Dragon Breaking Empyrean Spell

Bai Yu Zhe immediately looked at the figure. The figure had already landed on the ground and was standing next to the One-eyed Centipede. As soon as this person appeared, he said something about giving the centipede to him. It sounded like he was discussing, but in reality, he didn't even ask for Bai Yu Zhe's opinion. It seemed like he was going to occupy it!    

    

This person's appearance was around fifty years old, and his cultivation was already at the Holy Sky Realm. It was obvious that his appearance didn't match his age! He was wearing a black robe, giving off a yellow and skinny appearance, but his eyes emitted a cold and gloomy light.    

    

Bai Yu Zhe was surprised. He wanted to attack, but he thought it would be better for him to stay low profile. Although the value of the centipede was very high, Bai Yu Zhe didn't care too much about it.    

    

His opponent was a Holy Sky Realm expert, and Bai Yu Zhe was unable to see what stage it was. If they didn't kill each other, Bai Yu Zhe's identity would immediately be exposed.    

    

The two sides had not fought yet, so they could not tell whether Bai Yu Zhe was a disciple of a cult or not. Therefore, they might as well give the centipede to the other side to avoid causing unmanageable trouble.    

    

There weren't many demonic sect martial artists that could recognize Bai Yu Zhe face to face. However, once they truly took action, Bai Yu Zhe's moves would be very unique! He would definitely be recognized in an instant...    

    

After understanding all of this, Bai Yu Zhe didn't say anything. He slightly nodded to the other party and turned around to leave.    

    

The old man quickly killed the centipede and put away the corpse in satisfaction. He turned around and looked at Bai Yu Zhe who had already left and a light flashed in his eyes.    

    

"Eh? A sub-fire dragon? With this brat's cultivation, he can actually obtain such a high-end contract beast? " This person's heart skipped a beat and his greed rose.    

    

He was also a disciple of one of the biggest sects on the side of the evil sect, the Poison Soul Sect's Elder Liao Qing. He didn't go with the sect to fight, but was one of the experts that stayed behind.    

    

Although a Demonic Sect martial artist could be said to be moving with their nests, it was impossible for them to leave nothing behind. Liao Qing was one of them.    

    

Originally, before the Palace Master of the Demon God Palace, Helian Xie Yue, had given the order that the remaining warriors of the Demon Sect, regardless of which sect they were from, were not to kill each other.    

    

Although the evil sect martial artists seemed to have more definite leaders than the righteous martial artists, they were not like the people in Skysplit Tower. As long as it was not some big matter, they would not care.    

    

But in truth, the rules of the Demon God Palace were much more limited. On the side of martial artists from demonic sects, the chances of them killing each other were much higher.    

    

Liao Qing, however, had already become greedy. Although a sub-dragon wasn't a real dragon, it was actually a rare beast. After all, a real dragon hadn't appeared for hundreds of thousands of years.    

    

In terms of value, subspecies dragons were also very high. They were both rank 8 beasts, but Bai Yu Zhe's little fire dragon was much more valuable than the One-eyed Centipede. Whether it was in terms of strength or other aspects, there was no comparison.    

    

Thinking to this point, Liao Qing could no longer care about Helian Xie Yue's orders. In any case, he had only killed a single person in the Blood Thunder Mountain Range. No one would know about this!    

    

"Brat, why don't you sell your fire dragon to this old man?" Liao Qing hurriedly chased after Zhang Xuan, but at the same time, he spoke up once more. However, looking at his killing intent, he had no intention of buying it.