Chapter 588 I'm going back first
"Immorality is not good for the body. It would be better for Mr. Anjiao to behave less in the future."
Hai Yue said coldly.
"Yes, yes, Haiyue taught me a lesson."
Anjiao was not angry either, smiling and nodding in praise.
"Stop arguing. The truth will be clear soon. Rin still has a trace of intelligence, but he has fallen into a coma. It will take a long time for him to wake up. The person who injured him must still be in Haidu. It is necessary to escape. Impossible."
The short-haired man said majestically.
The hall suddenly became quiet, as if there was an invisible pressure hanging over it.
“Originally, the human invasion was already a humiliating event. Unexpectedly, it also severely damaged those of us in the Coral Throne. It is simply a huge humiliation that has never happened in thousands of years. I can’t bear it when I think about it. I want to commit suicide and apologize, but everyone here is also embarrassed."
The short-haired man continued to say in a deep voice: "And this matter seems to be related to Xie Huan. Everyone should know that Panzu is right. If Xie Huan's attitude cannot be dealt with in time, everyone here will not end well if Panzu takes action personally, so I decided to take you to Haidu to arrest people personally."
"Master Xing arrests people personally?"
The faces of the throne members present all changed and they were surprised.
"What else? Just rely on you trash?"
The short-haired man's eyes darkened, shrouded in a layer of gloom.
Everyone was silent, no one dared to answer.
Nowadays, things in Haidu have made people panic, and everyone is wise to protect themselves.
“This also proves from the side that there is really no use in having a lot of waste, which can be used to refine the divine blood. Are all the tribes ready for the second batch of blood servants?”
Xing's eyes moved and he spoke slowly.
The atmosphere in the hall has solidified again, the silence can be heard, and the invisible pressure makes it almost impossible to breathe.
“What, is there a problem?”
Xing looked at the members of the Gu Ming and Lingbo tribes.
Among the fourteen members present, there is only one person from Anjiao from the Ancient Ming Clan, five from the Yulong Clan, three from the Lingbo Clan, and six seats belong to the peak powerhouses of non-king blood races, respectively. They are the six tribes: the wise turtle, the proud shark, the sea witch, the poison fang, the dragon general, and the mother monarch.
The six tribes did not object to the sacrifice and refining of the king's blood. On the contrary, they were somewhat happy to see it and gloated about the misfortune.
If the Guming and Lingbo tribes lose their royal blood, it will be a matter of time before they fall to the altar and become the same as them, or even inferior to them.
Only one person from the Ancient Underworld Tribe is in Anjiao. He gently closes his eyes and does not speak.
The pressure was given to three people from the Lingbo tribe.
Hai Yue said: "This matter has always been handled by the clan leader. Today, the clan leader is not here, so I and the others cannot give an answer."
"The same is true for our clan."
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"Haha, if your clan leader never comes, then there will never be an answer? Let Panzu wait for tens of thousands of years?"
Cang said with a sneer.
“I know that you are conflicted, but the leap of the times is not based on personal will. Returning to divine blood is the general trend, not to mention that it is not your life, it is just the loss of your bloodline talent and cultivation. Realm will not have the slightest impact.” A person who is on the throne and is so pampered, can’t bear to give up a little blood? Don’t let Panzu and Chaozu come to you personally to ask for blood, otherwise it will be a shame for me to do things poorly. Don’t blame me for being rude then!”
"It's not that I'm reluctant to give up, but how much king's blood is needed to refine the divine blood? We don't have any idea at all. There were more than 3,000 blood servants in the first batch, all of whom were elite disciples of the royal family. Although it would not be possible to lose the king's blood, It will affect their lives and cultivation, but their future is gone. How many people will be needed for the second batch? Will there be a third batch and a fourth batch? And will the divine blood be successfully refined in the end? "
Another member of the Lingbo tribe said, with a look of worry on his face.
"There is nothing that is 100% certain in the world. I can only say that for thousands of years, now is the time closest to the king's blood. Moreover, you know in your heart what the conditions of the first batch of blood servants are. They are all just rubbish. , even I can’t stand it. It’s a kindness of Panzu not to settle the score with you.” A thousand people must be at least 30% of the King's blood quality, and they must be gathered within three days and sent to the Poseidon Temple. "Thirty percent of the King's blood quality?"
Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and one of them said angrily: "Xing, do you know what 30% of the king's blood quality means? It means that this person can form elixirs at the lowest level, and there is a 30% chance of being able to transform into an infant. Even if he has Even if our two clans search thoroughly, we may not be able to find two thousand.”
“This is what Chaozu meant”
Xing looked at this person and said calmly.
The four people from the two tribes instantly turned pale.
"My intention has been conveyed, Cang, Cai, you two will supervise this matter, and the rest will follow me to Haidu to arrest people."
"Yes!"< br>
Cang and another female member of the Yulong tribe hurriedly took the order.
Xing held his hands, and a strange wave of white light spread out in the hall. The entire "moon" became brighter, as if enveloped by a layer of white light, and then dimmed.
Xing and eleven other members of the council appeared on Haidu, each person covered in this white light.
It is the power of the Nine Heavens Pearl.
Xing's eyes were slightly focused, and his deep gaze looked towards the inner space of Haidu, expanding infinitely.
……
Over the ruins of the giant city.
The black nebula-like energy rotates, and the space becomes extremely chaotic.
The dazzling rain of elemental swords covered the black nebula, spreading continuously, killing the rushing sea monks.
There are really too many people, and Lu Ran and others can't kill them at all, not to mention that these thousands of sea warriors are not minions, and there are many Nascent Souls and even god-transformation monks among them.
Everyone was surrounded and overwhelmed.
The pressure immediately fell on Xie Huan, and soon the monks swarmed in and rushed into the sword formation.
The first few batches were ground into minced meat, but as the Yuanying monks rushed in one by one, releasing various defenses to resist the power of the sword array, the speed of the sword array began to slow down. , difficult to operate.
“A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to run wild in this formation, I don’t know how to write the word death!”
A shark-like head suddenly appeared above the sword formation, with eyes as white as death. , pupils as sharp as needles, staring Xie Huan to death.
Then the head raised up and let out a soul-like roar. A giant shark soul suddenly appeared in the sky. With its tail swung, it turned into a black lightning and struck down.
The entire sword array suddenly felt a great pressure.
In addition, the monks in the formation took action one after another, and the rain of elemental swords shattered in a large area. Fourteen swords appeared and shook Xie Huan's body.
Xie Huan didn't care to retract the sword array, and the holy body was pushed to the extreme. The power of the emperor spread all at once, shocking the hearts of every sea tribe monk, making them tremble all over, and they were stunned for an instant.
Xie Huan turned into a golden light, which was extremely dazzling in the darkness. Then a dark color emerged from his body, turning into armor with rows of armor. The entire right fist seemed to be twice as big, facing the The shark spirit that rushed down was blasted away.
“Bang!”
Under the light of the fist, there was unimaginable pressure.
The space was shattered, and everything around Xie Huan collapsed. The terrifying power of the soul shocked him. The ink scales on the armor shook, and many of them flew out. Xie Huan The holy bodies are somewhat deformed.
The pupils of the shark head in the sky suddenly shrank, and it opened its mouth wide in shock. It was speechless for a moment and could not speak. He is one of the most ferocious races in the Sea Clan. He is a god-transformation monk from the Shark branch. His natural power is Yuan Shen Bing. This move is almost invincible at the same level. Except for the Sea Dragon Yuan Shen of the Yulong Ancestor, he is almost unbeatable. People can stop it.
A Nascent Soul cultivator actually took it over with his bare hands?
This shark clan member's head was shut down and he felt like he was in a dream.
Xie Huan withstood the blow, and his body felt extremely uncomfortable. He groaned and blood spurted out.
His holy body was distorted on the spot after being beaten for the first time.
In order to protect the teleportation formation behind him, there is no other way, otherwise only a ghost can use such violent, ruthless, and violent moves.
Another soul roar roared out from the mouth of the shark head. The originally gray eyes turned scarlet, and the soul emerged above the head again, spinning furiously.
Xie Huan's eyes flashed, and he cursed: "Come again?!"
Not only that, those sea monks who escaped from the sword formation, all wielding magic weapons or magical powers, came in a rush to express their gratitude to Xie Huan Attack the target.
Xie Huan was a little frightened, but he sensed the surge of space energy in the black nebula. Reinforcements should be arriving soon, so he could only bite the bullet and take another blow.
He moved the golden body of the holy body to the extreme, and all six Nascent Souls rushed out of the body, each holding a magic weapon and a spiritual treasure, forming a formation to protect the body within it.
The fourteen swords flew back to the outside, protecting the six Nascent Souls.
Xie Huan's body was covered with an ice heart and then covered with ink scale armor. Under such extreme defense, he swung out another fierce fist and hit the soul forcefully.
"Boom!"
This time the impact was more violent than the last time.
The golden fist power as big as a casserole and the shark soul kept squeezing and fighting, and energy ripples surged out in circles and rushed in all directions.
Those sea monks who besieged Xie Huan were all shaken away by the aftermath.
The shark-headed true body also appeared in the darkness. He was an unusually burly warrior, and his solid body was constantly being twisted at this moment.
Finally the two forces were exhausted to the extreme.
Both sides were blown away.
The shark man also vomited blood in the air, his fierce eyes full of shock and anger.
Xie Huan's six Nascent Souls were all in a daze. It was the first time they had been hit like this. They kept babbling and screaming, and when summoned by thoughts, they all flew back into the body.
His Emperor's Holy Body was also injured, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole body's aura fell away.
Before he could recover, another group of sea cultivators swarmed in front of him, followed by the aura of the transformed gods.
“Damn it, the Avatar is still preparing for a sneak attack?”
Xie Huan’s consciousness did not scan the existence of the Avatar, but sensed it.
Obviously, the guy didn't intend to fight head-on, but to attack by surprise.
Not only was there the transformed god, but there were also several extremely dangerous auras, coming like a tidal wave.
Xie Huan felt a feeling of death in his heart.
Are you going to die here?
He felt a chill in his heart, and looked towards the vortex of black clouds, feeling that the people from the Holy Island were about to arrive, but it seemed that they were too late.
“I’ve tried my best and let fate take its course.”
A trace of determination flashed in Xie Huan's eyes, which turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the whirlpool of black clouds.
When he said resignation, he did not refer to himself, but to the situation.
Your life is still in your own hands.
He has decided to abandon the defense and escape, but there is danger in all directions, and the only safe place is the vortex of black clouds.
And a strange thought came to his mind.
Since this space formation leads to the Holy Island, and people can be teleported from there, will it be possible for me to enter from here...
The moment I came into contact with the vortex of black clouds, there was a violent " The sound of "rumbling" is that space is constantly breaking and reorganizing, and it is vibrating on him, forming a powerful feeling of tearing and squeezing.
But Xie Huan circulated the holy body and rushed inward even more.
The whole person was sucked into it instantly, and he traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
The moment he was turned away, he seemed to see a large number of twisted figures squeezing from the opposite side, some of which seemed extremely familiar.
"Boom!"
The black cloud vortex experienced huge vibrations and surges, becoming extremely unstable. The space energy showed signs of collapse and dispersed in all directions.
A huge spatial twist appeared in the sky above the ruins of the entire giant city.
All the monks who were fighting stopped and looked at this huge change in surprise.
During the twisting, a large number of powerful figures emerged, as many as hundreds of them, all of them human monks. However, they were all extremely twisted and their bodies were not stable.
But with a loud "boom", the black cloud vortex completely collapsed, all the twisting power was instantly bounced back, and the terrifying space energy swept in all directions.
The figures of those human monks finally became real, and most of them were blown away by the elastic force of this space. Only a few monks with strong cultivation ability stood still.
“Reinforcements are coming!”
Lu Ran and Long Xiu were both overjoyed.
Haishan and Shenxin Yunli always had gloomy faces and did not have much emotional fluctuations.
Suddenly Haishan's face changed drastically, two rays of light shot out from her eyes, she looked in all directions, and her consciousness spread to the maximum.
"Xie Huan..."
She exclaimed: "Xie Huan is gone!"
The voice was anxious and sharp, crossing the space, making everyone He was startled, and the entire battlefield instantly became quiet.
Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "How could it be possible? Is he dead? No way, even if he is dead, the power of the dark skeleton should still be there. Could it be that..."
At this time, a middle-aged man among the human monks said: "When we teleported here just now, we seemed to see a person teleporting in reverse. The figure looked a bit like Xie Huan. I thought it was an illusion at first."
This man stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, it was Duan Tianya.
“Huh?”
Lu Ran, Long Xiu, Haishan, and Shenxin Yunli all opened their mouths wide and froze.
“We are fighting to the death here, he, he, he went back?!”
Long Xiu screamed uncontrollably, as if someone had strangled his neck, his eyes widened and his face turned purple.
(End of this chapter)