Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 318: Followers of 10 little kings, bone rotten sparrows, with 9 infant blood…
This creature is similar to the human race, but with a pair of rotten wings on its back.
He was full of lifelessness, and he smelled of rotting corpses, which was a bit nauseating.
However, this place is full of burial life, and I don't feel any discomfort.
They looked at this creature, and their faces were surprised.
"It is Quetian, he is the young supreme entourage of the Fallen Feathers."
"It's really Quetian, he is also competing for the yin and yang divine fruit."
"There is nothing to argue about, he can definitely beat the crowd."
Seeing this creature named Quetian, the faces of young masters from the iron bones and the Qinggui tribe around him are not very pretty.
This Quetian has a great origin.
"This time I originally came here only for the yin and yang divine fruit. I didn't expect to encounter an outside creature. The young master absolutely likes this kind of blood food." Que Tian said in a cold tone.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't get angry.
Because in his eyes, Quetian is already dead.
"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cang Yue.
Cang Yue's face was ugly and said: "His name is Quetian, and his body is a bone-roting sparrow. His strength is enough to rank among the top five among the younger generation in the Yin and Underworld."
"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is the young king of the Fallen Feather tribe, a follower of the Son of Fallen Feather."
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat and asked: "The Son of Fallen Feather, is he strong?"
"Very strong, one of the ten little kings." Cang Yue's tone was very solemn.
"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard a new message.
Cang Yue explained: "The so-called ten little kings are the ten most outstanding young kings in the ten territories of the burial soil, and the Son of Fallen Feather is the young king of my Yin and Underworld."
"For so many years, there have been many Tianjiao who wanted to challenge the king of the Fallen Feather Son, but they were all miserably defeated. His king status is unshakable."
Cang Yue's two-sentence explanation is enough to show how powerful this Fallen Feather Saint Son is.
It is definitely the pinnacle of the young generation of Eternal Burial Ground.
Looking at the outside world, that is the top immortal heir.
"Furthermore, the Fallen Feathers behind him are also very strong. The Fallen Feathers Burying Emperor is also the domain master of my Yin Ming domain."
After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao understood.
In a word, the Fallen Feather Clan is the emperor of the Yin Ming Realm.
Any member of the Fallen Feather Clan can walk sideways in the Underworld, no one dares to provoke.
Although this Quetian is not a member of the Fallen Feather tribe, he is a follower of the Son of Fallen Feather.
It's no wonder that Cang Yue has such an ugly and desperate expression.
"Sister..." Cang Xue's face turned paler.
Obviously, when there is a short period of time to participate, the chance of others wanting to get the yin and yang divine fruit is greatly reduced.
"It doesn't matter, we still have Brother Gu Chi, he is also the top ten arrogant man in the Yin Ming domain." Cang Yue comforted.
At this moment, Gu Chi's expression is very unnatural.
There was a faint look of fear in the eyes.
If you knew Quetian would come, he would never come.
"Gu Chi, you are a defeated general, dare you come to be ashamed?" Que Tian turned to Gu Chi.
For him, Jun Xiaoyao is already in his bag, and he can harvest it anytime.
"Que Tian, don't speak too badly." Although Gu Chi is retorting, everyone can tell that he lacks confidence.
Cang Yue's heart also hangs.
Que Tian didn't have much interest in Gu Chi, he looked at Jun Xiaoyao, wondering if it should be suppressed first.
At this time, in the depths of the basin, two gass of yin and yang erupted and flowed, and a wave of waves spread.
"Forget it, complete the task of the little lord, first capture the yin and yang divine fruit, and then deal with this outside human race." Que Tian said.
The rest of the iron bone family, the green ghost family, and other creatures think so.
The yin and yang fruit is the most important.
"The battle for the divine fruit has begun." The old man of the Cang family said.
"Brother Gu Chi, please." Cang Yue said.
It was Cang Yue, Jun Xiaoyao, and Gu Chi who entered the Yin-Yang Soul Lake this time.
As for Cangxue, she is not in good health and cannot participate in the competition, so she can only wait outside.
If she can't get the yin and yang fruit this time, then she won't be able to wait for the next result.
Because Cang Yue didn't know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength, she didn't put the bet on Jun Xiaoyao either.
But she knew Gu Chi's strength, even in the face of Que Tian, she was qualified to confront.
"I...try my best." Gu Chi said with a guilty conscience.
Compared with the determination at the beginning, Gu Chi feels guilty at this moment.
Jun Xiaoyao and others moved in their footsteps and stepped into it.
Cang Xue and others were watching the battle outside.
The young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also set off.
Gong Minglan and Quetian also acted.
In the depths of the basin, there is a pool with a radius of thousands of feet.
The entire pool, like Tai Chi, is clearly divided into black and white areas.
In the center of the two areas, there is a sacred tree with a height of hundreds of feet.
It is the yin and yang sacred tree.
At this moment, on the sacred tree of yin and yang, one after another, the fruits of yin and yang are hanging on the branches.
These fruits are half black and half white, and they look quite strange. Roughly counting, there are about ten.
Outside the Yin and Yang Soul Lake, one after another figures appeared.
Those who are buried in the earth, see the yin and yang fruit on the yin and yang sacred tree, their eyes flashed with brilliance.
The yin and yang divine fruit has the power to transform life and death.
For the burial creatures, this is an irresistible temptation.
"The feast of the ten kings is about to begin. The young master needs to use the yin and yang divine fruit to transform again and reach a higher level. The yin and yang divine fruit must all be brought back." Que Tian thought.
The young master of his family, the Son of Fallen Feather, although he is the number one arrogant in the Yin and Ming domain.
But looking at the Tianjiao at the rank of Ten Little Kings, the Fallen Feather Saint Child is not prominent, and is not among the top five.
This time the feast of the ten kings, Saint Son of Fallen Feather is extremely valued, and he also wants to increase the ranking.
So the yin and yang fruit is even more important.
On the other side, the young Tianjiao of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also came to the Yin Yang Soul Lake.
But they did not enter rashly, because this Yin-Yang Soul Pool is not that simple.
Jun Xiaoyao and others have also arrived.
Looking at the yin and yang fruit on the yin and yang tree, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
The yin and yang divine fruit is indeed a bit extraordinary. Although it is not an elixir, it is not much different.
Especially the special effects of the yin and yang divine fruit, even some immortal drugs are not comparable.
"Go ahead." Jun Xiaoyao stepped out without hesitation.
He was very fast, and he dipped into the Yin-Yang Soul Lake in one fell swoop.
"Young Master, wait!" Cang Yue's expression changed.
Jun Xiaoyao rushed out before she could say it.
At this moment, the Yin-Yang Soul Pool seemed to be boiling~IndoMTL.com~ Along with the sound of a clatter, a terrifying beast with nine heads directly appeared.
This fierce beast, with scales and armor, has nine heads. It looks like a snake head and a dragon head. It looks terrifying and terrifying.
Moreover, the colors of the nine heads are different.
"This is... the ancient fierce beast, Jiuying?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the fierce beast in front of him.
"No, it's not pure blood, just a trace of the blood of nine infants." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
The real nine infants of the ancient fierce beasts, those that can fight against real dragons, abruptly.
The fierce beast in front of me has at most only a trace of the blood of Jiuying.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing on the spot, the surrounding creatures sneered.
"Is this outsider scared stupid?"
"Yes, he doesn't want to think, why don't we just rush in?"
These burial creatures think that Jun Xiaoyao is simply reckless.
"What a joke." Gu Chi also sneered.
Only Cang Yue, Cang Xue and others who were watching outside, their pretty faces changed color.
"Hurry up!" Cang Yue shouted loudly.
But it was too late.
The fierce beast resembling nine infants has nine heads open.
Flame, cold water, poisonous gas, magic thunder, all kinds of energy, gushing out from its nine heads.
The area where Jun Xiaoyao was located was instantly swallowed by various terrifying energies.
Seeing this scene, all the burial creatures present shook their heads.
This level of attack, even if it is replaced by the Fallen Feather Saint Child, is probably going to peel off.
Not to mention an outsider tribe.
They think that Jun Xiaoyao is dead.
Leisure literature, let the soul travel!
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