Feeling that his soul was torn into countless pieces by the cold blade, Xiu Hong knew that this soul clan was not easy to mess with.
He sneered and said: "Since we are friends of the Soul Clan, then we won't know each other until we fight! A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!
"Let's all make friends. There's really no need to fight to the death, right?"
Compared to his previous domineering appearance, he has become more worldly and knows how to be tolerant.
This is an eye-opener for the human race who are accustomed to the Shura tribe's self-centered attitude.
It turns out that the Shura tribe also has times like this.
Just because the person standing in front of him was the soul race and not the human race!
In this world, the strong are respected, and only the strong have greater say.
The human race is weak, but the soul race is a powerful race second only to the gods.
The Shura clan didn't dare to provoke anyone casually, so Xiu Hong had such an attitude.
Ying Tianxia sneered, boring.
"Sister, how will he deal with it?"
Mu Qianxi knew that when the Shura tribe was on the verge of death, it would be troublesome to summon a trump card like the Shura statue.
They don't want to expose too many of their trump cards in front of so many people.
Therefore, it is not suitable to make a fatal move.
She said coldly: "Go away!"
Xiu Hong said: "Woman, who do you think you are? This friend from the Soul Clan didn't even say anything. Is it your turn to speak?"
"Pfft!" A cold sword energy fell from the sky and cut off one of his arms, causing blood to flow like a fountain.
Cold as ice, she looked at him with strong and oppressive eyes and said, "I listen to Qian Xi. If you have any objections, you can go to hell!"
"You, a soul clan, actually listen to a human clan?" Xiu Hong found it unbelievable.
He even doubted whether his memory of the Soul Clan was biased.
Ying Tianxia snorted coldly: "The powerful human race can also beat you. The strong men of the Shura clan kneel down and call daddy. The human race is not easy for you to bully.
"The advantage that racial blood gives you is to make you work harder to become stronger, rather than to keep you complacent and short-sighted!"
Being chopped and scolded again, Xiu Hong was filled with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his head and remained silent.
"Brother, let's go!" Since he doesn't intend to kill, there's no need to talk nonsense.
"Yeah!" Ying Tianxia turned around and disappeared.
Those sects that had previously wanted to recruit Mu Qianxi and others left angrily.
Even the Shura clan dared to fight, and that one among them was from the Soul clan.
Their small temple is completely inadequate!
Not long after they left, they felt locked in by a vague killing intent.
Suddenly, a powerful binding force erupted between heaven and earth.
"Boom!" Ying Tianxia stood in front of them and took on all the pressure.
He said with an ugly face: "Sister, please leave quickly!"
Then, he glared at Gu Baiyi and said, "What do you Soul Clan want to do?"
The surrounding space was distorted, and several black figures appeared.
Their eyes were like abyss, without the warmth of a living creature. "Young patriarch, I give you two choices! The first is that you destroy your body as a burden. After all, your body has been polluted on the ground for so long.
It's too useless. It would be good for you to destroy it as soon as possible! If you cooperate, I can avoid killing you.
These two people."
"The second option is for us to do it. We will not only destroy your body, but also devour your soul. Of course, the fate of both of them will be the same."
Ying Tianxia looked at Gu Baiyi with much better eyes, "So I'm here to kill you! How did you become the young patriarch of the Resurrection Clan? How did you become the young patriarch? It's not interesting at all. The clan dares to kill you openly!"
Gu Baiyi said calmly: "It doesn't mean anything at all!"
Mu Qianxi said coldly: "You Soul Clan have such a big tone? You just abandon your skin if you think it can't be discarded. Xiaobai is so good-looking, why do you decide to let him give up?"
As Mu Qianxi was talking, Gu Baiyi's sword and soul power instantly attacked them.
They said indifferently: "The young patriarch has indeed grown up a bit, but it's a pity that it's not enough!"
They waved their hands gently, which was definitely a state of suppression.
Mu Qianxi, a second-level god-general, is difficult to resist, and the same goes for Gu Baiyi, a first-level god-king.
Only Ying Tianxia burst out with extremely domineering golden spiritual power, broke out of the shackles, and competed with them.
The dark fire stick in his hand turned into gold, shining brightly, and rushed forward with incomparable power.
At the same time, Mu Qianxi and Gu Baiyi drew their swords with lightning speed.
"Rumble--" The effect of their attacks was too weak.
"Pfft——" Blood spattered and Ying Tianxia was injured.
A charming woman in white swiped out with a blood-stained knife, kissed the blood on the knife and chuckled: "Oh! This man's blood smells so good! It's full of masculinity."
"Stop being so arrogant and deal with the target first!" Countless killing intents came over and locked onto Mu Qianxi and Gu Baiyi.
Ying Tianxia's face darkened, "Not only did the Soul Clan take action, but they also invited the killers from the Holy Killing Palace! How much do the Soul Clan want your lives! You go first, and I will contain them first!"
The golden supreme scepter turned into countless afterimages in the air, forming a terrifying whirlpool with a terrifying momentum!
Mu Qianxi said: "Brother, you are giving me a chance to escape! Xiaobai and I will not be polite, so don't die!"
No, he wouldn't have died in the first place!
"Xiaobai, let's go!" This is a fatal killing situation. The gap in levels really makes people lose hope at all.
Mu Qianxi and Gu Baiyi rushed out as quickly as possible, and countless killers came like lightning.
"You guys should also go after them. Those killers can at most kill the young patriarch's body, but don't let the young patriarch's soul escape!" Someone from the Soul Clan said.
Ying Tianxia yelled: "Leave me here!"
This man's power, filled with the tyranny of a king, was unstoppable and caused them a lot of trouble.
The faces of the soul clan members darkened, and they used the soul secret technique to contain him.
His soul had too many flaws, giving them a chance.
Therefore, they successfully allowed a soul clan to escape Ying Tianxia's obstruction and pursue Mu Qianxi, Gu Baiyi and the others.
"Oh! Stop running, you can't run!" A charming voice came from behind.
Soon they were surrounded by killers from the Holy Killing Hall.
"Invincible, Xiaohong, Xiaomomo! Little fox!" Compared with those soul clans, these are weird and powerful, but much easier to deal with!
They are not without power!
Mu Qianxi looked at the seductive woman in white indifferently, "I let you run away last time, but you still dare to come looking for death!"
The woman in white said: "In Blood Bone Mountain, my strength was suppressed, okay? Now outside, it's easy to kill you!"
Her figure instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Mu Qianxi.
Her partner reminded: "You are mistaken, the young patriarch is our target, kill her first!"
The woman in white said scornfully: "There is no way! This girl's eyes are poisonous and her reaction is quick, and she is prettier than me. She is the one I want to kill most right now!
"It's not too late to kill her first and then the young clan leader!" Facing Mu Qianxi, a second-level divine general, she was extremely confident now, as if one move would surely kill her.
