Murong Xiu and the four-armed demon cultivators were all shocked.
This situation made them immediately think that there might be something sealed under the glacier, but they accidentally broke the seal.
In shock, Murong Xiu and other demons quickly looked down the glacier crevice.
Seeing this made their hearts skip a beat.
What caught their sight was a young man in black sitting cross-legged deep in the glacier crevice.
This seems to confirm their thinking.
After all, who would be a normal monster hiding under a glacier a hundred meters deep?
This young man in black looks young, but he might be an old demon who has been sealed away for many years.
At the same moment, the young man in black suddenly opened his eyes.
"senior."
On the side of the four-armed demons, the burly man with four arms changed his expression and hurriedly knelt down to Ling Yun, "The junior four-armed demon protector Feng Desheng did not intend to offend my seniors, and I hope that my seniors will be punished with death."
In the demon clan, the law of the jungle is much stricter than that of the human clan.
The human race will also formulate laws to restrain the strong from taking action against the weak.
Demons don’t have so many rules.
If a strong person is unhappy with a weak person, he can kill the weak person at any time.
If a powerful demon clan wants to grow up, he must also experience cruel fighting.
Therefore, in the human world, even if a weak person sees a strong person, because they have never experienced the horror of life and death, they may not kneel down for the so-called dignity.
Demons are different.
They were born into a cruel environment.
Because of this, they realized early on that dignity is meaningless in the face of life and death.
When they felt that they might have offended a terrifying existence and their lives were in danger, they knelt down without even thinking about it.
When the other four-armed demons saw this, they were also shocked and knelt down one after another.
Murong Xiu and the girl from the Yu tribe had complicated expressions, struggling a little.
They are also afraid of this old devil.
But there are indeed some differences between the Yu clan and other demon clans.
This is one of the most arrogant races among the demons, and they are considered alien.
The Yu clan claims to be the descendants of the demon god and will not submit to any strong person or force.
It is precisely because of this that it led to the decline of the Yu clan.
The Yu Clan was indeed very powerful in the past, and even dominated the Upper World of Underworld.
But now, there are only a few members of the Yu Clan.
This is also the case now.
The four-armed demons can kneel down immediately in the face of crisis.
Murong Xiu and the girl from the Yu tribe stood there blankly, looking at a loss.
"roll."
Ling Yun has no interest in arguing with these demons.
This time, since he came to the Upper Realm of Underworld, he naturally did not intend to leave easily.
The intention of destroying the ancient continent in the upper realm of Huangquan is extremely clear.
To eliminate this hidden danger, the simplest and most direct way is for Ling Yun to kill the top experts in the upper realm of Huangquan.
The group of demons in front of them are all just Yuxu-level demons. They can only be regarded as small figures among the demons and are not worthy of Ling Yun's care.
After hearing Ling Yun's words, the demon cultivators of the four-armed demon clan not only did not get angry, but instead ran faster than the other as if they had been granted amnesty.
As for the pursuit of Murong Xiu and the girl from the Yu tribe, they had long forgotten about it.
No matter what, it is not as important as their own lives.
However, the expressions of Murong Xiu and the Yu tribe girl suddenly changed.
In the end, instead of leaving, they knelt down in front of Ling Yun.
"Senior, please save my Yu clan sword spirit."
Murong Xiudao.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Ling Yun looked surprised.
These two members of the Feather Clan, who had refused to kneel when faced with his death pressure before, now knelt down instead to beg him to save some Feather Clan sword spirit.
"Senior, of course we are afraid of death."
Murong Xiu said: "There may be people in this world who are not afraid of death, but that doesn't include us. It's just that we care more about the continuation of the Yu clan than death.
If we can exchange our deaths for the recovery of the sword spirit, then we will have no regrets even if we die."
Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly: "But how do you judge that I can definitely save the sword spirit of your Yu clan?"
"Because I feel a sword intent that goes straight to the source in my senior."
Murong Xiu said: "The strength of this sword spirit is not inferior to that of my clan's sword spirit. I think maybe the senior is the same innate sword spirit as my clan's sword spirit.
Therefore, if there is a living being in this world who can save the sword spirit, it must be the senior.
Over the years, my Yu clan has been looking for experts to save the sword spirit, but we have spent thousands of years in vain. Today, when I see my senior, I see hope."
"Where are your Yu clan sword spirits?"
Ling Yun said with great interest.
Innate sword spirit?
Murong Xiu's words undoubtedly aroused Ling Yun's interest.
"Back to senior, my Yu Clan Sword Spirit is in Feiyu City, the main city of my Yu Clan."
Murong Xiudao.
"Why should I promise you?"
Ling Yun did not agree easily.
The longer he lives, the more deeply he understands the despicable nature of intelligent beings.
If he easily agreed to Murong Xiu and the others, even if he really saved the sword spirit later, Murong Xiu and the others might not be grateful.
Hearing this, Murong Xiu was not disappointed, but his eyes suddenly brightened: "Senior, can you really save our sword spirit?"
"There is no such thing as absolute in this world. Before I see the sword spirit of your Yu clan, I don't know if I can save you."
Ling Yun said indifferently.
The more he said this, the more Murong Xiu felt that Ling Yun could save Sword Spirit.
"Senior, please take action, senior."
Murong Xiu gritted his teeth and begged: "Senior, if you are willing to save the sword spirit of our clan, no matter whether it is successful or not, as long as our Yu clan can bring out anything, senior can ask for whatever you like."
Ling Yun still didn't answer Murong Xiu immediately, but instead took a deep look at the Yu girl next to him.
Sword spirit?
He didn't know what level of innate sword spirit that Yu clan sword spirit was.
But he can be sure that the opinions of everyone in the Yu Clan are not very good. Such a bright pearl in the Yu Clan has been covered with dust.
"Bloodline mutation."
Ling Yun sighed in his heart.
The Yu clan blood in this Yu clan girl's body is not pure.
Probably because of this, the girls of the Yu tribe did not receive special training, and their cultivation was just a glimpse of reality.
However, Ling Yun sensed that although this Yu Clan girl's blood was impure, her blood had mutated.
Mutated bloodlines, some good and some bad.
The mutated bloodline of the Yu Clan girl is the good kind.
If this bloodline can be awakened, it will derive powerful abilities.
This glance caused Murong Xiu to misunderstand.
After all, in Murong Xiu's view, the talent of the girl from the Yu tribe is not outstanding, and the latter's greatest merit that deserves praise is her beauty.
She had just said that Ling Yun could ask for whatever he wanted from the Yu Clan, and then Ling Yun looked at the girl from the Yu Clan, which was obviously his crush on the girl from the Yu Clan.
This made Murong Xiu's face turn pale.
To her, although the Yu Clan girl is a disciple, she has already treated her as a daughter.
Is she going to sacrifice her disciples in exchange for the mysterious person on the other side to save the Yu Clan sword spirit?
Not only Murong Xiu, but girls from the Yu tribe also had this misunderstanding.