Chapter 38: Crazy Slaughter

  It's Monday again, Laoyue strongly asks for votes, hoping that everyone will throw a few votes~~~

  "Huh? Who is this person? He actually rushed to 97th place in the last two days, what good luck! Now he can quietly wait to become a formal disciple of Huolong Palace." A nearby cultivator who was watching couldn't help but say with envy.

  "What do you know? What is luck? In this Dragon Transformation Competition, there's no such thing as luck. Hmph, don't believe me? Go try it yourself! You know nothing, didn't you see Qin Yiming's name disappear from the 98th place? This means Qin Yiming was killed by that stranger. Someone who can kill a top 100 existence, do you think it's just luck?"

  "Yes, I also know this Qin Yiming. He's the young master of a prefecture, but unfortunately, even the young master of the cave couldn't protect him in the Huálóng Grand Prix. It's really a pity that he was killed in the last two days!"

  "This person didn't make it onto the list until the last two days, what's going on?"

  Everyone started talking about it.

  Liu Yun's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he turned around and also looked at that ranking.

  Boom

  Suddenly, Liu Yun's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, his whole person radiating an unparalleled spirit, and he burst out laughing loudly: "Haha haha, Liu Jing, come quickly and see, Yang brother has made it onto the list! 97th place! Haha, I knew it, Yang brother definitely wouldn't die, he must have been accumulating strength to make a comeback!"

  Liu Jing also saw the name of the ninety-first person and a look of excitement appeared on her face.

  In the four-sided mirror, Yang Yi was extracting Qin Yiming's essence and blood. In an instant, it was refined into his bloodstream. His powerful bloodline strength was already enough to refine these four drops of essence and blood in an instant.

  Yang Yikuo did not know that his name had suddenly appeared in the rankings and had already attracted attention outside.

  "It's still not enough, I can feel it. To condense the sixth drop of essence blood, we need extremely powerful essence blood. The essence blood of ordinary cultivators is weak in both power and nutrition. We need the most powerful ones, preferably those who have been consuming countless precious medicines and elixirs since childhood."

  Yang Yi slightly licked his lips, and a wolf-like ferocity flashed in his eyes as he muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the killing must continue!"

  At this time, he almost didn't care about the ranking anymore, just thinking of killing the powerful cultivator, plundering his essence blood, and helping himself condense the sixth drop of essence blood.

  On a quiet mountain cliff, a man in green robes was chasing after four ordinary cultivators. His speed was clearly faster than the four ordinary cultivators, and he laughed loudly as he chased them: "Hehe, you're running away, let's see where you can run to! I haven't had fun for days, today you all have to die, but before you die, you still have to make me happy, haha!"

  Among these four monks, there was a plump nun who gritted her teeth and stared at the man approaching from behind, fear in her eyes.

  "Bastard, this bastard, he's been chasing us non-stop, isn't it all because of you? Don't follow us anymore, or we'll all be dead, he only wants you!"

  The leading man's face revealed a ferocious expression, and he suddenly grabbed the woman, sealing her ability to move. He then said to the pursuing man: "Wan Guiyi, this woman is yours, you don't have to pursue us to the death. You are now ranked fifty-eighth, killing us would be of no use!"

  The man was very cautious and immediately pushed the woman out, then all three of them fled frantically to a distant place.

  But Wan Gui's face turned cold as he sneered, "Daring to be disrespectful to the woman I want? The three of you are already guilty and deserve to die! Haha!"

  All returned to one, and with a flick of his finger, a terrifying gust of wind whizzed by, instantly piercing the three fleeing figures.

  The power of this unified force has far exceeded that of the ordinary Blood Condensation Fourth Order, and in its blood vessels, it is likely that a fifth drop of essence has condensed.

  After killing the three men, Wan Guiyi turned around and looked at the frightened woman, sneering: "Little beauty, I haven't had a release in over ten days, heh heh, be good, soon I'll make you feel very alive, hahaha!"

  Suddenly, the man pounced on the woman like a hungry wolf, quickly tearing at her clothes with his hands. A piece of her clothing was ripped off, revealing her smooth and delicate skin as white as snow.

  At this moment, a faint voice floated into Wangui's ear: "Do you want to have fun? The underworld has many beauties, enough for you to have fun..."

  "Who?"

  Wan Guiyi suddenly turned around, vigilantly staring at the person behind him.

  "Huh? Yang Yi, ranked ninety-seventh, you're the same Yang Yi who just killed that unlucky Qin Yiming?"

  In the last two days, there have been changes in the rankings, and these people are naturally very clear about it.

  Yang's mouth slightly curled up into a smile as he said, "Not bad, Qin Yiming is indeed quite unlucky, but you're about to become just as unlucky as him!"

  Wan's eyes flashed with a sinister intent, and his voice was low and menacing as he said: "Kid, no matter what method you used to kill Qin Yiming, but I'm completely different from him. I can kill dozens of people like Qin Yiming. Hmph, kid, now there are only two days left, we're both in the top 100 rankings, it's not worth making a move yet. If you want to make a move, fine, let's wait until the ranking tournament and see who comes out on top. But for now, we've both already made it into the top 100 and can become official disciples of Huolong Palace. Even if you're currently in first place, it doesn't mean anything, you still have to participate in the ranking tournament. My point is, you should understand!"

  Yang Yi naturally understood that if the top 100 cultivators were to meet each other, they generally wouldn't fight to the death. This was because as long as one was among the top 100, they could become an official disciple of Huolong Palace, and even getting first place now would be meaningless. Moreover, in what was to come, there would still be ten zones' worth of top 100 cultivators participating in the ranking tournament, which would truly decide their future status within Huolong Palace.

  However, Yang Yi's murderous intent did not decrease at all, and he coldly said: "I certainly know what it means, but do you know? The thing I hate most in my life is forcing women, especially ones like you. You deserve to die, you deserve to be killed!"

  Yang Yi's eyes were radiating a fierce and unhidden killing intent, Yang Xiang was taken away by Bai Yuanchen and still has not been found to this day, for such a thing, Yang Yi is deeply resentful.

  Everyone has something they detest, this is their reverse scale, touch it and you die!

  "You think you're who? Hmph, since you're looking for death, I'll grant it to you! Wan Gui Fist, die!"

  Wan Gui's face turned ferocious, and all the power of his blood vessels burst out. It seemed that the entire space was filled with his dizzying fist shadows, each punch potentially fatal. Truly terrifying, he was indeed a being condensed from five drops of essence blood.