Seeking immortality.

Chapter 1428
Suddenly, without the slightest sign, a wave of void suddenly appeared in this seemingly desolate place.

Then a white cat came into view.

It looks very cute at first glance, but the white cat's expression is a bit sluggish, giving people the impression that it has suffered a serious injury.

"hateful!"

After the white cat appeared, it staggered and almost fell.

His face was also very anthropomorphic, revealing a trace of anger and pain: "I didn't expect that Old Devil Xue is still alive."

"The ungrateful fellow."

"Master's treasure must not fall into the hands of these ungrateful villains. Unfortunately, my current strength is not one-tenth of what it was when I was in my prime. Otherwise, those guys are just a bunch of clowns."

"It's true that the dragon swims in the shallows and is bullied by shrimps, and the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs."

The white cat actually sighed a few words with a sad expression.

Then he sighed: "Forget it, complaining is useless."

"Those guys will never let themselves go."

"The most urgent thing is to find a way to run farther and recover from the injury, and then come back to seek revenge on them."

"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

"I didn't expect that Old Devil Xue is still alive. Even if I recover from my injuries, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat them. So what should I do?"

"Meow."

It held its little head with its paws, looking very distressed.

However, at this moment, the sound of piercing through the air entered the ears, followed by the sound of a sneer.

"Don't worry about it here, do you think you will have a chance in the future?"

"Meow?"

The white cat suddenly raised its head, its beautiful eyes revealed a look of vigilance, looking for prestige, a middle-aged monk in a gray robe came into its sight.

The white cat immediately bowed its body, with an expression of anger and fear on its face. This gray-robed monk was one of the five cultivators of the Tongxuan period who besieged it just now.

Originally not afraid.

However, at this moment, he was seriously injured, and there was not much mana left in his body, so to put it bluntly.

Basically the equivalent of fish on a chopping board.

It couldn't help but start beating drums in its heart, but it naturally knew that it must not show weakness at this time.

So the white cat's face showed a bit of sarcasm in an anthropomorphic way: "You are so bold, you dare to chase me alone, is it because you are impatient and want to die?"

"Hmph, stop bluffing here."

However, the other party was not so easily intimidated by him, and spoke with a playful look on his face.

"Don't think that I don't know your current reality. You are now at the end of your battle. Although there is only one Gu, you can never be my opponent."

"How about it, are you going to be tied up now and suffer less pain, or are you going to fight to the end, suffer some hardships first, and then I will capture you alive?"

Seeing the other party's smug face, as if he had really become a fish on his chopping board, the white cat couldn't help but fly into a rage.

Roar!
A growl.

Immediately, surging devilish energy swarmed from its body surface, and it was obvious that it was about to transform into a fighting monster again.

The gray-robed monk could see clearly, and quickly sacrificed his own treasure, with a look of fear on his face.

Don't look at him speaking calmly, as if he is sure of victory.

In fact, these remarks are all just speculations, and they are all heard from the ancestors.

As for whether this is really the case, in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

In other words, it's nothing more than a bluff right now.

At this moment, seeing the white cat was angered by him and wanted to change into a fighting form, he was now alone, and he was actually quite afraid in his heart.

I'm afraid that if it's not like what the ancestor said, and he angers this guy in front of him, but no one helps him, wouldn't he be doomed?
Thoughts turned in his mind, his heart was beating drums, and his forehead was already covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.

His gaze had locked onto the white cat.

He is not prepared to fight to the death with the other party.

If this guy still retains most of his strength, then he will leave here without hesitation.

Although you want to get the appreciation and rewards from the ancestors, you have to live to enjoy them. If you spend your life here just for meritorious service, then the gain is really not worth the loss.

He was already prepared to oil the soles of his shoes immediately if something went wrong.

But the next scene made the gray-robed monk's eyes widen in astonishment.

I saw a strong demonic energy escaping from the white cat, and it was about to change into a fighting form again.

However, to his surprise, this process only lasted halfway, and then he returned without success, the demon energy dissipated, and the white cat remained at its original size, and did not change into a fighting form as he wished.

"This……"

The gray-robed monk was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.

I saw him leaning forward and backward with a smile, and the expression on his face was even more complacent.

"I just said that you are at the end of your strength, but you still don't know how to live or die. You want to bluff in front of me."

"Okay, now you've got your stuff out, I'll give you another chance, obediently tie your hands up, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Meow, damn it."

The white cat was startled and angry.

Although there was a flash of panic in his eyes, of course he would not be so stupid and obeyed the other party's orders.

It's just that it has a very anthropomorphic look of sadness flashing across its face.

Back then, even the immortal cultivators in the later stages of the tribulation were submissive and respectful when facing themselves.

But since the master was plotted against by that despicable villain, and his own strength has been greatly reduced due to this, his current combat effectiveness is not as good as one-tenth of that year, and he was seriously injured in front of him, making the situation even more dangerous.

But he will never give up!

How could he be caught by this guy in front of him?

In any case, we must find a way to escape from birth.

"Stop daydreaming!"

Seemingly seeing what the white cat was thinking, the gray-robed monk stopped talking, anyway, the other party was seriously injured, so he didn't have any scruples now, taking down the guy in front of him was a great achievement.

The ancestor has always been generous in his actions, and rewards are definitely indispensable.

So he sacrificed his treasure without hesitation, and fiercely hit the white cat.

A trace of grief and indignation flashed in the white cat's eyes.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, he still refused to admit defeat and tried his best to resist.

However, his injuries are too serious, and he can't even condense his mana. How can he resist a strong enemy?

Seeing that the flying sword was close at hand, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then the treasure started to spin around in the void.

Turning faster and faster, streaks of spiritual light bloomed from its surface.

Afterwards, the aura turned into a rope, and it seemed that it wanted to tie the white cat up.

(End of this chapter)