Chapter 1454: Still a puddle of mud

Watching the sound transmission note turn into a butterfly of light and fly away, Yu Pei sighed helplessly.

The sound transmission note is really inconvenient. Not only is it inconvenient, but it is also easy to be intercepted.

I don’t know when those humans who made the communication jade slips in the lower world can ascend to the upper world to change the world.

When Ao Yong received the message, he had just made an appointment with someone for a meeting.

Hearing Yu Pei’s voice coming, he thought about it and sent a sound transmission note, "Do you know anything? If you have news, just say it in one go. The sound transmission note is inconvenient after all."

After sending the sound transmission note, he simply didn’t rush to meet with the person, but stood there waiting for Yu Pei to reply.

Yu Pei held the sound transmission note and told Ao Yong what the waiter had just told him, as well as his guess, and then let go of the sound transmission note.

This feeling is too uncomfortable. Originally, they were no different from talking face to face, but now it is no different from writing a letter.

Ao Yong watched the sound transmission note extinguished in front of him, his expression was a bit mocking.

He thought that after so many years, the God Clan had finally made progress and found something to suppress that black substance.

But he didn't expect that the solution they came up with was to transfer this thing to someone else.

Ao Yong sneered and finally went to the place they agreed on.

This time, they also tasted the taste of stealing chickens and losing rice.

When Ao Yong arrived at the agreed place, he saw three people.

The three of them were all at the peak of Xuanxian cultivation, but the aura of one of them was very messy, and there were many black spots on half of his arm, as if ink was splashed on it.

The three seemed to be talking about something, but when they saw Ao Yong coming, they immediately shut up and looked at him.

Ao Yong's aura was concealed, and at this time it was only the cultivation of the middle stage of Xuanxian. The three looked at each other, and the one standing in the middle spoke.

"Are you the one who accepted the mission?"

Ao Yong nodded, "It's me."

The other party asked again, "Are you not from the God Clan?"

Ao Yong replied, "No."

The three people on the opposite side seemed to be happier after hearing this, "Are you sure you have a golden spiritual root?"

Ao Yong used the gold attribute on the magic weapon to perform a small magic trick and successfully fooled them.

Of course, in their eyes, Ao Yong didn't need to lie to them.

Because in the upper realm, except for the God Clan, everyone else is an ant.

This time, since he came. Then...whether he has a golden spiritual root or not, he must die.

Ao Yong originally planned to listen to their rhetoric to trick the golden spiritual root cultivator into leading the black matter to himself, but he didn't expect that the three people would not say a word and directly surrounded him.

Ao Yong's eyes darkened a little when he saw this.

It turned out that they were going to use force.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The god with the ink-stained arm sighed and said, "The biggest mistake you made in your life is that you have a golden spiritual root."

Ao Yong asked again, "What's wrong with the golden spiritual root? Am I not here to help you? But the number of spiritual realms we agreed on cannot be changed."

The other party sneered at this, "Help me? You can do anything I ask you to do?"

Ao Yong nodded calmly, "Of course."

The other party smiled even more after hearing this, "Are you willing to let this black substance be drawn to you?"

If he had been obedient, they would have saved themselves from taking action.

Ao Yong didn't even move, and looked very obedient, and asked: "What do you need me to do?"

The other party saw that he was really willing to cooperate, and they all laughed, "You are a sensible person. After our clan's trial, the spiritual energy of the gold spiritual root has a certain adsorption force on these black substances after touching them. At this time, if you circulate the spiritual energy, you can attract these black substances into your body."

Ao Yong nodded, not quite understanding, "Then I... try?"

His attitude was too abnormal, and the person who spoke at the beginning stopped him, "Are you not afraid of death?"

Ao Yong sighed, "If I do what you want, maybe you can let me go, and I can live a little longer. If I don't like it, I'm afraid today will be my death... I understand..."

As soon as he said this, the three people burst into laughter.

"Well, if that's the case, then go ahead and try it."

Ao Yong stepped forward, and after approaching the god stained with black matter, he said: "Then I... will I do it now?"

When he met Ao Yong's eyes, the man suddenly felt panic for some reason, "You..."

Ao Yong laughed, "What's wrong with me? Do you want to say that you regret it?"

His attitude changed, and the man subconsciously stepped back to distance himself from him, and heard Ao Yong's voice again.

"It's too late to regret...."

The spiritual energy in his hand smashed towards the other party, and the pressure on his body also spread all over the sky, pressing the two people behind him to the ground and unable to move.

The faces of the three people changed at the same time, "Divine beast?!"

The green light in Ao Yong's hand lit up, and the three people disappeared from the spot in an instant. When the wind blew, there was no trace, as if they had never been there.

Ao Yong patted the unnecessary dust on his hands, feeling that his strength had recovered three points compared to when he first came, and he was very satisfied.

After all, he is no match for Xie Shiyuan. The other has the Gu Nian Qi Xing Dan to eat, but he has nothing. The strength that was once consumed by time now has to be restored bit by bit.