"Not enough... I sacrificed all the pills, but it's not enough." Xiangtong looked at the flying sword in her hand and said, "What should I do? If this continues, I can only use this..." She turned her head and looked at Hai Yi: "Hai Yi, do you have pills at home? Or are there any other valuable things?"

"Can I lend it to me? I will definitely pay it back to you later."

Seeing Xiangtong staring at her and feeling the other party's sincere gaze, Hai Yi was about to agree, but when he thought about the amount of sacrifice he would have to sacrifice tomorrow, he couldn't agree. He subconsciously turned his head: "I'll have to sacrifice tomorrow too...why do you go back and look for something else?"

"No! I have tried it all, unless it is a valuable thing like magic weapons, elixirs, heaven and earth treasures, ordinary homes, walls, and stones, to complete the sacrifice!"

Xiangtong begged and shouted, "Hai Yi! Please lend it to me, okay! Just this time..."

"I'm sorry." Hai Yi shook his head, pushed away the other party's palm, and quickly left with a sense of guilt.

When I turned my head, I saw Xiangtong's somewhat desperate face slowly disappearing into the darkness.

After returning to his home, Haiyi walked into the practice room and touched his forehead. The soul power and the ring in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to blend more: "You will never be taken away."

Next he started practicing again: ‘Efficiency is far more than it is! Yes, as long as I have this treasure, my path to cultivation can continue!’

When he met Xiangtong again on the field of Daluo Tianlundao the next day, Hai Yi found that the other party looked radiant and did not look like the hysterical look yesterday.

Seeing Xiang Tong use the flying sword on the ring and still defeating the opponent with crushing force, Hai Yi became even more confused: "Didn't you sacrifice the flying sword? Then what did she sacrifice yesterday? It doesn't look like the magic weapon was taken away."

On this day, Daluo Tiandao ended. Hai Yi and Xiangtong were praised by everyone just like a few days ago. Even their respective fathers called them over, praised them, encouraged them to continue their efforts, and gave them a batch of elixirs.

This feeling of starry sky-rocking for a long time made Hai Yi excited and nostalgic, wishing that time could stop at this moment forever.

As soon as he got home, Haiyi couldn't wait to sacrifice all the pills he gave, but...

"...It's still not enough... It's still a little bit... I've sacrificed 20,000 points yesterday, that's enough. Is it worth 40,000 today?"

Hai Yi stroked the ring affectionately, and the next moment he looked fierce, and ran to the sewer directly. He sacrificed the filth all night before finally meeting the standards and retained the magic weapon in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then he seized the time to practice, and felt the feeling of his soul and body blending with the help of the ring. He was truly satisfied: "That's it. If you continue, I will definitely break through to the seventh level."

When he participated in the Daluotian Discussion on Taoism the next day, an immortal god looked at him strangely: "Brother Hai Yi? Are you okay?"

At this moment, Hai Yi looked a little depressed, especially as if he was suppressed by an invisible mountain, giving people a feeling of breathlessness.

In fact, this is true. When Hai Yi thought that the things to be sacrificed today had not yet been settled, he felt like a stone was pressing on his heart, and there was a heavy pressure on him.

Hai Yi's eyes swept, looking for Xiangtong's location: "How is she? She should have sacrificed more yesterday than me."

Suddenly he paused and did not find Xiangtong, but instead saw Zhou Bai.

At this moment, Zhou Bai looked sunny and noticed Hai Yi's gaze, and waved with a smile.

Hai Yi snorted coldly and turned his face: "Ignorance, I will be able to surpass you soon."

Once again, he stepped onto the ring and easily defeated the other party, enjoying the praise and envious look, Hai Yi felt a little satisfied.

But when he walked off the arena and was alone, the pressure like a mountain of Tai was shrouded again.

"Twenty thousand the day before yesterday, forty thousand yesterday... Do you need something worth 80,000 points today?" Hai Yi suddenly hugged his head: "A seven-level magic weapon can only have 100,000 points... Where can I get 80,000 points? Do you have to give up?"

Hai Yi looked at the soul armed forces in the sea of ​​consciousness and immediately shook his head: "No, I will never let the soul armed forces be taken back."

"Think about a way, think about a way..."

That afternoon, Hai Yi was invited by Xiang Haochu and went to attend a dinner at Xiang Haochu's house that night.

Originally, Hai Yi had a good relationship with the other party, but since Hai Yi's strength has not improved for several years and has almost stagnated, Xiang Haochu's relationship with him has gradually become distant.

'Xiang Haochu is the son of Marshal of Lei's tribe, and he has a lot of good things in his family.'

‘If I could get some out.’

‘But what if I find out? Or borrow some?’

Hai Yi looked at the slowly floating soul armour in the sea of ​​consciousness, and gradually showed a greedy expression: "How can you be taken back?"

So that night, Hai Yi took advantage of the dinner and pulled Xiang Haochu out alone and proposed to borrow a batch of elixirs.

Hai Yi: "Brother Xiang, as long as I have this batch of elixirs, I will definitely reach the seventh level in the past two days."

Xiang Haochu narrowed his eyes: "How much do you want?"

After hearing what Hai Yi said, Xiang Haochu suddenly glared: "So many? Are you crazy?"

Hai Yi felt that he had never seemed so sincere and determined in his life.

He stared at Xiang Haochu with his eyes and said seriously: "Brother Xiang, as long as you give me this batch of elixirs, I will definitely reach the seventh level in the past two days. After I reach the seventh level, I will listen to you."

At this moment, Hai Yi felt every nerve in his heart trembling, as if all his energy and spirit were integrated into this sentence.

"Everyone listens to me?" Xiang Haochu looked at the other party's eyes and felt a sense of sincerity that he had never felt in Hai Yi before.

"Hai Yi, this is the first time I have seen such a firm look in your eyes. It seems that you are indeed serious about this matter."

Xiang Haochu thought about it for a while and said, "You can listen to me whatever you say, what if I want you to fight the immortal?"

Hai Yi was slightly stunned and immediately wanted to say no, but looked at Xiang Haochu's smiling expression, and was slightly stunned.

If it was Hai Yi in the past, he would definitely refuse at this moment, but now Hai Yi looked at the ring slowly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, swallowed a saliva, and said suddenly: "Brother Xiang, I will listen to you in everything."

Looking at Hai Yi's eyes with a look of excitement, Xiang Haochu's eyes showed admiration: "Don't be nervous, I'm joking."

"Hai Yi, I will believe you once. After all, you are also a genius. Your relatives and friends are all in Central City. I believe you won't play with me. I will prepare the elixir you want in a while."

"You break through the seventh realm first, let's talk about other things."

An hour later, Hai Yi walked back to his home with an excited look on his face: "It's done, so there will be no problem with today's sacrifice."

He rubbed his eyebrows and touched the ring in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"But what to do tomorrow?"

Thinking of this, a hint of worries flashed across Hai Yi's face.

With this little trouble, he opened the door and walked in, and instantly felt an abnormal surge of inspiration.

"Formation?"

In the darkness, Xiangtong's ferocious face showed up: "Control him!"

In the other corner, Iwamori rushed out: "Don't let him escape."

In the darkness, Hai Yi felt that his body seemed to be caught by countless soul powers. He wanted to resist hard, but he could not move at all.

Haiyi said in surprise: "My baby!"

A stream of violence invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and pulled towards his ring.

Someone said angrily: "Kill him!"

Someone said greedily: "I'll sacrifice him!"

At this moment, black mucus poured out at some point, covering the walls of the room.

A dark figure wrapped in mucus, like a liquid, slowly walked out of the wall.

Xiangtong was startled: "The beautiful boy buried?!"

"You...can you leave the construction site?"

A sigh came from the darkness that could not be seen directly.

"Man, I have given you the torch of progress, but will you only use him to burn the same kind?"

The black liquid on the wall suddenly changed and had turned into countless twisted words. With just one glance, people couldn't help but read it.
Chapter completed!