Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

This creature, similar to the human race, only has a pair of rotten wings on its back.

He was filled with a thick dead aura, and there was a smell of rotting corpses, which was a little disgusting.

However, here are all buried souls, so I don't feel any discomfort.

They looked at the creature, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"It's Que Tian, ​​he is the young supreme servant of the Fallen Feather Clan."

"It's really Que Tian, ​​and he actually came to compete for the yin and yang divine fruit."

"What is there to argue about, he can definitely beat the pack."

Seeing this creature named Que Tian, ​​the faces of the young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan around him were not very good-looking.

This queer day has a great history.

"This time I came here only for the divine fruit of yin and yang. I didn't expect to meet an outsider creature. The little master absolutely likes this kind of blood food." Que Tian said coldly.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't get angry.

Because in his eyes, this Que Tian is already a dead person.

"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cang Yue.

Cang Yue said with an ugly face: "His name is Que Tian, ​​his body is a rotten bone sparrow, and his strength is enough to rank among the top five among the younger generation in the Yin and Nether Realm."

"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is the young king of the Fallen Feather Clan and a follower of the Fallen Feather Son."

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat, and he asked, "Is that Son of the Fallen Feather strong?"

"Very strong, one of the ten little kings." Cang Yue's tone was very solemn.

"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard another news.

Cang Yue explained: "The so-called ten little kings are the ten most outstanding young kings in the Ten Burial Earth Realms, and the Son of Fallen Feather is the young king of my Yin and Nether Realms."

"Over the years, there have been many arrogances who have tried to challenge the Fallen Feather Son's kingship, but they all lost miserably in the end. His kingship is unshakable."

Cang Yue's three or two explanations were enough to show how powerful this Fallen Feather Son was.

It is definitely the pinnacle of the younger generation of the eternal burial ground.

Looking at the outside world, that is the top immortal descendant.

"And besides that, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very powerful. The Fallen Feather Clan Buried the Emperor is also the domain owner of my Yin Nether Realm."

After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao understood.

In a simple sentence, the Fallen Feather Clan is the emperor of the Yin and Nether Realm.

Anyone of the Fallen Feather clan can walk sideways in the Yin and Nether Realm, and no one dares to provoke them.

And this Que Tian, ​​although not a member of the Fallen Feather clan, but he is a follower of the Fallen Feather Son.

No wonder Cang Yue showed such an ugly and desperate expression.

"Sister..." Cang Xue's face turned even paler.

Obviously, if Que Tian participates, the chances of others wanting to obtain the divine fruit of yin and yang are greatly reduced.

"It doesn't matter, we still have Big Brother Gu Chi, who is also the top ten arrogant in the Yin-Ming Domain." Cang Yue comforted.

At this moment, Gu Chi's face was very unnatural.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

If he knew Que Tian would come, he would never come.

"Gu Chi, as a defeated general of yours, how dare you come to shame?" Que Tian turned his gaze to Gu Chi.

For him, Jun Xiaoyao is already in his pocket, and he can harvest it anytime.

"Que Tian, ​​don't be too harsh." Although Gu Chi was refuting, everyone could tell that he lacked confidence.

Cang Yue's heart was also suspended.

Que Tian had no 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, yin and yang gushed out and circulated, and a wave spread.

"Forget it, to complete the mission of the little master, first capture the divine fruit of yin and yang, and then deal with this outside human race." Que Tian said in his heart.

The rest of the Iron Bone Clan, the Green Ghost Clan and other creatures thought the same way.

The yin and yang fruit is the most important.

"The battle for the divine fruit has begun," said the old man of the Cang family.

"Big Brother Gu Chi, please." Cang Yue said.

This time, it was Cang Yue, Jun Xiaoyao, and Gu Chi who entered the Yin Yang Soul Pool.

As for Cang Xue, he was not in good health and could not participate in the competition, so he could only wait outside.

If she can't get the yin and yang fruit this time, then she can't 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.

But Gu Chi's strength, she understands, even in the face of Que Tian, ​​she is also qualified to fight.

"I... try my best." Gu Chi slightly said with a guilty conscience.

Compared with the certainty at the beginning, Gu Chi felt very guilty at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao and others swept their footsteps and stepped into it.

Cang Xue and the others watched the battle outside.

The young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also set off.

Gong Minglan and Que Tian also acted.

In the depths of the basin, there is a water pool with a radius of thousands of feet.

The entire pool, like Tai Chi, is clearly divided into black and white areas.

In the center of the two areas, there is a god tree that is as high as 100 zhang.

It is the yin and yang tree.

At this moment, on the yin and yang god tree, the fruits that are surrounded by yin and yang are hanging from the branches.

Half of these fruits are black and half white, and they look quite strange. If you count them roughly, there are about a dozen of them.

Outside the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, figures appeared one after another.

Those who were buried in the earth, saw the yin and yang divine fruit on the yin and yang divine tree, and their eyes flashed with brilliance.

The divine fruit of yin and yang has the heaven-defying effect of transforming the opportunity of life and death.

For buried souls, this is an irresistible temptation.

"The feast of the ten kings is about to start. The little master needs to use the yin and yang fruit to transform again and take it to a higher level. This yin and yang fruit must be brought back." Que Tian thought to himself.

The young master of his family, the Son of the Fallen Feather, is the number one arrogant in the Yin-Ning Realm.

But looking at the arrogance of the ten little kings, the Fallen Feather Son is not outstanding, and did not rank among the top five.

This time the feast of the ten kings, the Fallen Feather Son is very important, and he also wants to improve the 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 Pool.

But they did not enter rashly, because this Yin Yang Soul Pool is not that simple.

Jun Xiaoyao and others also arrived.

Looking at the yin and yang fruit on the yin and yang tree, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

That yin and yang divine fruit is indeed a bit extraordinary. Although it is not an immortal medicine, it is not much worse.

In particular, the special effects of the yin and yang fruit, even some immortal medicines are not comparable.

"Go ahead." Jun Xiaoyao stepped out without hesitation.

His speed was very fast, and he swept into the Yin Yang Soul Pool in a flash.

"Young Master, wait!" Cang Yue's expression changed.

Before she could say anything, Jun Xiaoyao rushed out.

At this time, the Yin Yang Soul Pool seemed to be boiling.

With the sound of clattering, a terrifying beast with nine heads appeared directly.

This fierce beast, covered in scales, has nine heads, and looks like a snake head and a dragon head, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

And the colors of the nine heads are different.

"This is... an ancient beast, Jiuying?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the beast in front of him, his eyes flashing.

"No, it's not pure blood, just a trace of Jiuying's blood." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The real immemorial beast Jiu Ying, that is the existence that can fight the real dragon, slammed into a group.

The vicious beast in front of him had at most only a trace of Jiuying's blood.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao was still standing there, all the buried creatures around were sneering.

"Are the outsiders scared and stupid?"

"Yeah, doesn't he think about it, why don't we just rush in?"

These buried creatures thought that Jun Xiaoyao was extremely reckless.

"It's a joke." Gu Chi also sneered.

Only Cang Yue, and Cang Xue and the others who were watching from the outside, their pretty faces changed color.

"Get out of the way!" Cang Yue shouted loudly.

However it was too late.

The fierce beast that looks like nine babies, all nine heads are open.

Raging flames, cold water, poisonous gas, magic thunder, and various energies spewed out from its nine heads.

The area where Jun Xiaoyao was located was instantly engulfed by various terrifying energies.

Seeing this scene, all the burial creatures present shook their heads.

An attack of this level, even if it were the Fallen Feather Son, would probably have to shed a layer of skin.

Not to mention a mere outsider human race.

They thought that Jun Xiaoyao was dead.

Leisurely literature, let the mind travel!

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