Li Zhengyang landed steadily.
Sea of Consciousness is fully opened, and every detail of the terrain below is revealed.
Five Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon are trying their best to escape.
"Still running?"
Li Zhengyang flicked his right hand.
Heavenly Dipper Flying Blades tears apart the fog and seals Soul Demon's retreat.
Puff puff puff!
Knife net strangulation.
The two Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon couldn't avoid it and shattered on the spot.
Two Soul Crystal dropped.
Li Zheng copied Soul Crystal into his pocket.
"One million is in hand."
The remaining three Soul Demon were completely frightened, gave up Psychic Pierce, and plunged into the black mud at the bottom of Rift Valley.
"Playing dead?"
He held Dragon Spear tightly and stared at the quagmire of bubbles under his feet, feeling happy.
Lift the gun, tip down.
"Thunderfall! Get up!"
Boom!
The highest command conference room at the headquarters.
Bang!
Chu Xiong slapped the table.
"Nonsense! It's just nonsense!"
He pointed at the monitoring screen covered with snowflakes and cursed, "That's the core cliff of Soul Demon Abyss! The seal is loosened! He's a Martial Venerable Realm boy, can he jump whenever he wants?"
The screen is a blind spot.
After Li Zhengyang jumped off Rift Valley, the magnetic field intensity exploded and the probe was completely useless.
Lu Anguo was spinning in circles in the conference room.
"Old Qin, what a fart! If this kid gets caught in it, our national destiny Great Xia will be completely ruined!"
Qin Zhan stared at the black screen, holding back a sentence: "Lei Qianjue is not guarding outside?"
"Hold on, Lei Qianjue's little telekinesis resistance reaches the sky in the middle. How dare he jump off a cliff?"
Chu Xiong stared.
Qin Zhan knocked on the table and interrupted with a sound.
"Okay. Li Zhengyang is an evil boy. If he dares to jump, he must have some skills."
"The backup plan I arranged should be at the outer edge considering the time."
Chu Xiong was stunned. "What kind of backup plan?"
Qin Zhan's face is full of pain.
"What other backup plan can I use? In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong in this operation, I spent a lot of money to hire a Psychic Master team from the Raven Association."
"Raven Association? Those arrogant people who are obsessed with money?" Lu Anguo gasped, "How much did you spend?"
"Twenty billion." Qin Zhan gritted his teeth, "Plus a 30% commission for this production Soul Crystal."
No one said a word in the conference room.
20 billion, plus 30% commission.
The profession of telekinesis masters is scarce, and their nostrils are always pointed in the sky. Let them take action, and they will be able to provide for you.
Chu Xiong pouted. "Money is a trivial matter. As long as we can get Li Zhengyang out safely, it's worth 20 billion. But Raven's group of people have a very bad temper."
Soul Demon Abyss peripheral.
"Ah sneeze!"
Zhang Tie rubbed his nose, spit out blood foam, and sat down on the stone.
Lei Qianjue held the long sword and stared at the red mist area ahead.
Li Zhengyang has been jumping for almost ten minutes.
There was no movement inside.
The members of the first squadron were all meditating and adjusting their breaths outside. The mental oppression just now had really tortured these tough guys.
"Thunder Venerable, you really don't want to go in and take a look?" Zhang Tie couldn't sit still.
Lei Qianjue rolled his eyes.
"You go? You can't even hold on for three seconds when you go in."
At this time, the sound of the hover car's engine came from behind.
Three armored vehicles drove into the perimeter and stopped dozens of meters away.
The car door popped open.
Six men in robes stepped out of the car.
The leading man was in his thirties and was not wearing any mental protection.
He crossed his arms and glanced at the members of the first squadron who were meditating on the floor, and finally looked at Lei Qianjue.
"Hey, isn't this Thunder Venerable?"
The man stepped forward, deliberately avoiding the black mud on the ground.
"With so many people, you can't even clear the entire perimeter?"
Zhang Tie stood up suddenly and raised his heavy shield.
"Wu Ao! What the hell did you fart!"
Wu Ao, Raven Association Captain of the fourth team, Fifth-Rank Martial Artist Psychic Master.
He glanced sideways at Zhang Tie and smiled.
"A martial artist is a martial artist. He has brute strength, but when faced with a mental attack, he has to lie on the ground and act like a cow."
The telekinesis masters behind him followed suit, with contempt on their faces.
Lei Qianjue Press Zhang Tie's shoulders and stop the person.
"Headquarters sent you here?"
Wu Ao touched the guild badge on his chest.
"Minister Qin paid 20 billion in cash, plus 30% of the Soul Crystal profit, and asked us to wipe your ass."
He pointed to the red mist area ahead.
"There's a kid who doesn't know the heights of the world and rushes in, right?"
"Thunder Venerable, this kind of high-risk task should be handed over to our professionals as soon as possible."
Wu Ao turned to look at the red mist, feeling the strong magnetic field escaping in the air, and became excited.
"With such a strong magnetic field, there must be high-level Soul Demon above Seventh-Rank Martial Artist."
"Thunder Venerable, you just stay outside. Our team will take over the things inside."
Zhang Tie was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"Don't be too crazy, Minister Li is also Psychic Master."
Wu Ao happily slaps the thigh directly.
"Psychic Master?"
"Why do cats and dogs dare to call themselves Psychic Master? This kid's brain must have been sucked dry by Soul Demon right now."
He waved his hands behind him.
"Let's go, brothers, go in and fish out that kid's body for delivery, and collect Soul Crystal from it. Minister Qin's money is so profitable."
Six Psychic Master activate telekinesis at the same time.
The robes moved automatically without wind, and the invisible spiritual barrier enveloped them in all directions.
Wu Ao takes the lead into the red fog area.
Zhang Tie spat. "What the hell."
Lei Qianjue was actually happy.
He thrust the long sword into the ground and leaned it against the stone.
"Okay, let them go."
Zhang Tie was stunned. "Thunder Venerable, aren't you afraid that they will steal Minister Li's limelight?"
Lei Qianjue snorted.
"Stealing the limelight? Is that kid the one who suffers the loss?"
"When these people went in, I don't know why they were crying."
Soul Demon Abyss middle section, Rift Valley edge.
Wu Ao led five team members and pushed all the way to the edge of the cliff.
The further inside I went, the more I felt in my heart.
"Captain, something is wrong."
A team member looked at the empty red mist around him, "There's not even a low-level Soul Demon? Not only are there no monsters, there's not even a Soul Crystal scumbag."
Wu Ao frowned.
The ground is full of scorched black marks struck by lightning, as well as sharp cutting and breaking marks.
It is obvious that a one-sided massacre occurred here.
Moreover, the people who cleaned the battlefield were extremely stingy, even scraping off a layer of the ground.
"Is that guy really Psychic Master? More professional than us?"
Wu Ao shook his head and quickly got rid of this ridiculous idea.
Impossible.
I have seen the famous Psychic Master myself, but I have never heard of him.
He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down.
The black fog below is rolling violently, and the magnetic field intensity has soared to a terrifying level.
"What a strong mental disturbance!"
Wu Ao's eyes are bright.
"There is definitely a big guy down there! If Soul Crystal were revealed, one piece could be sold for tens of millions!"
He turned to look at the team members and rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Prepare to form a formation! No matter what is underneath, when it comes up, just use Psychic Spike Net to strangle it!"
The five team members quickly dispersed and took their positions.
The Psychic Power of six people intertwined in mid-air, forming a huge invisible net that blocked the entire Rift Valley exit.
"Come on, baby." Wu Ao stared at the bottom of the cliff and licked his lips.
Suddenly!
A shrill howl came from the bottom of the cliff.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist below Rift Valley was instantly torn apart by a stream of air.
"Boom!"
A group of red shadows soared into the sky like crazy from the bottom of the cliff.
Wu Ao Take a closer look.
That's a Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon!
Half of this monster's head was missing, its body was riddled with holes, and it was trying to escape upwards.
"Big stuff! Brothers are big stuff!"
Wu Ao was overjoyed.
"Catch it!"
The six people exerted their strength at the same time, Psychic Spike Net fiercely covered the seriously injured Soul Demon.
Soul Demon was already being chased in a panic and bumped into the Internet, letting out a manic roar on the spot.
Wu Ao Veins popped up on his forehead.
"Hold it! It's dying!" He yelled, trying his best to squeeze out his telekinesis.
Just when they were about to close the net and hit the target.
Below the cliff bottom.
A stream of dark gold stepped on the cliff and rushed up.
"Run? Did I let you run away?"
The roar shook Wu Ao's ears.
I saw a figure holding a lightning spear in his hand, smashing the fog around Soul Demon.
Twelve flying knives pulled out afterimages in mid-air.
Instantly chopped up Psychic Spike Net of Wu Ao and others.
"Pfft!"
The flying knife cut into Soul Demon's body without any hindrance, stirring wildly.
Immediately afterwards.
Li Zhengyang fell from the sky, the spear in his hand was rounded, and he hit the remaining half of Soul Demon's head hard!
"Die to me!"
Boom!
Under the stunned gazes of six Psychic Master.
Soul Demon's figure exploded into spots of light all over the sky.
A Soul Crystal fell to the ground with a clatter.
Li Zhengyang clapped his hands and then turned his head.
He looked at Raven Squad who was frozen in place like six wooden posts.
The scene was dead silent.
Li Zhengyang tilted his head and stared at the silver robes they were wearing.
"Hey, there is also a humanoid Soul Demon."
Wu Ao trembled all over and stammered.
"We are not Soul Demon."
"I... we are sent by the headquarters for support..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Li Zhengyang weighed Dragon Spear in his hand, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"Since it's not Soul Demon, then it's just here to grab monsters, right?
Saying that, he stretched out his hand.
"If you fail to snatch monsters, you will have to pay mental damages."