Zhao Yi's emergency electricity exploded at the Army-Breaker Bureau Command Center.
Lei Qianjue is not here.
He went to the headquarters for a meeting early this morning.
The one left behind is his assistant, Seventh-Rank Martial Emperor Chen Feng.
Chen Feng grabbed the microphone of the communication station with an ugly expression on his face.
"Speak clearly! Are you sure it's Lord-Class Demon-Human?"
Zhao Yi's rapid breathing came from the communicator. "Confirm! The formation of that group of Demon-Human has absolute organizational discipline, and the skirmishers are even covering the main force! There is definitely the leader's lair in the direction that Li Zhengyang is chasing!"
There was dead silence in the hall for a second.
Lord-Class.
That is not an ordinary Sixth-Rank Martial Artist Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Demon-Human, that is the existence of Martial Emperor in the later stage or even the peak, a monster that is only one step away from Overlord-Class.
Two years ago, a Demon-Human broke through the Overlord-Class, which directly caused the destruction of all three Army-Breaker Bureau teams. Even the deputy director who went to support was seriously injured and nearly died.
Now, this thing has popped up again.
Once it successfully steps into Overlord-Class outside the wall, the entire Northern Frontier and Defense Line will be torn open.
"Thunder Venerable is not here, can't wait!"
Chen Feng pushed the seat in front of him and gave the order in a hoarse voice, "Send the order! Army-Breaker Bureau All battalion brigade, including combat personnel in the logistics sequence, rush out of the wall to support C7 Zone!"
He squeezed the communicator tightly and shouted to the whole channel, "All teams, try to advance to the target coordinates! If you find that Blood Demon has broken through to Overlord-Class... you must withdraw! Don't hesitate! Withdraw immediately!"
Everyone in the hall knew what this order meant.
If there is a breakthrough, Martial Emperor present will be in vain.
"I have sent an urgent call with the highest level of encryption to Thunder Venerable."
"Move quickly! Drive all the chariots out for me!"
Command Center's despair and anxiety, Li Zhengyang knows nothing about.
He wasn't even interested in knowing.
"Chi."
Li Zhengyang holds Abyssfall Dragon Spear with one hand and shakes his wrist.
The spear turned into a bolt of lightning and directly penetrated the shoulder of the second Demon-Human who turned around and wanted to run.
The terrifying penetrating power of Dragon Fang Armor-Piercer makes this Demon-Human's alloy-like body become a decoration.
The penetrating force took its body off the ground and nailed it to the rock wall with a thud.
Demon-Human's limbs were hanging in the air and waving wildly, and dark black blood flowed down the stone wall.
Li Zhengyang didn't even look at it.
He strode towards the last Demon-Human, grabbed its neck with his left hand, pressed it hard on the rock surface, and stepped on its chest with his right foot.
"Now, you are left."
Li Zhengyang looked at it condescendingly, without any fluctuation in his voice.
The last one, Demon-Human, was so frightened that its liver and gallbladder broke apart. The proud bone spurs on its back fell limply, with only the ultimate fear of death in its vertical pupils. It shivered and tightly hugged the bag filled with Blood-Soul Pearl with both hands.
"I say! I say anything! Don't kill me!"
"What is this?" Li Zhengyang exerted a slight force on his feet.
"Crack."
Demon-Human's sternum snapped in two pieces, and it let out a shrill scream.
"It's Blood-Soul Pearl! It's a tribute to Lord Blood Demon!"
Demon-Human was so painful that his facial features were distorted and he was vomiting blood. "We took out the Blood Qi of human Martial Warrior and refined them into these Blood-Soul Pearl..."
It blew everything away in one fell swoop.
"Blood Demon What do you want this thing for?"
Li Zhengyang's tone was cold and hard.
"Breakthrough! Master Blood Demon is currently stuck in Half-Step Martial Venerable. As long as it absorbs this batch of Blood-Soul Pearl, it can completely cross that threshold and become Overlord-Class! That is what you humans call...Martial Venerable!"
Overlord-Class, Martial Venerable.
Li Zhengyang's eyes changed.
A Half-Step Martial Venerable level Demon-Human, how much is its Demonic Core worth?
It is absolutely no problem to increase the price several times. If this thing is sold, it will be a real wave of profit.
"S-Sir, I have said everything..."
Demon-Human looked at Li Zhengyang's red eyes and thought that he was extremely angry and was still desperately trying to survive.
Li Zhengyang said nothing.
He bent down directly and snatched the bag that Demon-Human was holding tightly in his arms.
Demon-Human was stunned for a moment and his hands were empty.
"Pfft."
Li Zhengyang pulled out Dragon Spear from the rock wall and swept back.
Without any hesitation.
The gun blade drew an arc and cut off Demon-Human's neck cleanly.
Li Zhengyang kicked the headless corpse on the ground and shoved Abyssfall Dragon Spear to the side.
He shook the bag in his hand and opened it.
As soon as the mouth of the bag was opened, a strong smell of Blood Qi came out.
A pile of beads the size of pigeon eggs rolled out of it.
The surface shimmered with light, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose several degrees.
Li Zhengyang poured them into the palm of his hand and counted them.
Ten.
Blood-Soul Pearl, the estimated black market value is two million each.
Ten pills equals twenty million.
A total of 20 million Great Xia yuan.
In addition to Demonic Core who came all the way today, I will make a lot of money today by cheating!
Li Zhengyang's mouth corners couldn't stop rising.
He swept ten Blood-Soul Pearl into the storage space without ceremony.
Then he walked to the three headless corpses, cut open the chest cavity with his hands and feet, and put Demonic Core into the bag.
No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat and must not be wasted.
"Perfect finish."
Li Zhengyang clapped his hands with satisfaction, picked up Abyssfall Dragon Spear, and turned around to leave.
The moment he turned around.
"Buzz, buzz!"
There was a sudden vibration from the waist of the corpse on the ground.
Li Zhengyang stopped.
He looked down and saw a bead, which was glowing red at the moment.
Li Zhengyang walked back and picked it up.
As soon as I got it, a Demon-Human voice came out of the bead:
"Third brother! Have you gathered all the tributes from your group? Lord Blood Demon is already preparing for retreat at Blood Pool, and we are urging you very hard!"
"Blood-Soul Pearl from the next three groups will be delivered to Bone Pagoda in half an hour. Please withdraw it immediately after the handover. It seems that there is some trouble coming from the outside!"
The sound stopped suddenly.
Underground Bone Pagoda returned to deathly silence.
Li Zhengyang held Abyssfall Dragon Spear's hand and slowly let it go.
Are there three more groups behind?
Delivered in half an hour?
His head slowly turned back to the eerie bone altar.
He changed his mind.
Greedy light burst out from those eyes again.
The legs that had already stepped forward to retreat suddenly retreated back.
"Three groups."
Li Zhengyang licked his dry lips.
Isn't this money running here with its own legs?
Not to mention the "Overlord-Class" Blood Demon who was in retreat and preparing to break through.
"Half an hour." Li Zhengyang murmured to himself.
"Bang."
He trampled the communication beads on the ground to pieces.
"I was planning to leave."
He picked up Dragon Spear, walked to the shadow of a huge rock next to Bone Pagoda, and found a comfortable place to sit down, "But the God of Wealth insists on adding time. If you refuse, you will be punished by Heaven's Retribution."
He stared quietly at the entrance of the canyon.
Any potential crisis, any Blood Demon breakthrough and tearing Defense Line, were all forgotten by him.
All he sees now is money.