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Chapter 837 A drop of blood

"King? He absolutely cannot be a king! He is not even a warrior in the immortal realm. Because this barbarian is a young man who came out of the Tianhuang Mountains.

Needless to say, everyone knows it very well.

The forbidden power that permeates the Tianhuang Mountains is so terrifying.

In other words, he really used his terrifying monster level to climb to the eighth floor of Tianhuang Tower."

"Yes! What kind of monster is this?

No wonder they felt that Yi Xiao's four-story Tianhuang Tower token was a humiliation.

With their monster qualifications, the fourth level token can only be a humiliation!"

"Compared with them, Yang Yijian's perfect thirty-six innate acupoints seem a bit lackluster.

However, if he shows arrogance, domineering, despicableness and shamelessness, he can be expelled even if he reaches the seventh floor.

But he colluded with Yi Xiao, the manager of Tianhuang Building, which is a model of shamelessness.

What happened next?

His so-called genius actually stole Xiao Mo's talent. This is not a slander. He said it himself.

Even after such an embarrassing incident happened, he still looked calm.

His face is as thick as obsidian."

"That's not right! Even the ground poured with countless rare treasures in Tianhuang City cannot be compared to this."

"Compared with his shamelessness and arrogance, these two barbarians who came out of the Tianhuang Mountains seem to be more low-key!"



The warriors around him all smiled sarcastically.

Yang Yijian was stunned!

He is stupid!

He was indeed frightened by the talents of Qin Feng and Xiao Mo.

Coupled with the unscrupulous taunts from all around, like verbal quarrels, his whole body was riddled with holes.

He, Yang Yijian, used to respond to hundreds of calls, and everyone looked at him with reverence and awe.

The brilliance that attracted everyone's attention made him look like a god.

Now, he is like a rat crossing the street.

Even the children of the aristocratic families who had followed Brother Yang and Brother Yang around him before were avoiding him like snakes and scorpions.

All this is because of those two barbarians.

evildoer?

How could they all be such monsters?

wrong!

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed across Yang Yijian's face: "What a barbarian. He looks very honest. I didn't expect him to be so treacherous!"

Looking at everyone's gaze, I was attracted again.

A feeling of enjoyment gradually appeared on Yang Yijian's face: "As we all know, a tribe with a spirit princess must be a powerful force with a king.

What does the King of Gods and Demons represent? It means that he possesses the eighth-level Heavenly Token.

The last barbarian, he is not unparalleled in talent at all, and he only stepped into the eighth level.

Instead, he entered the eighth level with the help of the Heavenly Order from the Spiritual Princess.

What a despicable villain. He is clearly using the token of the Spirit Clan, yet still acts like he is a genius. This barbarian is really ridiculous!"

Hearing this, many warriors were startled.

A sudden realization flashed across the faces of some warriors.

"What a joke! You are not as talented as others, so you slander others and ask for help, and you are destined to climb to the eighth level.

Just now, many warriors had seen the worried look on the face of the Spirit Clan old man when the Spirit Clan girl was about to set foot on the eighth floor.

Apparently he was afraid that the little girl from the Spirit Clan would be hurt by the power of law lingering on the golden barrier.

If the spirit clan princess holds the eighth-level heavenly order in her hand, does the spirit clan elder need to worry?"

Originally, some warriors were shaken by Qin Feng's talent.

Hearing the sudden sound, many warriors calmed down again.

At the same time, when Qin Feng and the Spirit Clan Princess stepped onto the eighth floor, they found Xiao Mo standing there quietly.

Two extremely mysterious auras circulated around his body, complementing each other.

Qin Feng was also startled when he saw the two strange powers that almost formed a Tai Chi diagram.

If anyone else appeared here, they would only feel that this kind of power is mysterious and contains endless creation.

But Qin Feng knew its name clearly.

They are the dense purple energy of Taihaotian and the mysterious and yellow energy of the Xuanhuang World.

The dense air and the dark and yellow air are created by the creation between heaven and earth.

The warriors in the Xuanhuang World have unlimited potential because they were baptized by the Xuanhuang Qi when they were born.

Tai Haotian, the first world of the human race, can give birth to a true dominant master. This is the mystery of Yun Yun Qi.

Xiao Mo was born in the wilderness, and now, he has been baptized by the Xuanhuang Qi and the Yunqi, and has forged an unparalleled foundation.

All the strange points in his body are surging crazily.

In the blink of an eye, Xuanwu Qisu and Zhuque Qisu.

It was condensed under the intertwining of Xuan Huang Qi and Yun Yu Qi.

The moment the twenty-eight constellations were successfully condensed, a huge devouring force swallowed up the Tai Chi Diagram wandering in the void.

A violent aura suddenly broke out.

That kind of vast power is like an ancient beast that has been sleeping for eternity, waking up from its slumber, surging crazily, and covering the eighth level eyes in it.

The spirit princess is very powerful and has now reached the demigod state.

But facing the violent force that suddenly burst out from Xiao Mo, he felt like a small boat in the rough waves and could only drift with the tide.

"Certainly!"

Qin Feng just spat out one word softly, and the violent force rolling in the void seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall for a moment.

When Xiao Mo woke up from his deep sleep and looked at the messy scene around him, he couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue.

"If Tianhuang Tower seeks compensation from us, the dozens of Origin Stones snatched from Su Li and Wu Ying will not be enough to compensate them!

Why don't we run away now?"

Xiao Mo also blurted out.

But when he saw the little girl from the Spirit Tribe behind his master, he looked a little embarrassed.

"Your master lacks everything except money. The blood you really want to train on is ordinary stuff.

Let me tell you, it doesn’t even take a drop of blood to compensate for all the losses.”

Looking at his disciple Xiao Mo, who looked so hopeless, Qin Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

"No way! Then I have used at least one stream in my blood training for more than ten days. Wouldn't it be possible to buy the entire Tianhuang City?"

At this time, Xiao Mo's mouth opened wide, as if he could fit a baby into his fist.

This performance is even worse than before.

In fact, it's no wonder Xiao Mo was so shocked.

Just a drop of blood essence has reached the value chain level. That mysterious world, a vast ocean, contains such terrifying blood essence.

You can imagine how terrifying it is.

Moreover, now, Xiao Mo can only swallow blood essence at the periphery of the blood sea.

The blood essence in the depths of the blood sea is even more terrifying.

If it is a drop of blood in the heartland, can it be exchanged for an ancient country?


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