Beast Summoner

"What do you mean?" The strong man looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion.

"You are not the first undead tribesman to say such things to me, and I believe you will not be the last!" Li Zhenbang curled his lips and said with disdain.

"Hmph! If that's the case, then I will help you and let me be the last person to say such things to you!" The strong man snorted coldly, and murderous aura instantly poured out of his body. The pressure of the saint-level powerhouse was unceremonious.

He ran over Li Zhenbang, and it was obvious that he had murderous intentions.

"Your opponent is me!" Qiongqi stood between Li Zhenbang and the strong man without hesitation, remaining unmoved in the face of the strong man's pressure from the saint-level powerhouse.

"Hmph! You don't overestimate your own capabilities!" The strong man snorted coldly, and attacked Qiong Qi with his fist.

In this fight, Qiongqi took eight steps back, while the strong man only took five steps back. It seemed that after the strong man was on guard, it was not easy for Qiongqi to take advantage from the front.

"Give up! Although you are strong, you are no match for me at all. Don't make me anxious because of him, or it will cost your life!" the strong man advised.

The strong man is still very optimistic about Qiongqi. Although undead warriors generally do not use undead puppets to fight, it does not mean that they cannot use them. They just look down on ordinary undead puppets.

The Holy Warriors of the Undead are not like the magicians of the Undead. Their own strength is already very terrifying. Instead of ordering a bunch of zombie skeletons or low-level undead puppets to attack, it is better to directly defeat the opponent with one fist.

The strong man is very confident that if the living Qiongqi is made into an undead puppet with a soul, his strength will definitely not be weaker than that of an ordinary saint-level powerhouse. Such an undead puppet can be a great help, and he still likes it.

"You want my life? I want to see if you have the ability!" Qiongqi said arrogantly.

"Lao Sa, just give him to me, so that you can free your hands to take care of him." The slightly fat undead holy warrior who never made a sound said.

"Old De, what do you mean? I was attracted to this first!" The strong man known as Lao Sa glared at the fat old De.

"Lao Sa, look where you are going! Aren't I afraid that he will cause trouble for you? Besides, he also said that he is not the one who killed our disciple. In other words, that boy has more in his hands.

Strong, don’t you hope to get better?”

"If you don't want to, then you can continue to deal with him, and I will take care of that little brat. Then I won't be polite." Old De's slightly narrowed eyes flashed, and he licked his tongue, seemingly

Li Zhenbang is his real target.

"You started to divide it up so quickly, what about my share? My disciple also died in his hands. Besides, I'm here too. You won't let me come in vain, right?" He said with a pair of eagle eyes.

The dry old man couldn't bear it any longer and spoke directly.

Next, the three people began to discuss the issue of profit distribution directly in front of Li Zhenbang, the client. Obviously, in their view, Li Zhenbang was already a piece of meat on the chopping board that they could cut as they pleased.

Li Zhenbang watched them argue with great interest, blushing but saying nothing, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Gu Ci looked at Li Zhenbang. Li Zhenbang's calmness did not calm him down, but made him even more uneasy. When he thought about Li Zhenbang possibly assassinating the high priest, Gu Ci's heart beat a little faster.

Gu Ci looked at the three people who even used the death of his apprentice as a bargaining chip for their own interests, and suddenly felt a little sad.

Gu Ci was very clear to the four people who died. In order to defeat him, their master had put a lot of effort into them. Even among the disciples, these four people could be said to be the most proud disciples of the three of them.

As for Sa Lao, those who died were his two remaining disciples. Now Sa Lao has truly become a loner.

But he didn't show any sadness. In order to get some benefits, he kept using the death of the two people as an excuse to fight for the benefits with the other two people without any grace.

A thought suddenly came to Gu Ci's mind. If he was the one who died, would his teacher Gu Jun also fight for interests like them instead of avenging himself?

Gu Ci shook his head and kept reassuring himself that he wouldn't. The teacher's kindness to him was obvious to all. After his clone died, the teacher brought him a lot of precious supplements to help him recover, otherwise he wouldn't be able to

Recovered so quickly.

And every time he won a battle with the disciples in front of him, the teacher would reward him with many good things. The jade bone staff was a gift given to him by the teacher after winning one of them. If it hadn't been for the jade bone staff, I'm afraid he would have been there by now.

There are no bones left.

Thinking of the past scenes, Gu Ci seemed to be even more determined. His teacher Gu Jun was fundamentally different from the undead holy warriors in front of him. They were just a group of worms who did whatever they wanted for their own benefit, while his teacher Gu Jun was

The pillar of the undead tribe!

But for some reason, Gu Ci felt that the more determined he felt in his heart, the more discordant a voice sounded in his heart, telling him that there was no difference between his teacher Gu Jun and others, they were all the same.

Just when Gu Ci was still fighting between heaven and man, the three people over there finally made a decision and divided up the benefits.

"Boy, now we are kind enough to give you a chance to choose. You also know that what we undead tribe are best at is playing with other people's souls. Do you want to die happily, or do you want to be tortured to death by us and have your soul destroyed by us?"

Imprisoned forever." The fat old man looked at Li Zhenbang and asked with a smile.

"There must be conditions for a happy death, right?" Li Zhenbang responded with a smile, without any fear, as if he was discussing with them not his own life and death, but the life and death of others.

"Boy, let's go on the road. It's fun to talk to smart people. As long as you contribute all your contracted summoned beasts to us, we will promise not to torture you and let you die happily." Lao De's face remained unchanged.

With a harmless smile, it was as if he was chatting with Li Zhenbang.

"Is there no way to survive? I'm still young, and I don't want to die so easily!" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows.undefinedundefined

"I'm sorry, you are not from our undead clan. Your fate is doomed when you come to the God's Mansion. What's more, you killed four of our beloved disciples here. You can only apologize with death! If you are old

Be honest and obedient, then I can make an exception and let you choose your own way of death." The smile on Lao De's face became even wider.

"Really? Are you good at what you say? You are just a mouthpiece, and they are the decision-makers, right?" Li Zhenbang looked at Lao De suspiciously, obviously full of doubts about Lao De's words.

"Boy, you do have some courage. At this time, you still dare to sow discord. No wonder you dare to kill our disciples unscrupulously at the gate of the Divine Palace. Unfortunately, your approach is too childish. You really think that we have never seen the world.

Really? It's really ridiculous!" Lao De shook his head, the smile on his face never faded, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Where are you thinking? I just saw you being pushed out to speak, and I thought you were their younger brother! In our Carlo Empire, the people who spread the news are all younger brothers or minions. How can the boss personally do it?

The reason for coming forward?"

"Since you said that, does it mean that what you said is effective?" Li Zhenbang did not blush because Lao De exposed him, but continued to quibble.

"That's right, I can definitely make decisions for them!" The smile on Lao De's face was a little stiff. Li Zhenbang's words were really irritating. If he didn't want to get Li Zhenbang's other contracted summoned beasts, he wouldn't have gone with Li Zhenbang.

Li Zhenbang is talking nonsense here.

"As the saying goes, a gentleman's words are hard to follow, so you can't go back on your word! No, how can you, the undead tribe, be a gentleman? How about you swear an oath in the name of your god of death to ensure that you are not deceiving me?" Li Zhenbang was careful.

said.

The smile on Lao De's face gradually disappeared. The human being in front of him was really hateful. He didn't even use curse words when he cursed, and you couldn't find any fault with him. But in order to get the contracted summoned beast that instantly killed four of their disciples,

He decided to endure it for the time being.

"Okay, I swear in the name of the God of Death, as long as you... What's your name?" Lao De just remembered that after chatting for a long time, he still didn't know the name of the human opposite him.

"My name is Li Ran, Li from orange, apple and persimmon, Ran Ye Ran." Li Zhenbang said.

"What a mess! Li Ran, right? I swear on the name of the God of Death that as long as...Li Ran...yes, Li Ran is obedient and surrenders all the contracted summoned beasts, we will not torture his body and soul and let him die a happy death."

"Okay, I've finished swearing, you tell me! What kind of death method do you want to choose?" Lao De looked at Li Zhenbang with some displeasure.

Li Zhenbang nodded and said simply: "I choose to die of old age."

"What?" Lao De was stunned for a moment, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

"As expected, older people's ears don't work very well. I choose to die of old age!" Li Zhenbang emphasized again, his voice rising a few degrees.

"You're kidding me!" A cold light flashed in Lao De's eyes, there was no longer a smile on his face, and his voice also had a hint of coldness.

"Just die of old age! What's the big deal! As long as you hand over all your contracted summoned beasts, we will let you go, so what if you die of old age!" The dry old man behind Lao De

He spoke.

Li Zhenbang looked at the dry old man with some surprise. He didn't expect that someone could keep his composure even if he did this.

"Okay, hand over all your contracted summoned beasts!" The old man smiled at Li Zhenbang very kindly and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!" Li Zhenbang raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of ridicule.