Yunxiao, who had just emerged from the Bodhi Space, was about to stay away from the place of right and wrong. Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared, he sensed countless powerful and majestic auras around him.
This was really unexpected by Yun Xiao. Under the threat of the Blood Spirit clan from behind, he just wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that the change would come so suddenly.
"One ninth-grade God Emperor, five eighth-grade God Emperors, and many seventh-grade God Emperors, these really look up to me!"
Yun Xiao's soul power secretly sensed it and swept through the high-level God Emperor warriors who almost surrounded him. He sighed in his heart, but his face remained calm.
Compared to Yun Xiao's calmness, the powerful men from the three parties were beaming with joy at this moment.
They thought Yun Xiao had left the Bloodthirsty Sea before, but they didn't expect that they had just come over and blocked this kid.
This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort at all!
However, the relationship between these three parties is a bit delicate. They had not seen Yun Xiao before, and they could still coexist peacefully. Now that they are faced with a powerful enemy or temptation, naturally no one of them wants to give in.
As powerful eighth-grade God Emperors, even if they had heard that Yun Xiao showed great power and killed many seventh-grade God Emperors when fighting for the Blood Bodhi Fruit, they could easily do such a thing.
Although this human boy is extremely powerful in leapfrog combat, his cultivation level is only at the peak of the sixth-grade God Emperor. It is absolutely impossible to break through to the seventh-grade God Emperor.
As for the so-called ancestral power, it should also have a time limit. Nowadays, there are so many eighth-grade God Emperors and even a ninth-grade God Emperor Xin Zhen surrounding him. I hope he can't fly without wings.
Several people from Wuwu Mountain and Ten Thousand Demons Forest were somewhat restrained, and their eyes kept scanning Xin Zhen over there.
Perhaps this is their biggest competitor, the first ninth-grade God Emperor, who is also the real ninth-grade God Emperor.
"Yun Xiao, if you kill so many seventh-grade God Emperors in my Bloodthirsty Sea, just capture them without any effort, so as not to suffer physical pain!"
Xin Zhen didn't have so many scruples. When he saw him take a step forward in the air, the words that came out of his mouth made Fuling Mokun and other spirits slightly change their expressions.
"Xin Zhen, right? Listen to my advice and leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave today!"
Yun Xiao suddenly spoke seriously, then circled his fingers in a circle, and heard him continue: "And you guys, run away quickly, I'm afraid it's too late!"
A young man from the human race dressed in black, facing many powerful men of the eighth or even ninth grade of the God Emperor, was able to remain calm and even make jokes. Many spirit tribes admired him deeply.
Of course, whether it was Xin Zhen, the ninth-grade God Emperor, or Mo Kun, the eighth-grade God Emperor, or other powerful men, including the spiritual cultivators who were watching from a distance, they really would not believe a word of what Yun Xiao said.
More than a month ago, you were only a human boy at the peak of the sixth-grade God Emperor. Even if you have some heaven-defying secret methods to improve your strength, what qualifications do you have to speak so shamelessly in front of a group of eight- and ninth-grade God Emperors?
All the Eldar clan felt that the boy was trapped in a tight siege and was frightened crazy. Otherwise, how could he say such nonsense?
Little did they know that Yun Xiao's words were not alarmist. The seal at the rear was under attack. If the Blood Spirit clan were to escape from their predicament, they would at least have a half-emperor.
Once a strong Half-Emperor of the Blood Spirit Tribe is born, Xin Zhen, a mere Spirit Tribe who has just entered the ninth-grade God Emperor, will probably be just a slap in the face. Yun Xiao's advice can be said to be sincere.
"Yun Xiao, stop rambling. No matter how many tricks you have, you can't fly today!"
Xin Zhen was shocked by Yun Xiao's words at first, but then he felt extremely humiliated.
He is a dignified ninth-grade God Emperor, and this place is a bloodthirsty sea. How could he have too many scruples?
"Do it!"
However, just as Xin Zhen finished speaking, a low shout suddenly sounded, and then two figures, one black and one white, rushed out, targeting none other than Yun Xiao, whom he considered a forbidden concubine.
"Mo Kun, Yuan Duo, how dare you?"
Xin Zhen's anger is really extraordinary. Under the nose of a powerful ninth-grade God Emperor, you, Wan Mo Lin, are still trying to pull out the tiger's teeth. Do you really think that the bloodthirsty sea boss is just a decoration?
Whoosh!
The anger in Xin Zhen's heart had just risen when two more blasts of wind sounded, and then his face became even more ugly, because the two men from Wuwu Mountain also took action at the same time.
It seems that when facing Xin Zhen, the rival of the ninth-grade God Emperor, both Wuwu Mountain and Ten Thousand Demons Forest felt extreme pressure. Their only chance was to strike first.
As long as Yun Xiao can be controlled first, it will be a good choice whether it is to quickly take Yun Xiao away from the bloodthirsty sea, or to take him as a hostage and let the opponent throw a rat weapon into his trap.
In the view of the eighth-level God Emperors of these two top forces, using the power of thunder to capture Yun Xiao, who was too late to activate the power of his ancestral veins, should only be a matter of one move, and there would be no chance of an accident.
Xin Zhen was in a bad mood. He didn't expect that he would lose the opportunity by being stunned.
Even if he is the ninth-grade God Emperor, if Yunxiao really falls into the hands of those guys first, it will be a huge trouble.
"You are looking for death!"
Now that he has come to this point, Xin Zhen is not afraid of breaking out.
Everyone wants Xueyue Jue. In front of such a divine object, let alone these eighth-grade divine emperors, even the half-emperor will not have the slightest scruples.
It's just that Xin Zhen, who started later, and the powerful eighth-level God Emperor of the Bloodthirsty Sea, were one step behind after all.
They could only pray secretly that the human boy named Yun Xiao would not fall into the opponent's control with just one move.
"Boy, come here!"
The first one to take action was Mo Kun, the eighth-grade divine emperor of the Mo family of Ten Thousand Demons Forest. His body turned into a black mist, and the sound coming out of it had a gloomy coldness.
Yuan Duo on the other side was not slow either. A white light flashed out, and his speed was even faster than Mo Kun. After all, the two major factions in the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest still had some competition.
As a result, Wuwu Mountain and Bloodthirsty Sea fell behind.
At least on the surface, this first opportunity should belong to Ten Thousand Demons Forest. Their faces were extremely ugly.
"Okay, I'll go there then!"
However, just when all the spiritual cultivators thought that Yun Xiao could not avoid the first blow, they suddenly heard such an answer from the mouth of the young man in black.
At the same time, the black mist and white light touched Yun Xiao's body at the same time, but they passed each other and shattered the black-clothed figure into pieces.
"It's an afterimage!"
After all, Mo Kun and Yuan Duo were powerful eighth-grade divine emperors. They immediately realized something was wrong. They transformed into human forms again, with extremely gloomy expressions on their faces.
"Um?"
At the same time, not only Yuan Duo and Mo Kun, but also the four powerful men from the Bloodthirsty Sea and Wuwu Mountain who also came over there, all immediately turned their attention to a certain direction.
There, a figure in black suddenly appeared, causing De Mo Kun's expression to change suddenly, because he seemed to have understood what Yun Xiao was going to do.
"Mo Gong, pay attention!"
A warning sound came from Mo Kun's mouth, which made him feel a little confused when he finished the words.
You must know that Mo Gong is a strong man at the peak of the seventh-grade God Emperor. How could he not be Yun Xiao's opponent?
After all, according to the information obtained by Mo Kun, during the fight for the Blood Bodhi Fruit, Yun Xiao could only kill a high-ranking cultivator of the seventh-grade God Emperor.
Even if Mo Gong loses in the end, he should be able to withstand dozens of moves, not to mention that under Mo Kun's induction, Yun Xiao shows no sign of activating the power of his ancestral veins at this moment.
Because Yun Xiao deliberately concealed his aura, even Xin Zhen, the ninth-grade God Emperor, could not sense his true cultivation level immediately, let alone Mo Kun, the eighth-grade God Emperor.
Mo Gong, who was suddenly approached by Yun Xiao, couldn't help but have a sneer on his face after hearing Mo Kun's warning voice, secretly wondering, did this human kid think of himself as a piece of trash that was dazzled by blood?
But how did he know that compared to more than a month ago, Yun Xiao's strength had more than doubled?
Even if you don't activate the power of your ancestral veins, facing a spiritual race of the same realm like him, it will be effortless.
"Boy, finding me, Mo Gong, will definitely be your biggest mistake!"
Mo Gong was extremely confident in his own strength, and he made up his mind to win this first prize. His cultivation at the peak of the seventh-grade God Emperor might not be much worse than Mo Kun over there.
But what Mo Gong didn't see was the flash of black light in the other party's eyes when the thought just arose in his mind.
Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the movement around him had all stopped.
No, it’s not that the movement around me has stopped, it’s that I can’t move!
At this moment, Mo Gong was undoubtedly extremely frightened. According to his perception, except for the young man in black clothes in front of him, all the spirit tribes were motionless, including himself.
"Zuyu!"
The low voice in Yun Xiao's heart fell, and he secretly thought that this seventh form of Dragon Control was really invincible when used against cultivators of the same level.
This allows him to kill with one hit every time he takes a shot.
In fact, the effect of Zhiyu's technique on these seventh-grade God Emperors only lasts for one breath, but under Yun Xiao's deliberate calculation, one breath is already very long.
It was so long that if possible, it would be easy to kill Mo Gong ten times.
It's a pity that Mo Gong didn't realize this at all before. He only knew that he was the peak of the seventh-grade God Emperor, and the human boy in front of him was only at the peak of the sixth-grade God Emperor more than a month ago.
He felt very clearly that the other party did not activate the power of his ancestral veins at all. If this was the case, how could he lose when the two sides were completely different in level?
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