Chapter 318: 10 followers of Xiao Wang, bone rotten sparrow, with 9 infant blood...

This creature, similar to the human race, only had a pair of rotten wings on its back.
He was full of lifelessness, and he smelled of a rotting corpse, which was a bit nauseating.
However, this place is full of burial life, and I don't feel any discomfort.
They looked at this creature, their faces were all surprised.
"It's Quetian, he is the young supreme entourage of the Fallen Feather Race."
"It's really Quetian, he is also competing for the yin and yang divine fruit."
"There is nothing to argue about, he can definitely beat the crowd."
Seeing this creature named Que Tian, ​​the faces of the young masters of the iron bones and the Qinggui tribe around him were not very pretty.
This Quetian has a great origin.
"This time I originally came here only for the yin and yang divine fruit. I didn't expect to encounter an outside creature. The young master absolutely likes this kind of blood food." Que Tian said in a cold tone.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't get angry.
Because in his eyes, Quetian was already dead.
"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cang Yue.
Cang Yue's face was ugly and said: "His name is Quetian, and his body is a carrion sparrow. His strength is enough to rank in the top five among the younger generation in the Yin and Ming domain.
"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is the young king of the Fallen Feather tribe, a follower of the Son of Fallen Feather."
Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat and asked: "The Son of Fallen Feather, is that strong?"
"Very strong, one of the ten little kings." Cang Yue's tone was very solemn.
"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard a new message.
Cang Yue explained: "The so-called ten little kings are the ten most outstanding young kings in the ten territories of the burial soil, and the Son of Fallen Feather is the young king of my Yin Ming domain."
"For so many years, there have been many Tianjiao who wanted to challenge the king of the Fallen Feather Son, but they all lost miserably. His king status is unshakable."
Cang Yue's two-sentence explanation is enough to show how powerful this Fallen Feather Saint Son is.
It is definitely the pinnacle of the young generation of Eternal Burial Ground.
Looking at the outside world, that is the top immortal heir.
"Moreover, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very strong. The Fallen Feather Clan Burying Emperor is also the domain master of my Yin Ming domain."
After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao understood.
In a word, the Fallen Feather Clan is the emperor of the Yin Ming Realm.
Any member of the Fallen Feather Clan can walk sideways in the Yin Ming Realm, no one dares to provoke.
And this Quetian, although not a member of the Fallen Feather tribe, he is a follower of the Son of Fallen Feather.
No wonder Cang Yue showed such an ugly and desperate expression.
"Sister..." Cang Xue's face turned paler.
Obviously, when Quetian participates, the chance of others wanting to get the yin and yang divine fruit is greatly reduced.
"It doesn't matter, we still have Big Brother Gu Chi, he is also the top ten Tianjiao in the Yin Ming domain." Cang Yue comforted.
At this moment, Gu Chi's expression was very unnatural.
There was a faint look of fear in the eyes.
If he knew that Quetian would come, he would never come.
"Gu Chi, you are a defeated general, dare you come to be ashamed?" Que Tian turned to Gu Chi.
To him, Jun Xiaoyao is already in his bag, and he can harvest it anytime.
"Que Tian, ​​don't speak too badly." Although Gu Chi was retorting, everyone could tell that he lacked confidence.
Cang Yue's heart was also suspended.
Que Tian didn't have much interest in Gu Chi. He looked at Jun Xiaoyao, wondering if it should be suppressed first.
At this time, in the depths of the basin, two gass of Yin and Yang were gushing and flowing, and a wave of fluctuations spread.
"Forget it, complete the task of the little master, first capture the yin and yang divine fruit, and then deal with this outside human race." Que Tian said.
The rest of the Iron Bone Clan, the Green Ghost Clan, and other creatures thought so.
The yin and yang fruit is the most important.
"The battle for divine fruit has begun," the old man of the Cang family said.
"Brother Gu Chi, please," Cang Yue said.
It was Cang Yue, Jun Xiaoyao, and Gu Chi who entered the Yin Yang Soul Lake this time.
As for Cang Xue, in poor health, unable to participate in the competition, she can only wait outside.
If she couldn't get the yin and yang divine fruit this time, then she wouldn't be able to wait for the next result.
Because Cang Yue didn't know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength, she didn't put the bet on Jun Xiaoyao either.
But she knew Gu Chi's strength, even if she faced Que Tian, ​​she was qualified to confront.
"I...try my best." Gu Chi said with a guilty conscience.
Compared with the determination at the beginning, Gu Chi felt very guilty at this moment.
Jun Xiaoyao and others moved in and stepped into it.
Cang Xue and others were watching the battle outside.
The young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also set off.
Gong Minglan and Quetian also acted.
In the depths of the basin, there is a pool with a radius of thousands of feet.
The entire pool, like Tai Chi, is clearly divided into black and white areas.
And in the center of the two areas, there is a sacred tree with a height of hundreds of meters.
It is the yin and yang sacred tree.
At this moment, on the yin and yang sacred tree, one after another yin and yang fruits are hanging on the branches.
These fruits are half black and half white, and they look quite strange. If you count them roughly, there are about ten.
Outside the Yin and Yang Soul Lake, a group of figures appeared.
Those burial heaven arrogances, seeing the yin and yang divine fruit on the yin and yang divine tree, flashed in their eyes.
The yin and yang divine fruit possesses the power against the sky to transform life and death opportunities.
For the burial creatures, this is an irresistible temptation.
"The feast of the ten kings is about to begin. The young master needs to use the yin and yang divine fruit to transform again and reach a higher level. The yin and yang divine fruit must all be brought back." Que Tian thought.
The young master of his family, the Son of Fallen Feather, although he is ranked number one in the Yin Ming Realm.
But looking at Tianjiao at the rank of Ten Little Kings, Fallen Feather Saint Child was not prominent, and did not rank among the top five.
This time the feast of the Ten Kings, Fallen Feather Saint Child is extremely valued, and he also wants to improve his ranking.
Therefore, the yin and yang fruit is even more important.
On the other side, the young Tianjiao of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also came to the Yin Yang Soul Lake.
But they didn't rush into it, because this Yin and Yang Soul Pool was not that simple.
Jun Xiaoyao and others have also arrived.
Looking at the yin and yang fruit on the yin and yang tree, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
The yin and yang divine fruit is indeed a bit extraordinary, although it is not an elixir, it is not much different.
Especially the special effects of yin and yang divine fruit, even some immortal medicines can't match.
"Go ahead." Jun Xiaoyao stepped out without hesitation.
He was very fast, and he dipped into the Yin-Yang Soul Lake at once.
"Young Master, wait!" Cang Yue's expression changed.
Before she could say it, Jun Xiaoyao rushed out.
At this moment, inside the Yin and Yang Soul Lake, as if boiling ~EbookFREE.me~ accompanied by a clattering sound, a terrifying beast with nine heads appeared directly.
This fierce beast, with scales and armor, has nine heads. It looks like a snake's head and a dragon's head. It looks terrifying.
And the colors of the nine heads are different.
"This is... the ancient fierce beast, Jiuying?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the fierce beast in front of him, his eyes flashed.
"No, it's not pure blood, just a trace of the blood of nine infants." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
Nine infants of true Primordial Beasts, those that can fight against real dragons, abruptly.
The fierce beast in front of him had at most only a trace of the blood of Jiuying.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing on the spot, the surrounding people sneered.
"Is this outsider scared stupid?"
"Yeah, doesn't he think about it, why don't we just rush in?"
These burial creatures believed that Jun Xiaoyao was extremely reckless.
"What a joke." Gu Chi also sneered.
Only Cang Yue, as well as Cang Xue and others who were watching outside, changed her pretty face.
"Hurry up!" Cang Yue shouted loudly.
However, it was too late.
The fierce beast resembling nine infants, with all nine heads open.
Flames, cold water, poisonous gas, magic thunder, all kinds of energy, gushing out from its nine heads.
The area where Jun Xiaoyao was, was instantly swallowed by various terrifying energies.
Seeing this scene, all the burial creatures present shook their heads.
An attack of this level, even if it were replaced by the Fallen Feather Saint Child, would have to peel off.
Let alone an outsider race.
They think that Jun Xiaoyao is dead.
Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!
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