"I want my little friend to take my mutilated corpse out. In the future, if my little friend has the opportunity to go to the Middle-earth China, then bury me in a place called Zhou Di Village!" Zhou Mu said.
"Bury the corpse?"
Ye Xiaoyao was stunned.
Zhou Mu sighed: "To be honest, little friend, Zhoudi Village is the place where I was born. My only wish after my death is for my fallen leaves to return to their roots!"
"Oh! This is human nature!"
Ye Xiaoyao nodded lightly, then clasped his fists and said: "Senior, I can promise you this, but I may not go to the Middle-earth China in the near future, or I will go there in a long time!"
"It doesn't matter, Ye Xiaoyou can just do it!" In this regard, Zhou Mu did not make things difficult for him.
"Thank you for your understanding, senior!" Ye Xiaoyao nodded.
"Then please leave it to me, little friend!"
In the end, Zhou Mu's remnant soul hugged Ye Xiaoyao, and then gave the inheritance to Ye Xiaoyao.
Whoosh!
Just as Ye Xiaoyao put away the inheritance, Zhou Mu's remnant soul turned into a wisp of smoke and completely dissipated, leaving only a cold corpse.
"Zhou Emperor Village? I don't know where that place is? Forget it, let's wait until we arrive in the Middle-earth China one day!"
Finally, Ye Xiaoyao shook his head and put Zhou Mu's corpse into the ring with a wave of his hand.
Then he searched around the Heavenly Palace again, and after making sure that there were no treasures left behind, he turned and left.
Crunch!
As soon as the palace door opened, Ye Xiaoyao walked out. At the same moment, the pressure of the Heavenly Palace also disappeared.
"Well!"
"Ye Xiaoyao is out!"
Seeing Ye Xiaoyao walking out of the Heavenly Palace, everyone inside and outside the secret place was shocked!
Swish, swish, swish!
The powerful geniuses headed by Prince Feng Dao, Sha Qi, Chen Qianhuang and others rushed forward the moment the pressure disappeared and surrounded Ye Xiaoyao who had just walked out.
"Ye Xiaoyao!"
"What did you get!"
"Did you obtain the Martial Master inheritance?"
"Wuzun's inheritance is not something you can get involved in alone. Be wise and hand it over quickly."
The geniuses shouted one after another, staring at Ye Xiaoyao with eyes full of passion and greed.
"Haha! What if I don't pay?" Ye Xiaoyao smiled coldly. Naturally, he didn't have a good look towards these people.
"No?"
"Then die!"
"Kill him, seize the Martial Lord inheritance, and our forces will be divided equally!"
The leader, Prince Feng Dao, Sha Qi, Chen Qianhuang and others, immediately gave the order coldly.
Boom! Boom!
With one order, the powerful geniuses all showed up to the Martial Emperor Realm and surrounded Ye Xiaoyao!
On the way, a group of geniuses took action one after another, with fist seals, palm wind, sword energy and sword light, and all kinds of killing powers intertwined and raging, all of them swept towards Ye Xiaoyao on the opposite side, hoping to kill him!
"snort!"
Faced with the encirclement and killing of more than a dozen Martial Emperors, Ye Xiaoyao was not afraid and directly pulled out the Prison Suppressing Sword and killed them.
The battle is about to begin!
Seeing this scene from the secret realm, Jian Kuai and An Zizai both had cold eyes.
The sword madman looked around at the masters of the forces and said coldly: "Guys, don't you think it's too much for your disciples to join forces to kill the descendants of my Yi Jian Sect?"
"Is it too much? Why don't I think so!" Li Xuantian responded coldly, and then sneered: "The inheritance of the Martial Lord is of great importance. If Ye Xiaoyao doesn't want to be friends, we and other disciples can naturally fight for it!"
"That's right! Treasures can only be obtained by the strong. Isn't it normal for there to be fights?"
"Sword Madman, you can't say that. If Ye Xiaoyao takes the initiative to hand over the inheritance of the Martial Master, we and other disciples will naturally not target him!"
"Besides, we can't interfere with things in the secret realm!"
"..."
The other leaders of the forces all spoke one after another. Naturally, they didn't care about Ye Xiaoyao's life or death!
The black and white patrol officer of Tianjiao Chamber of Commerce also sneered and said: "Haha, isn't this Ye Xiaoyao's consistent style?"
"That's right! Since he wants to take the treasure as his own, he will naturally have to bear the corresponding risks!"
Although Feng Qinglan and Feng Linglong were also frowning, they naturally couldn't say much about competing for treasures. They could only hope that Ye Xiaoyao would be strong enough!
"Well! You're right!"
After hearing what the audience said, Madman Sword suddenly chuckled and said, "Life or death depends on fate and wealth! Let us see who can truly have the last laugh in this battle!"
"cut!"
All the leaders of the forces secretly sneered. Although they didn’t know who would have the last laugh, it definitely wouldn’t be Ye Xiaoyao.
The next moment, the leaders of the forces no longer faced tit-for-tat, and they all paid close attention to the scene in the secret realm.
At this time, in the secret realm, the two sides were already fighting.
boom!
Faced with the encirclement and attack by the Martial Emperors, Ye Xiaoyao did not let his guard down and used all his strength to activate his spiritual energy and sword intent!
Thirteen Sword Styles! As he waved the prison-suppressing sword in his hand, sword shadows swept out across the sky one after another in an instant!
Boom, bang, bang! There was a roar in front of the entire Heavenly Palace, sword energy roared, and spiritual energy exploded!
Whoosh!
The next moment, Ye Xiaoyao used Square Inch Flash, and with the sword light under his feet flashing, he came to a true disciple of Xuantian Sect in an instant, and a cold and murderous light burst out in his eyes!
"Kill him!" A simple sword beam suddenly struck at this disciple of the Xuantian Sect.
"Royal!"
This true disciple of the Xuantian Sect reacted very quickly, and immediately shook his body to condense an extremely thick spiritual shield. The Martial Emperor's spiritual energy surged on it, enough to withstand a full blow from a strong man in the same realm!
But the incoming sword light penetrated directly through the spirit shield and struck his neck on the spot.
Poof! A big head was thrown away with blood, and the expression on it was filled with fear and confusion.
Obviously he didn't expect his own death!
After killing one person, Ye Xiaoyao flashed and once again came to a prodigy from the Sword Dynasty.
His whole body was shrouded in a pair of black armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed, glowing with a captivating cold light!
"Behead!" Another strike of the sword was directed at the black-armored genius of the Sword Dynasty.
"Broken!" the black-armored prodigy screamed, waving the long knife in his hand and slashing out fierce sword auras!
Using offense instead of defense, he wanted to kill Ye Xiaoyao.
Poof!
However, it was useless. The killing sword directly penetrated the sword light and the heavy black armor, and slashed directly into the body of the black-armored prodigy. The sword energy burst out, instantly extinguishing all the life in his body!
Whoosh!
But at this moment, I felt a chill behind me.
A talented killer from the Seven Kills Sect seized the opportunity and wanted to kill Ye Xiaoyao with a bloody blade in his hand.
Whoosh!
But just when his bloody blade was about to penetrate Ye Xiaoyao's heart, the latter suddenly disappeared in a flash!
When he reappeared, he was already behind this talented killer.
"die!"
The cold drink was like the whisper of death, making the hairs on this talented killer's body stand up as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
Boom boom!
And the next moment, the prison-suppressing sword, which was as heavy as a thousand swords, struck his back with a force that shook the ground!
The whole person was blown away, and blood was vomited from the mouth, mixed with various internal organs.
When he landed, he twitched violently several times and died on the spot!