"Little...bastard, what did you say?" 'Xian Qiong' growled angrily.
boom!
The momentum of the ninth grade suddenly appeared.
It enveloped Ye Xiu.
When it thought of 'kneeling down', its eyes immediately turned red, its face became even more distorted, it clenched its fists, and gritted its teeth with a 'cluck', 'cluck...' sound.
If it hadn't been scrupulous about the old man's methods and still maintained the only trace of reason it had, with its temper, even if the other party was protected by 'Yellow Emperor', 'Ying Zheng' and others, it would have pounced on the person who dared to humiliate it.
The Mao boy's corpse was broken into thousands of pieces, his bones were smashed and ashes were thrown away.
[Immortal] The leader of the clan, how can anyone be humiliated?
"What, you want to take action?" 'Ye Xiu' smiled and said with provocative eyes.
The old man said nothing.
He just stood aside silently, his face a little ugly. It was unclear whether he was targeting Ye Xiu or Xian Qiong.
Several people from the [Prehistoric Ancient Clan] were not idle either. They all silently came to Ye Xiu's side and locked their sights on Xian Qiong. No one doubted that as long as Xian Qiong dared to take action, these [Mao] Clan would do nothing.
Fight back quickly without hesitation.
The atmosphere in the field instantly became tense.
All the foreigners hid far away for fear of being affected.
As a temporary ally of the [Immortal] tribe, the 'Demon Oyster', although she does not want to get involved in this kind of thing, she cannot just watch the alliance fall apart.
After all, when they reached the stage of being a 'true' disciple, they were the only one left in their [Demon] tribe, while the [Mao] tribe opposite had three ninth-grade figures, plus a weird Ye Xiu.
Without the ally of Xian Qiong, it would be completely at a disadvantage.
As for the other alien races, how can we let them share the wealth and adversity with each other? Hehe, once there is danger, these dogs will definitely run faster than rabbits.
After much selection, only 'Xian Qiong' was the most suitable ally, and it was also strong, not inferior to Huang Di and the others.
'Magic Oyster' sighed, secretly transmitted a message to the Immortal Qiong, and said: "Chief of the Immortal Clan, calm down. Doing something in front of this old dog is a violation of the rules of the [Psychic Society]. At that time, even if it is...
Our ancestors can't help us even if they come out, and you don't want to be expelled after finally getting to this point."
As soon as these words came out.
‘Xian Qiong’ also calmed down.
Although his face looked ugly, he still didn't make a move against Ye Xiu in front of the 'old man'. After taking a deep breath, he smiled ferociously and said: "The leader of this clan would like to see how you make [Hidden Spirits]
The seniors in Tombstone robbed..."
"It's none of your business." Ye Xiu rolled his eyes.
"You..." Xian Qiong was furious again, and his teeth gritted and banged.
Mo Ji, who was still sober, shook his head and said: "You'd better say less. These [Mao] tribe's mouths are very bad. You don't know. If we can compete with them on their mouths, when will we?"
Have you ever taken advantage?"
Xian Qiong said ‘Humph!’ without retorting.
Indeed, in bickering.
TM aliens have never taken advantage.
Seeing that this guy calmed down and had no intention of taking action, the 'old man' shook his head with regret.
Looking at Ye Xiu, he said: "Even heroic spirits cannot attack the disciples of the [Psychic Society] at will, otherwise they will be severely punished by the rules."
"Is this... punishment severe?" Ye Xiu asked.
"It's very heavy." The old man nodded and said, "It can range from damage to the foundation to severe damage to the soul."
"That's good." Ye Xiu smiled.
Hear such punishment.
Deep down in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight towards the [Hidden Soul Tombstone]. He never thought about becoming a disciple or anything like that.
As a human being, how can we turn to a foreign race?
What's more, the path he took was no less than the methods of the [Psychic Society]. He had a vague feeling that this thing should be what the 'Guild President...' has been pursuing all his life...
Whether it is or not will be known later.
The top priority now is to regain face.
"..."
In front of [Zangling Tombstone].
All the foreigners looked at him strangely.
There is curiosity and ridicule.
As for the arrogance he made before, no one believed it. Let alone the irreconcilable conflict between the 'Human Ancestor' and the 'Wanzu', what ability does his 'Emperor' level cultivation have to make [
Do the heroic spirits in Hidden Spirit Tombstone favor him?
Only the magic oyster seemed to be quite wary of Ye Xiu's methods. It frowned and whispered, "This little beast can't really let the 'heroic spirits' rob it."
Xian Qiong sneered "Huh!" and said: "With the [Anti-Human Alliance] here, even if his methods are monstrous, it will be of no use unless he changes his race."
‘Magic Oyster’ looked relieved.
Yes, [Anti-Human Alliance]...
As for changing races.
It has been dealing with the Mao tribe for so many years, and it naturally knows that there is no way they would pay attention to such unreasonable demands.
In other words, no matter how amazing Ye Xiu's talents and methods are, these heroic spirits cannot let him pass.
Thinking of this, the expression on its face relaxed.
"An alien heroic spirit?"
'Ye Xiu' pursed his lips, and his aura suddenly condensed: "[Immortal God Secret]."
boom!
Soul power gathers.
A 'Shaman Soul' appeared behind him. Before anyone could wonder what it was, it raised its hand and punched the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone].
Only a loud "bang!" was heard.
The white mist on the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] began to surge.
"Sixty...seventy..."
"Ninety-five breaths." Mo Oyster said with an ugly expression.
Not just it.
The same was true for Xian Qiong. When it saw Ye Xiu's casual punch and it stayed on the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] for so long, its heart also hung in its throat.
The aura of [Immortal God Art] has not dissipated yet.
At first, all the alien races were shocked.
Later, I gradually started to feel numb.
"It's true... that a person with that kind of aura can attract the favor of so many heroic spirits with just one punch." The 'old man' also sighed inexplicably.
[Tibetan Tombstone] Medium.
There are only three hundred heroic spirits in total.
Although [Immortal God Technique] is novel, it is impossible for everyone to appreciate it.
After ‘one hundred and sixty-nine breaths’.
The aura of the Shaman Soul gradually dissipated.
The heroic spirits in [Tombstone] began to commotion, and traces of soul power stretched out. After all, they were super ninth-level existences. In addition, Ye Xiu did not hide his identity. Naturally, it couldn't be easier to find out his identity.
.
“Descendants of ‘Human Ancestor’?”
boom!
A rough voice sounded inside the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone].
As soon as these words came out.
The heroic spirits who were still in a commotion suddenly calmed down and lost all interest in continuing to fight.
Seeing this scene, Xian Qiong couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked at Ye Xiu and sneered, saying: "You little beast, don't you feel good?"
After finishing speaking, he did not forget to say "tsk", "tsk..." and said: "It's a pity that no one came out."
"Still robbing?"
The old man frowned: "No noise."
"??"
Xian Qiong's laughter stopped abruptly.
He looked at the old man with a dull expression, and the veins on his temples throbbed with pain.
Its eyes were red, and it looked at the old man not far away and cursed bitterly, saying: "Old beast, your butt is too crooked. You didn't care when everyone was making noise before.
Now, it's this little beast's turn. The leader of this clan just said a few words, and you're going to stop making noise?
Just wait, when this clan grows up to be the master of the [Psychic Society], I will be the first to attack you, to let you know that my [Immortal] clan is not someone to be trifled with."
"Ah ah ah, I'm so angry with my clan leader."
"The leader of this [Psionic Society] is determined by this clan leader. As I said, even if your original master comes, he can't stop you..." Xian Qiong roared at the top of his lungs in his heart.