"Oh, that's all, I won't feel at ease if I don't take action..."

Jiang Yi sighed, his voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but his voice clearly spread throughout Xingyue City.

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty..."

"My lord..."

"..."

After hearing Jiang Yi's words, a series of admonitions sounded.

Mo Li, Mu Xiruo, Zhu Wuyan, Fulong, Dong Chengyang, Fang Yue, etc., all the powerful men from Prince Yi's Mansion and Taimang tribe gathered in this dilapidated courtyard, their expressions changed.

Even on Xingyue Mountain, which was in the middle of a fierce fight, the shouts of Patriarch Longmei could be heard: "You little bastard, if you don't evacuate quickly at this time, leave the green hills behind. Don't worry about not having firewood. Don't get yourself involved."

Got it!"

Everyone who heard this sentence thought that Jiang Yi was going to have a life-and-death fight with Wusun Miao at all costs, and they felt a little anxious.

Some people thought of something, such as Xu Heng, the elder of the Taimang tribe, who sighed, stepped forward and whispered: "My lord, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. The millions of living beings in Xingyue City are beyond the reach of human beings.

The Lord has done his best."

In fact, he was trying to persuade Jiang Yi not to be a woman, and there was no need to risk his life for Xingyue City.

Li Qiye opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out. A pair of small hands tightly grasped Jiang Yi's arm.

Mu Xiruo, Zhu Wuyan and others also looked at him nervously, worried that Jiang Yi would impulsively order a fight to the death with Wusun Miao.

Jiang Yi gently patted Mo Li's cold little hand and shook his head: "If there is really no way to stop this, I may feel better, but if I clearly have the ability to stop it, but I deliberately do nothing because of selfish motives

, that would be too cold-blooded, and I would feel uneasy..."

Fulong, Dong Chengyang and other powerful men were stunned? From what I heard, did my prince have the ability to stop this sacrifice of millions of creatures?

How is it possible... after all, more than a dozen of the most powerful people in the eighth realm can't stop it even if they join forces, so what can my prince do to stop it?

"Can it really be stopped?" Mo Li's eyes lit up and he held on tighter.

Jiang Yi smiled bitterly at her and shook his head: "I originally wanted to wait for Wusun Miao to complete his evolution before taking action to reap the benefits. This is a treasure that can carry millions of troops with him. In addition, I can also obtain

The five [Xumi Mansion] are so tempting..."

"It's a pity that I'm not cold-blooded enough. I'm a bit too womanly..."

The last sentence seemed to be asking everyone.

Li Qiye finally showed a smile and shook his head vigorously.

"This is not because the prince is kind to women, but because the prince is righteous!" Dong Chengyang bowed deeply.

Xu Heng, Fang Yue, Jiang Yuan and other confidants also bowed in unison: "Your Majesty is so righteous!"

After all, these are millions of living beings, and most of them are human beings. If they really don't care about them, they would be a little bit intolerable.

However, this is a difficult multiple-choice question. Should they wait until the end and maximize their profits, or should they act first to save millions of lives out of righteousness? It would be difficult for them to make a choice.

But their prince has already made a choice and chosen righteousness. How can they be honored!

However, there were also people who were secretly anxious, such as the Changmei Ancestor who was fighting fiercely, so he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

This kind of selfish thing can only be discussed in private, but how can it be said in public, and in such a loud voice that the entire Xingyue City knows about it, it will inevitably undermine the tall image that has been established.

But it turned out that he was overthinking it. In the huge Xingyue City, the same words came from different corners of the city: "Your Majesty is so righteous!"

Simba, the leader of the ape-man Northern Tribe Alliance, Black Hammer, the leader of the tauren Blackstone Tribe, Black Hammer, the leader of the kobold Tailie Tribe, and other leaders of various foreign tribes all knelt down silently and knelt down and said: "Please be merciful, Your Majesty, save me as a matter of water and fire."

middle!"

"Hmph! That's such a loud tone. A dozen of the most powerful people in the eighth realm can't do anything to me. What can you, a seventh-level person, do to me?" A cold snort came from Xingyue Mountain, it was Wusun Miao.

"If you can take action, do it as quickly as possible. If I keep fighting, ancestor, I will fall apart!" This was the voice of ancestor Changmei.

Zhu Wuyan, the master of Yinshan Mountain, was somewhat dissatisfied with this so-called "righteousness", but at this time, it was hard to say anything to persuade him. Just when he was about to tell Jiang Yi to be careful, he found that Jiang Yi's whole state was different.

There is no wind around the body, and the huge power of blood has begun to surge rapidly. It has obviously reached the point where "the arrow is on the string and has to be fired".

He didn't say anything anymore, took a few steps back by the arm he held, and left Jiang Yi's side.

Fulong and others also silently took a few steps back, and understood why Jiang Yi's gentle words could spread throughout Xingyue City.

It's not done intentionally, it's just out of control.

From the moment Wu Sunmiao appeared, his prince should have slowly started to build momentum.

By the time he opened his mouth to speak, the momentum throughout his body had been completed, and the blood power in his body had reached its peak. Although he tried to lower his voice, it still penetrated the entire Star-Moon Giant City.

"What a powerful bloodline power!"

The Kokimo royal family, Moro, who had already retreated a few feet away, could not help but sigh to himself as he endured the power of Jiang Yi's bloodline emanating from his body.

This was the first time in his life that he encountered this power of blood.

The rest of the people were also shocked by the purity and power of Jiang Yi's bloodline, and the entire Xingyue City could clearly feel that a pure and strong bloodline power was rising into the sky in a certain courtyard.

It was in sharp contrast to the bloody aura that shrouded the sky over the giant city of Xingyue. It was so majestic and mighty that it was no less powerful than Wusun Miao.

"No...impossible!"

Wu Sunmiao also felt the power of Jiang Yi's bloodline, and more importantly, Gu Haoran's anger, swallowing up mountains and rivers, actually gave him a coercive power that looked down on the world.

He now has no intention of fighting with the Tenth Ancestor of Dali and others because he sensed a dangerous aura from Jiang Yi.

He decided not to wait any longer, and first forcefully devoured the Ninth Grade Mansion. Then he would be able to initially complete the evolution, and no one would be able to stop him.

"Oh, it's a pity that it hasn't completely evolved yet, so its power may be somewhat compromised."

He sighed secretly in his heart, feeling a little unwilling to accept it, and then he felt a surge of hatred. He secretly made up his mind to drive out all human beings afterwards!

Thinking of this, he stood up and flew towards the ninth-grade mansion in mid-air.

Changmei and the other ten ancestors of Dali wanted to stop him when they saw this, but were repelled by one of his moves. Several of the ancestors were so angry that they screamed. They had never been so aggrieved in their lives.

"You still don't understand that since I am determined to take action, you have no chance..."

Jiang Yi said softly, and then took action.

Although he has given up his plan to reap the benefits, it does not mean that he has given up on the ninth-grade mansion and the five first-grade mansions, and it is impossible for him to get involved again.
Chapter completed!