Seeing the eyes of the two women, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and stretched out his hand in front of him. Suddenly, the scene he saw just now appeared in front of him, and the women were all surprised.
"The way the soul-blood clan gives birth to clan members is really unique. I thought it would be the same as our human clan!" Murong'e said, blinking her big eyes.
"I'm afraid that among these races, only the soul blood race is powerful. Their people are constantly born, and then they continue to fight and grow and devour themselves in the killing. This is faster than other races in their cultivation." Yuwen Zhouyuan analyzed the two girls.
After finishing speaking, a cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes.
The clone and Yuwen Zhouyuan were originally one body. He raised his hands high, and suddenly, a sharp energy burst out from his body, condensing into a long sword in his hands.
"Broken." The clone shouted, and the sword, which was all condensed with sharp energy, slashed down with a force that destroyed everything.
Boom! In this side of the world, all the countless regular threads were cut off by that sword. The rolling blood mist separated, and huge waves surged in the calm and endless blood sea, as if the blood sea was about to be divided into two halves.
In the distance, a huge blood-red mountain range separated from the middle, and a deep trench appeared, in which the terrifying sword intent came out.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Countless screams came from the sea of blood. This scream seemed to resound directly in everyone's souls. The strange scream sound waves affected the surrounding blood-red plants, and some
Master.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous in our Soul Vampire Clan?" Suddenly, an extremely angry voice sounded, and this voice caused a storm to blow up in this space.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! One after another, blood-red figures appearing between reality and reality appeared. The first one to appear was the master of Shadow Yuan Fairyland. The others were all at the pinnacle of pseudo-fairyland. There was no real master of fairyland.
Appear.
The void around Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly turbulent, and the six of them were released from hiding.
The Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Clan glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan and his clone with fear, and then set his sights on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Yu Wen Zhouyuan, we always do not offend the river, what do you mean?" The soul-blood master stared at Yu Wen Zhouyuan and asked, his tone full of anger.
The sword just now caused the blood sea of their soul-blood clan to suffer a certain amount of trauma. I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover for a hundred years. That sea of blood not only gave birth to the original body of the soul-blood clan, but also exuded those blood-red mist. In order to allow them to practice
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Now that the sea of blood has been traumatized, the high-speed cultivation state of their soul-blood tribe has been broken, and their strength has been greatly damaged. He is extremely angry in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that Yuwen Zhouyuan is extremely powerful and has a clone with the strength of the Yuanxian realm,
He will take action directly.
At present, he is not sure about fighting Yuwen Zhouyuan's clone, let alone Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"This is just a lesson. Don't think that what you soul vampires do is perfect. The incident at the top of Tianzhu Mountain more than two hundred years ago must have something to do with you!" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
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"The top of Tianzhu Mountain?" The soul-blood clan Yuanxian Realm master showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, and then turned to look behind him at a soul-blood clan master who was at the peak of the pseudo-xianxian realm.
When he saw the master of the Soul Blood Tribe at the pinnacle of the pseudo-immortal realm lowering his head, he immediately understood something. His heart was filled with anger. He didn't even have to think about it to know that it was the master of the pseudo-immortal realm who caused the trouble.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know about that matter, but now you should be satisfied that you have severely damaged our Soul Blood Clan's vitality!" the Soul Blood Clan's True Saint Realm master said with a very ugly expression.
"Satisfied? Hehe, this is just a part of it. If you don't want the soul-blood clan to be destroyed, just find out everyone involved in that matter!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a sneer.
That incident has always been a pain in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart. The whole culprit of Wang Tianlin has been solved. Now it is the turn of the soul blood tribe. Those people must be found. The sword just now was just a small punishment.
"Yu Wen Zhouyuan, don't be ungrateful. You can destroy our soul blood clan just by yourself? What a joke." The peak master of the pseudo-fairy realm just said with a trace of disdain on his face.
It seemed that Yuwen Zhouyuan's tone was too loud.
The master of the pseudo-god peak who said this was the master of the pseudo-immortal realm who was hiding on the top of Tianzhu Mountain at that time. Two hundred years later, his cultivation has also reached the peak of the pseudo-immortal realm from the early stage of the pseudo-immortal realm.
"Shut up." At this time, the Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Tribe turned his head and shouted coldly.
The master of the pseudo-fairyland of the Soul Blood Tribe immediately closed his mouth and remained silent, with a hint of malice and cruelty in his eyes.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, I know you are powerful, but as you humans say, you have to be merciful and merciful. Just now, your sword has seriously injured the vitality of our soul blood clan. Although it has something to do with those, but that one
The sword should be enough!" The Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Tribe looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
"Not enough, those people must die, no matter what the price." Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were full of cold light, and there was still a trace of determination.
The master of Yuanxian Realm stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he was judging the authenticity of Yuwen Zhouyuan's words. He suddenly stretched out his illusory big hand and grabbed the master of the peak of pseudo-fairyland in his hand.
The blood-colored light shone, erasing the opponent's will, and then integrated the pseudo-fairyland master into his body.
"Ahhh..." At this time, more than twenty screams rang out in the Soul Blood Clan continent, and immediately, the world became peaceful.
"That's enough now!" The Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Race stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
"I hope this is the last time." Yuwen Zhouyuan warned, and then took the clone back into his body. The invisible light spread, wrapping up the two Murong girls, and disappeared instantly.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party disappeared, two cold lights burst out from the eyes of this Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Clan. The other Soul Blood Clan masters exuded anger and blood.
"Sir, why did we compromise just now? Although he is extremely powerful, we can use those things and our entire clan to kill him. If we let him go now, he will eventually become a serious problem in the future."
The pseudo-fairyland master said somewhat unwillingly.
After hearing this, the Yuanxian Realm master turned around, glanced at the many soul-blood masters and asked, "You all think so too?"
Except for a few people, everyone else nodded. After coming from the soul blood clan, they considered themselves to be extremely noble, while the human race was just a humble race, but now they were overpowered by the human race, and they naturally felt very uncomfortable.
, especially Yuwen Zhouyuan, they felt huge threats and pressure, and they wanted to kill him directly.
"Although we may indeed kill him, our clan may suffer heavy losses, and those secrets are no longer secrets. What if other strong men attack?" asked the Yuanxian Realm master.
After hearing that, the experts seemed to understand something. They only saw the present and did not consider the future.
"But, what should we do if Yu Wen Zhou Yuan's cultivation level invades in the future and wants to kill us?" A pseudo-immortal master asked worriedly.
"Now let's take one step at a time. Once we have all the things done, we won't be afraid of anyone. As for Yuwen Zhouyuan, I think other tribes have seen his potential. Sometimes, we can cooperate.
, especially now that the human race is extremely powerful, more powerful than every race of ours. There is also a fairy world. Back then, we were separated from Taihuang Mountain and sealed to the edge of the world of broken books. It was the people in the fairy world who came back this time.
, may seal us for the second time at any time! Where is our biggest enemy?" said this Yuanxian Realm master from the Soul Blood Clan, and his tone was particularly heavy when he spoke of the four people in the Immortal Realm.
After hearing this, everyone understood.
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After leaving the Soul Blood Clan, Yuwen Zhouyuan flew directly east. Back then, he promised to be a cultivation master and save the Skeleton Demon Emperor. Now is the time.
"Master, the aliens are so bad, why didn't we wipe them all out just now?" Murong'e looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan in confusion and asked.
She was puzzled that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not kill those people.
"Haha, can one of yours fight against a race?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked with a smile.
"Why not? Master, you have advanced cultivation and are invincible. Those people just looked scared when they saw you." Murong'e said.
"That's just fear. It's impossible for a person to fight against a race. Unless he really reaches the state where one person can suppress the world, if there are too many ants, he will bite people to death." Murong Die interrupted and said, since Yuwen Zhouyuan
After returning, she became much more cheerful and talked more.
"Is the Soul Blood Clan really that powerful?" Murong'e said unconvinced.
"With my strength, I really can't fight against a race. If he massacres the masters of the soul blood race, it will inevitably lead to the alliance of alien races. Moreover, every race has its own reasons. The mass killing may cause some changes in the rules of the world.
." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked up at the sky and said.
Obviously, Yuwen Zhouji's cultivation has improved and he has understood a lot of things. Although he is extremely powerful, when it comes to fighting against the rules of heaven and earth, it is simply impossible. When he no longer has that strength, he can only silently follow the rules.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, the two women nodded in understanding.
In more than ten breaths, Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived in the mountain range with the two girls.
Although it has been nearly two hundred years, the desert still exists, but it seems to have shrunk a lot, which shows that the situation of the Skeleton Demon Emperor is very bad.
In the desert, the sky is filled with yellow sand, and there are many more skeletons. These skeletons look like they will fall apart if a gust of wind blows.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was shrouded in invisible light, expelling the devouring power. He raised his foot and stamped hard.
Boom! The desert shook violently. Starting from Yuwen Zhouyuan's foot, a deep crack appeared. The farther away from Yuwen Zhouyuan, the wider the crack became.