the Lord

After saying that, the silver-level skeleton warrior turned around and left.

"What's going on with this guy?" Seeing this, Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire showed a hint of surprise and suspicion. He opened his bones and teeth lightly, and said.

After looking at the area occupied by the silver-grade skeleton for a while, Yan Xiu finally slowly withdrew his gaze. With a wave of his purple-green bone hand, he closed the brown stone door again with a "boom", and said, "Forget it, I still want to recover from my injury." As he said that, Yan Xiu stopped caring about anything else. He raised his purple-green bone hand to his chest again. Once, he continuously made a series of handprints and started practicing quietly.

Although Yan Xiu was in a state of impetuous state at this time and could not calmly refine the "Chiliyan", after a period of rest, Yan Xiu recovered from his current state of mind, which was a piece of cake for him.

Sure enough, in less than two hours, Yan Xiu came from the cultivation center again. At this time, he had recovered from his injuries.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Yan Xiu, who had recovered almost his injuries, stretched happily, causing the bones all over his body to tremble, making a 'crackling' sound, and said, "I finally recover!"

However, from the tone of those words, it can be seen that Yan Xiu, who had completely recovered from his injury, did not make him happy at this time. No wonder Yan Xiu, who finally came to the city of Chaos, hurried to the "Guesthouse" without even strolling for a while, wasn't he just trying to refine the "Chili Yan" in his bones earlier so that he could get away from the sword above his head earlier. But who would have thought that Karon's obsession would erupt again at this time, and almost Yan Xiu's efforts were wasted. Although Yan Xiu took back the "Chili Yan" at the last moment, Yan Xiu did not relax at all. After all, Karon's obsession was still hidden in Yan Xiu's soul fire, and I don't know when it would erupt again.

"Go out for a walk, these things will come eventually, and it's useless to stay here for a headache." After a moment, Yan Xiu's pupil fire roared, then stood up and walked out without hesitation.

Yan Xiu quickly walked out of the door and leaned downstairs with his super memory. However, he did not call An Xi. It should be because this time he went out, Yan Xiu was just to stroll around and had no purpose, so there was no need to bring one to the door to get in the way. As for ordinary people, the most headache-inducing problem, getting lost, is an almost impossible thing for Yan Xiu, who has super memory.

Following a blood-colored staircase, Yan Xiu slowly walked down step by step. He was not in a hurry at this time, and it could even be said to be very leisurely. In such a state, it is hard for people to believe that not long ago, there was an inexhaustible black mess in his heart.

"Dong, dun, dun."

Just as Yan Xiu was leisurely underground, a dull footsteps suddenly came from below and reached Yan Xiu's ears. As the footsteps came, there was a rude but violent aura.

"What a powerful momentum! The City of Chaos is indeed extraordinary. In less than a day, I have encountered such a powerful undead one after another." Yan Xiu, who felt this momentum, couldn't help but pause, and the purple-green pupil fire ejaculated with a hint of horror, and he said intimidly.

As soon as Yan Xiu's words fell, a black warrior who was almost three meters tall appeared within Yan Xiu's sight. The dull footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, and in fact they were even more rapidly rising.

"Dong!" Finally, after the black warrior stepped heavily, he stopped steadily in front of Yan Xiu.

"Get out of the way!" After stopping, the black warrior stared at Yan Xiu with his pair of ink-entered eyes, and his lips opened lightly and said lightly. This tone was plain, and it could even be said to be indifferent. In fact, although this staircase was not spacious, it was enough to easily allow the black warrior and Yan Xiu to pass by side, but it was so hard that the black warrior and Yan Xiu were walking in the middle. In this way, there was naturally a dead soul to give way. Obviously, it was obvious from the black warrior's approach that it was natural to ask Yan Xiu to give way in his heart.

When Yan Xiu heard this, the purple-green pupil fire flashed, and then it seemed as if he didn't hear anything. Not only did he not give in, but he walked leisurely step by step, as if there was no black warrior in front of him.

"So brave!" Seeing this, the black warrior suddenly had a cold light on his eyes, and his already violent aura increased by several points at the moment when he shouted, and he handed it to Yan Xiu hard.

"Open!" Faced with the extremely violent momentum, Yan Xiu's purple-blue pupil fire did not show any timidity, but only a few concerns were faintly flashed, but these concerns were soon overwhelmed by a fighting spirit that surged from his bones. After a burst of shouts, a momentum that was even more sharp than the blade suddenly surged out of the purple-blue skeleton. Xunruo lightning flashed, and instantly hit the black warrior's momentum, and the black warrior's momentum was bursting with a blow.

"You are qualified to fight me!" The moment the black warrior was defeated by Yan Xiu again, Hei Rumo's body trembled suddenly, and finally he couldn't help but take a step back, but he was not angry about it. Rumo's eyes stared at Yan Xiu and said with a stern fight.

"Please give up, I'm going downstairs!" Yan Xiu ignored the black warrior's fighting spirit and stopped in front of the black warrior. The purple-green pupil fire shook quietly, and said lightly.

"You..." As soon as Yan Xiu said this, the black warrior with awesome fighting spirit suddenly frustrated, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Take or not?" Yan Xiu never gave him politely to those who were not polite to him. The purple-green pupil fire flashed quietly, and said lightly.

"Okay, this time I was careless and made you better. I let you go, but at this venue, Moses will want to ask you for it!" As he said that, the black warrior named Moses had a pair of ink-like eyes, after several flashes, he simply made way for the way.

"'The Seizing of the Lord'?" Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire rose a little puzzled and looked at the black warrior Moses. But after the black warrior gave him the passage, he stepped away and disappeared in a blink of an eye. No matter who it was, when experiencing failure, it was the failure that could not be considered a failure. Few people could stay with the person who caused their own failures.

In the end, Yan Xiu could only watch the black warrior Moses disappear in front of him, without the chance to figure out what the so-called "Slaying the Lordship Conference" was.

But Yan Xiu was not a person who liked to turn a horny person. Apart from a little doubt, he didn't care too much about this. After the black warrior Moses disappeared from his sight, he continued to walk downstairs in the leisurely steps.

It has to be said that although the undead buildings are not as beautiful as humans, they are solid and much larger. When approaching the stairs on the seventh floor, Yan Xiu walked for ten minutes. Although this was also on the premise that Yan Xiu deliberately slowed down, even if Yan Xiu deliberately slowed down, his speed was still higher than that of ordinary people. This shows how huge this building is.

After descending from the seventh floor, Yan Xiu relied on his super memory to come to the hall of the "guesthouse". Yan Xiu, who appeared in the hall again, did not attract attention again this time. At least the hundreds of undead with different shapes on the hall did not turn their heads to Yan Xiu again. Yan Xiu looked at the hundreds of undead who used the power of his soul to communicate silently. The purple-green pupil fire flashed. After watching for a while, he chose a seat in the hall and sat down quietly. The white pupil fire swayed slightly, listening to the silent communication quietly.

Although communication with the power of the soul is silent, it does not mean that the undead can't hear it outside of communication. In fact, there is no big difference between this kind of communication and voice communication. The biggest difference is that the undead can choose to listen or not. If you choose to listen, the communication in the entire hall can be clearly heard except those who can't hear secret communication using secret methods. If you choose not to listen, even if there are undeads in your ears, Yan Xiu can't hear any sound.

"Man, the 'Salvation Conference' will begin in another month. Are you ready?"

"Prepare a hammer, haven't you seen that almost all the strongest people in the silver rank have come. Do you think there is anything else to do with us in this 'Slaying of the Lord's Conference'?"

As soon as Yan Xiu sat down, a sound came over, which made Yan Xiu turn his head and look.

The two undead spirits in the exchange were two silver-level zombies, and their strength had reached the ninth level of silver. Such strength was extraordinary. However, when Yan Xiu heard them say the words "the strongest of the silver-level" before, Yan Xiu clearly felt the frustration that the two zombies showed, as if the two guys were not silver-level but golden-level existences.

"Hmph, if the 'Snatching the Lord' did not allow the Golden Level to participate, how could those guys be arrogant!" One of the zombies said angrily.

"Come on, no matter which Golden Level exists can participate or not, the combat skills of the original level are not ours!" said the other zombie.
Chapter completed!