"Who is there?"

Xiao Yi's eyes looked directly at the void.

An invisible energy fluctuation instantly turned into a sharp blade, and with a bang it pierced through the void.

The entire void collapsed in an instant.

Turned into a bottomless pit of destruction.

There was a strong space storm raging around, as if a prehistoric ancient beast opened its bloody mouth and was devouring the surrounding void.

This void was swallowed tens of thousands of kilometers in an instant.

"Boss, who is there?"

Xiaolin looked at Xiao Yi in confusion.

The perception of the ancient Tianhuang dragon is also extremely sensitive.

He didn't notice anyone there! Zhao Wudi frowned and said, "Xiao Yi, you can't feel it wrong, right?"

He also did not find any clues.

Xiao Yi shook his head. He is now at the 20th level of the Extreme Saint King. He is confident that he is the number one person under the Saint Emperor.

Even... even if a real Holy Emperor realm powerhouse can stand invincible in front of him.

Just now when Yan Luo was about to tell the secret of the battle that year, he did feel a trace of extremely obscure energy fluctuations coming from the void.

But now it seems that there is nothing unusual in that void.

"Ah..."                                                                                                                             �

Everyone's expressions changed.

Wait for a look back.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

I saw that Yan Luo had already separated from his body and head, and the man's head was rolling on the ground, blood surging.

His eyes were glaring angrily, and he had lost all his vitality.

You know...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Even a drop of blood can entice its consciousness.

But now.

But he was already dead and could not die again! A powerful man from the Saint King realm was killed under his nose, and even killed his body and all his consciousness in an instant.

Such methods are really creepy.

Gulu! Zhao Wudi swallowed hard, looking at Yan Luo, who had no breath at all, he felt his scalp numb and looked around with vigilance: "Who is it?"

Xiaolin's face was full of solemnity, and his spiritual thoughts swept around him. He always paid attention to all changes around him, without letting go of any slight disturbance: "Boss, what's going on..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  �

The person behind this scene was able to silently kill a master in the seventh level of the Saint King realm in front of him.

This shows how terrifying the opponent's strength is.

At least...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Xiaolin murmured to himself, then looked up at Zhao Wudi and asked, "Zhao Wudi, that battle was initiated by your father. Don't you know some of the secrets?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Wudi one after another.

He is Zhao Wuji's son. If anyone who is present knows the best of that battle, it must be him.

However...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

Even the people in our martial clan didn’t know the specific situation of the battle…”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     �

The eyes were full of distrust.

after all.

Zhao Wudi is Zhao Wuji's son. Zhao Wuji started the battle that was a huge event, but he didn't even know at all.

Zhao Wudi said helplessly: "I really didn't lie to you. When the battle broke out, I was just a cultivation level in the Saint Lord realm.

Moreover, the eight tribes of our Xuan Realm have always followed the principle of hiding the world and avoiding disasters..." Fang Tianchi nodded and said, "Class Chief Zhao did not lie... Back then, the ancestors of our tribe predicted that Zhao Wuji would set off a shocking war, which would likely overthrow the rule of the Palace of Eternal Life.

In order to maintain the peace of the Xuan Realm, he leaked the matter to the Changsheng Palace. However, the Changsheng Palace never cared about it. He even thought that the Tiance clan's ability to calculate Tianji was just right. Until that battle broke out, the Changsheng Palace did not prepare in advance..." The Tiance clan was also worried that Zhao Wuji would really fight against the Changsheng Palace and would be involved in the Xuan Realm at that time, so he leaked the news.

But the Palace of Eternal Life did not care about this matter.

But even so...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             �

Zhao Wudi snorted coldly, thinking about the secret information from the Tiance clan that year, he felt very unhappy: "Do you still have the face to say it?"

Your Tiance clan claims to know the destiny and know the future, but they always do nothing about personnel..." Fang Tianchi smiled bitterly and did not explain.

His ancestors back then also wanted to protect the Xuanyuan.

This kind of thing cannot be used to judge who is right and who is wrong, let alone his arguments are of no use.

"alright!"

Xiao Yi interrupted the conversation between several people. He stood up from Yan Luo, patted his hands, and said lightly, "Yan Luo was hit by an extremely strange poison, instantly killing the soul of the powerful man in the Holy King realm, and numbing his holy body.

In the shortest time, he quietly solved his life. Such a method is really incredible..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    �

Such a poison is simply invincible! If someone uses such a poison to deal with them, how should he deal with it?

Xiao Yi said: "This poison is indeed powerful, but it is not without a solution."

"Um?"

"Boss, have you thought of a way to detoxify?"

"Leader, do you think this is true?"

Everyone looked surprised and suspicious.

Xiao Yi nodded, signaled several people to approach, lowered his voice and said, "The solution to this poison is not difficult, you just need..."                                                                                                              �

Seeing that Xiao Yi was about to talk about the key points, at this moment, he saw green vines burst out from Xiao Yi's body.

The green vines are extremely fast.

In the sound of a whoosh.

The void is penetrated.

I heard a muffled groan, and from the void beside everyone, I saw the green vine rolling up a figure and landing in front of everyone.

The figure was wrapped in a black cloak.

Not tall.

Very thin.

At this moment, he was staring at Xiao Yi with blood-red eyes wide open, staring at him with gritted teeth, "You have no way to detoxify at all, right?"

The reason you said this on purpose was to lure me out..." Xiao Yi grinned, looked at the figure bound by the vines of the Vines of the Sacrificial Tree, and said coldly: "Tell me, what is your origin?

Why kill Yan Luo?

Who is instructing you behind you?"

Facing Xiao Yi's series of questions.

The black-robed figure snorted coldly, and his contemptuous eyes passed by Xiaolin and others. He looked at Xiao Yi with a proud look and said, "You are the only ones who are qualified to know our organization, but they are not qualified enough.

If they all retreat, I will naturally tell you my origin..."                                                                                                                         

Xiaolin and Zhao Wudi were furious.

They are the strongest people in the Qingtian Realm besides Xiao Yi.

A peak of a holy king.

An ancient alien species that is comparable to the ninth level of the Holy King Realm.

As a result, the other party actually said that they didn’t even have the qualification to know his origin?
Chapter completed!