"Kun... the aura of the Kun Demon Vulture has disappeared?" Zhu Wuji's pupils shrank, looking at the ghost mist behind Ye Xingchen, his face suddenly changed and he said.
"Wha...what?"
"This, how is this possible? That Kun Demon Eagle, after all, is also a strong man in the half-step immortal realm. No matter how defiant the methods of the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon are, it is impossible to defeat a strong man in the half-step immortal realm.
, disappeared under our noses without any warning, right?"
Whoosh!
After listening to Zhu Wuji's words, the faces of the White Elephant King and the Heavenly Fire Sect Master who were standing aside became ugly. They looked at each other with a look of palpitations in their eyes.
The strength of the Kun Demon Vulture is more than that of the two of them. If Ye Xingchen really has the ability to let a strong man who is half a step into the immortal realm disappear silently under the eyes of others, it will be a big blow to them.
For a few people, this is definitely not a good thing.
"It's not the Ancestral Dragon..." Emperor Huangquan shook his head, looked at the ghost mist behind Ye Xingchen, pondered for a moment, and murmured, "A small world?"
"Haha, Emperor Huang Quan, don't be ridiculous. How many years has that boy named Ye been practicing? Even the Immortal King and the original leader of the Witch Clan have not refined a treasure like the Small World. This boy's
If there was a small world in me, I wouldn't have forced me to humble myself." The White Elephant King licked his lips, looked at Emperor Huangquan beside him, and said with an unnatural look on his face.
"Maybe it didn't exist before he entered the Immortal King's Tomb, but it's different now." Emperor Huangquan glanced at it and said lightly: "Who told you that the Wu Clan and Lingxiao Palace don't have small worlds? As far as I know,
You know, there are several things in the Yinxu Land, a small world that makes even the Immortal Kings salivate. If my prediction is correct, he should have a great blessing in the Yinxu Land."
"You mean, the eighteenth level of purgatory?" Zhu Wuji turned his head, looked at Emperor Huangquan, and said.
"Hmm..." Emperor Huang Quan nodded and looked at Ye Xingchen with complicated eyes. When they were still melancholy for the immortal artifacts and treasures, they did not let them go. Even the biggest treasure of the Yinxu Land had been taken away.
After getting it, no one thought that a humble boy would unknowingly grow into a person that even half-step immortals like them had to fear and take seriously.
"Where's... the head of the family?" an old man from the 'Kun Clan' said with a trembling voice as he looked at the figures of Zulong and Ye Xingchen with a look of horror on his face.
The others all looked confused and looked at Ye Xingchen blankly.
The aura of the Kun Demon Eagle disappeared, which was no small matter for these Kun tribesmen. Those tribesmen with lower cultivation levels immediately became panicked and subconsciously gathered behind Kun Yujiao.
"Xingchen, are you okay?" Kunsha walked over and looked at Ye Xingchen. He was surrounded by dozens of elders from the 'Law Enforcement Hall'. Although his strength and cultivation were much higher than the others, after all,
It was hard for two fists to defeat four hands. At this moment, Kunsha was in a state of shock and suffered serious injuries. He looked bloody all over his body, which made people panic.
"Brother..." Ye Xingchen's eyes fell on Kunsha, and his brows immediately furrowed. He quickly took out a thumb-sized pill from his body and said, "Swallow this pill first."
, your life soul and Xinghai have suffered heavy injuries, and if not cured in time, I am afraid there will be considerable sequelae."
"Okay." Kunsha nodded without questioning. He took the elixir and threw it into his mouth. The ghost kings standing aside glanced at the other Kun clan intentionally or unintentionally, with greed on their faces.
With a clear look on his face, he saw that Kunsha was refining the efficacy of the elixir. Canghu Ghost King Gulu swallowed hard, rubbed his hands, and said: "Young Master, I've finished cleaning up that old trash fish.
What about these small trash fish? How to deal with them?"
"Little miscellaneous fish?"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Hearing the humiliation of the 'Canghu' Ghost King, the dozens of elders and disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were all angry and dare not speak. Without the Kun Demon Vulture, with their status and strength, they would not be able to control the Kun King City.
, even the clansmen and guards in this imperial city may not obey their orders.
Kunsha is different. Not only does it have the blood of the royal family, it is also the prince of Kunwang City. Now, almost all the damn people are dead. Who else can shake this huge Kunwang City?
Location?
"The rest of the Kun clan?" Ye Xingchen pursed his lips and said, "Leave it to him to deal with it." "Huh, huh, huh..."
After listening to Ye Xingchen's words, the dozens of strong men from the 'Kun Clan' suddenly had a glimmer of hope of survival on their faces, and their eyes all fell on Kun Sha.
Even Kun Yujiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his clenched fists relaxed. They knew very well that if they fell into the hands of an outsider like Ye Xingchen, they would definitely end up dead or alive. After all, even if he
No matter how stupid you are, you will not support so many people for no reason, but it will be different if you fall into Kunsha's hands.
No matter what, this Kunsha is one of their clansmen. Although they almost all had their skins turned against each other at the beginning, at least they still have a chance of survival, right?
"Okay... Haha, I didn't expect that Xingchen, you are still an alchemy master?" Kunsha suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Xingchen with excitement, and said: "Without this elixir, my injury would have been at least four times worse.
, it will take five hundred years to recover."
"Brother, have you fully recovered from your injuries?" Ye Xingchen asked before speaking, "The rest is your Kun clan's own family affairs, and I won't get involved..."
"No rush." Hearing that Ye Xingchen was about to leave, Kunsha quickly waved his hand, interrupted him, and said: "After I finish dealing with these people, I will send you out in person, so you can familiarize yourself with the way out of the sea of blood.
, I can also go out to find you when the time comes."
"Okay then..." Hearing what Kun Sha had said, Ye Xingchen nodded, and was not in a hurry to have three or five cups of tea, but turned around and returned to the 'Jiang Family' camp.
As soon as Ye Xingchen left, the smile on Kunsha's face faded away. Looking at the dozens of former relatives and clansmen in front of him, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "For the sake of
The tribesmen of this lineage can see the light of day again and walk out of that poor place. Over the years, I have been walking on thin ice and trembling with fear. Unfortunately, in the end, what have I gained? Fighting against each other in the same room? The murderous intention of the tribesmen? If I, Kunsha, had not been lucky enough to meet such a brother.
, now, I'm afraid you have all started to celebrate? And I, the person who has made great contributions to the clan, I am afraid that my head has been removed, and I have turned into a cold corpse, lying here with no one paying attention, right?"