"Sacrifice the spirit!" Yang Yiming looked a little ugly when he heard Xiao Yun's words. He thought he could defeat Xiao Yun without relying on the spirit sacrifice, so when he went to battle, he promised Ditian not to use the spirit sacrifice.
Now if he uses the spirit sacrifice, wouldn't it be a waste of money? To be honest, Yang Yiming has been invincible for an era, but he still can't lose face.
But if he didn't use the sacrifice spirit, he would lose to Xiao Yun today.
Therefore, Yang Yiming was hesitant in his heart and the light in his eyes kept flashing.
"Yang Yiming, use the spirit sacrifice, our ancient holy land cannot lose!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came into Yang Yiming's ears.
Yang Yiming turned around and frowned slightly. The person who conveyed the message to him was the Holy Master of the Ancient Holy Land.
In addition, the elders of the ancient Holy Land on the high platform were all looking forward to him, their eyes full of expectations.
The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land also nodded towards him.
Yang Yiming gritted his teeth. He stared at Xiao Yun opposite him, as if he was making a decision. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "I admit defeat. You won this battle...poof!" Remember in one second http:
//As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yiming spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His invincible spirit was broken.
Just like Liu Tian back then, it was difficult to recover in a short time and it would take a long time to repair.
It's just that he is not as miserable as Liu Tiandu, because Liu Tiandu has been cultivating the invincible Taoist heart for nearly a thousand years, while he has only been cultivating it for two or three hundred years, so the backlash is not very strong.
However, Yang Yiming's words were like a storm, sweeping across the entire square.
The people in the Ancient Holy Land who were watching the battle all had their eyes widened, with shock and disbelief on their faces.
The elders of the Ancient Holy Land on the high platform also looked at Yang Yiming in disbelief.
None of them expected that Yang Yiming would take the initiative to admit defeat.
"How is it possible? The quasi-god son hasn't used the sacrificial spirit yet, how can they admit defeat now?" "I heard that the quasi-god son's sacrificial spirit is one of the top ten divine beasts. He can definitely defeat Xiao Yun.
"Yes, the Holy Land of Chaos where Xiao Yun is located has fallen. It is impossible for him to possess the top ten divine beasts, and he will certainly not be a match for the quasi-god son."
"It's a pity that the quasi-god son made a huge promise. He promised not to use the sacrifice spirit before, so he won't break his promise, alas!" "Stupid, this battle is related to the honor of our ancient holy land, how can he admit defeat casually? His personal face is not as good as ours.
Is the honor of the Holy Land important?"... There was a lot of discussion in the square. Some people supported Yang Yiming, but others thought Yang Yiming was too stupid. The whole square became noisy and it was a commotion.
In the field, Xiao Yun also had a look of astonishment. He looked at the pale Yang Yiming opposite him, shook his head and said: "Actually, you don't have to do this. I don't mind if you use the spirit sacrifice. It's rare to meet an opponent like you. I really hope to fight with you."
Fight with all your strength.
"Yang Yiming's strength won Xiao Yun's respect.
Except for the Patriarch and Liu Tiandu, Yang Yiming is the strongest person Xiao Yun has ever encountered in the same realm, so he attaches great importance to this battle.
As for Yang Yiming's previous promise not to use sacrificial spirits, he didn't take it seriously at all.
I just didn't expect Yang Yiming to care so much.
"Next time!" Yang Yiming listened to Xiao Yun's words, looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and said calmly: "My Taoist heart was broken by you this time, and it will be difficult to advance to the transcendent realm in a short time. With your talent, sooner or later,
will catch up with me.
When the time comes, I won't have to suppress my cultivation to have a fair fight with you.
Xiao Yun felt a little regretful, but he could only nod his head and sighed: "Okay, I hope we can fight more happily next time!" Yang Yiming also nodded, and left without saying anything.
On the high platform, the elders of the Ancient Holy Land looked helpless. Yang Yiming was a quasi-god, and his status was just higher than them. Their orders were of no use to Yang Yiming.
The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land was not able to order Yang Yiming, so he could only sigh and admit the fact of failure.
Di Tian felt very happy and laughed and said: "Holy Lord, we have already fought four games. I wonder who else in your ancient holy land can fight? Do you really want to ask the saint to die?" Di Tian's words were full of mockery.
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The elders of the Ancient Holy Land were furious, but they all knew that this was Di Tian's method of provoking generals.
If the saints are not dispatched, they will fail this challenge.
The entire Ancient Holy Land was defeated by Xiao Yun, which was simply a disgrace to their reputation. Even if the news was blocked by them and would not be spread, it would bring shame on their faces.
But if the saints were sent out, Di Tian's mocking words just now would render them speechless.
This is a difficult choice! The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land was also hesitant. At this moment, a powerful spiritual thought swept over, making everyone tremble in their hearts.
Saint! Di Tian narrowed his eyes. Such a powerful spiritual thought was much more powerful than him. He must be a saint.
And he is not an ordinary saint, he is probably a great saint.
In the field, Xiao Yun also felt this powerful spiritual thought, but he was not afraid. In a battle at the same level, he believed that he could defeat the saint.
"We, the Ancient Holy Land, cannot afford to lose. We will hand over that half-step chaotic body to them!" A loud voice spread throughout the square.
Everyone in the Ancient Holy Land suddenly turned pale when they heard this. They knew that the saint would not end.
This time, Xiao Yun won.
As for their ancient holy land, not only did they lose face, they also lost the opportunity to recapture Zhao Wuji, and even lost a half-step Chaos Body of inestimable value.
"A temporary failure is nothing. Our ancient Holy Land is still at its peak and will remain at its peak in the future.
You are the Holy Lord, you should have a big picture, don't be short-sighted!" At the same time, a majestic voice sounded in the heart of the Holy Lord of the ancient Holy Land.
The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land suddenly trembled. He knew that this was the ancestor scolding him.
At the same time, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land also came to enlightenment instantly as if he was enlightened.
Yes, if you lose, you lose. What’s the big deal? Our ancient holy land is still the second-ranked holy land.
It's embarrassing to be embarrassed. Who dares to say that our Ancient Holy Land is weak? Even the strongest Holy Land of the First Beginning does not dare! The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land blames himself in his heart. His tolerance is still too small and he is not as good as Yang Yiming.
What's more, the ancestor also reminded him that since Xiao Yun has such talent, this alliance with Chaos Holy Land can also win over Xiao Yun, a super genius.
In the future, whether Yang Yiming, Zhao Wuji, or Xiao Yun becomes the Great Emperor, they will benefit from the ancient holy land.
After thinking about all this, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Our Ancient Holy Land lost this battle wholeheartedly, and the Chaos Holy Land also proved their strength, so on behalf of the Ancient Holy Land, I officially announced our alliance with the Chaos Holy Land today.
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Not only that, from now on Xiao Yun will also enjoy the treatment of a holy son in our ancient holy land.
"Everyone in the surrounding ancient holy land was suddenly in an uproar.