The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

Gu Yunze, the sky is extremely high!

"Ke Bing, are you really going to stop me?"

Du Gen, the second-ranking **** emperor powerhouse on the side of the foreign spirits, braved an extremely violent aura, staring at Ke Bing in front of him, glaring at him, and there was a tendency to make a big fight.

To be honest, Du Gen had been extremely calm when the stars appeared just now. He didn't think that a kid in the realm of a demigod could really turn the tide.

After all, Yuan Ming has that white ice crystal on his body, which is equivalent to the strength of a first-grade **** emperor's full blow. Any human cultivator in the semi-god realm can't be its enemy.

Unexpectedly, the final result would be like this. Du Gen admitted that he had misplaced his eyes. The human youth named Xingchen could not be treated with common sense at all. He was simply a monster.

Du Gen is a casual cultivator of Zhan Lingyuan. Originally, he didn't want to break the rules of the battle match, but thinking about the secret entrustment of a certain strong man before, he had to make a move and wanted to save Yuanming's life.

Unexpectedly, Du Gen had just moved. Na Ke Bing seemed to have known his thoughts a long time ago, and he made a timely move, so that the means of saving Yuan Ming fell to an instant. How could he not be angry?

"Du Gen, if you feel that you can be so unruly in future competitions, then I don't mind just fighting it!"

Ke Bing looked calm, staring at Du Gen's eyes, there was a strange dangerous light shining, his heart was actually ready to tear his face, these cunning foreign spirits could do anything.

Du Gen, who heard what Ke Bing said, suddenly fell silent. He was just a second-ranked **** emperor. If he wanted to say that the decision to fight the competition was stagnant, he still didn't have the qualifications.

This is just one corner of the war spirit original, a place like this, the war spirit original is more than thousands, and the battle arena is also a way that both sides have defaulted, and it was even approved by some high-level foreign spirits.

Of course, the most important thing is that even if Du Gen makes another move at this moment, he can't save Yuan Ming at all. If this is the case, why does he have to do that useless work?

"Humph!"

In the end, Du Gen just uttered a cold snort, and then moved his eyes down, looking at the human black-clothed youth who looked like a small black dot, and deep in his eyes, there was a murderous intent that did not cover much.

"Where did this kid named Xingchen come from? But it feels... really cool!"

The doubts in Ke Bing's heart are similar to those of Du Gen, but the mood is completely opposite, because the human side has never been so proud since the battle.

In fact, if it weren't for that Yuan Ming was too arrogant and didn't make those stupid moves after defeating Yin Ping, this time the battle match is bound to be the same as before. The human side will be defeated and once again withdraw from the land of a thousand miles.

But now, the human side is not without opportunities, as long as the battle of the first-grade **** emperor is held, even if it is a tie, it can be regarded as a big improvement for human beings in the battle competition.

And all of this was brought by the guy named Xingchen, even if it was the second-tier **** emperor's Ke Bing, he also looked at him with admiration. If that kid is a casual cultivator, it would be even more pleasing to the eye.

These practitioners of Zhan Lingyuan, whether they are foreign spirits or humans, are actually some who don’t want to see those who come out of the authentic sect. Those who are born in casual cultivators have more or less a trace of unknown self-esteem and jealousy. .

…………

"Since you are not dead, don't play dead in the cave!"

On the sky below the ancient clouds, Yun Xiao's powerful soul power felt for a while, but he let out a cold shout, making the cultivators of both sides stunned.

Their soul power is much worse than Yun Xiao, and they can't sense the Yuan Ming breath in the marsh mud. At this moment, hearing the words of the stars, their moods are different.

The human cultivator had regrets on his face. Did the amazing power of the secret path just now fail to kill Yuan Ming? That is really a shame.

As for the foreign spirits, there is a big difference. The two Mo Jiang glanced at each other, and felt regretful. If the promising Yuan family's family really grows up, it will undoubtedly be a big threat to the Mo family's family.

On the contrary, as the person concerned, Yun Xiao's face did not see much regret. His eyes were just staring blankly at the big hole that Yuan Ming had smashed out, and there was no movement for a long time.

"I said, take this cut, spare you not to die, and then pretend to die, don't blame me for another cut!"

Seeing that Yuan Ming had turned into a tortoise with a shrunken head, Yun Xiao was a little bit dumbfounded. When he spoke for the second time, or threatened, the big hole in the swamp mud finally splashed with mud.

Whoosh!

A gray figure swept out of the swamp. It was Yuan Ming, whose face was pale to the extreme. His white clothes were so filthy, where was the slightest hint of chic when he appeared?

"He... his cultivation level?"

When one of the sounds of exclamation uttered, everyone finally sacrificed the power of their souls and sensed Yuan Ming's cultivation base. Under this induction, stormy waves were instantly set off in their hearts.

Because the Yuan Ming at this moment is no longer the previous half-god cultivation base, or even the ninth-rank Immortal Venerable at the beginning, its sluggish aura can't conceal the realm of that 8-rank immortal.

"Eight-Rank Immortal..."

There was endless shock on the face of the human immortal high-level pulse refiner. It seemed that he couldn't believe the power of his soul. The four words in his mouth also contained a touch of uncertainty.

"This is... was cut to the realm with a single knife, and it is still a dual realm?"

Li Muling's voice in the Lieyang Palace was also a little trembling, and at the same time, he understood why the black-clothed youth's face had no regrets.

Because Yuan Ming fell to the Eighth Stage Immortal Venerable, I am afraid that he will not be able to make an inch in this life. The thunder stab just now not only lost his realm, but also his cultivation foundation.

In other words, Yuan Ming, who was once regarded as the rising star of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest and placed extremely high hopes, was just an eighth-rank immortal from this moment, and with the passage of time, it will inevitably disappear in the long river of time.

Such a result might be more difficult to accept than slashing it directly?

For example, Li Muling himself, if faced with such a result, I am afraid that life will be worse than death.

After having tasted the sweetness of high-level cultivation base, how difficult would it be to think about being unable to break through to the next level?

Therefore, the paleness on Yuan Ming's face was partly due to serious injuries, and more because of despair. His eyes were full of spite, the spite of the young star in black.

Perhaps amidst these bitterness and unwillingness, there is a trace of regret, right?

If there is a chance to do it again, Yuan Ming will never be so arrogant again, and will never give mankind any chance again. If the battle of the battle is ended earlier, how can it end miserably at this moment?

But at that time, Yuan Ming, how could he imagine that the other party would have an enchantment like a star? With the cultivation base of the demigod, he sacrificed a blade of thunder, even his own white ice crystal could not stop it.

It was these unexpected changes, coupled with Yuan Ming's own arrogance, that led to the result at this moment, and all blunders can only be described by fate.

"Tsk tusk, Yuan Ming, I have to say, your luck is really good, this life is yours!"

Yun Xiao didn't care about Yuan Ming's deeply hidden resentment. He said what he said, but after the words were uttered, Yuan Ming's face instantly became flushed, and his malaise became extremely disordered.

"Puff!"

The bruise that had just been forced down, finally couldn't help but spit out wildly, so that the practitioners of both sides looked at each other, secretly saying that this was really vomiting blood from anger.

After studying the underlying meaning of Yunxiao's words, everyone casts a light of compassion on Yuan Ming. Dark road, this guy encounters the stars, and he is really crushed in every aspect. .

"That guy Yuan Ming won't be mad at all, right?"

Han Luoying's face was gloating, as if watching a big show, staring at the Wanmolin Foreign Spirit Yuanming over there, hoping that Yunxiao could say more stimulating words. If it is as she said, then It's perfect.

Hearing the words of the genius of the Moon God Palace, all human cultivators have a look of expectation. They now have infinite confidence in the stars, and they only feel that everything that the guy can do is taken for granted.

"Yuan Ming, come back!"

Just when Yuan Ming took a deep breath and wanted to say something, a voice came out behind him, making him startled, how could he become so impatient?

To be honest, Yuan Ming has always been known for his meticulous thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't have even planted the silver bottle in his hands, but after the stars appeared, he lost his reason again and again.

Naturally speaking, he was just as gloomy and extravagant. In fact, he was greatly relieved. No matter what, at least Yuan Ming still saved his life. As for how to deal with the aftermath, it doesn't matter to him.

An Eighth-Rank Immortal Venerable who is destined to never make a breakthrough in his life, even if he comes from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, he will no longer value it.

In his opinion, Wan Mo Lin Yuan's family will give up this so-called rising star from now on, right?

At some point, the power of the spirit race is more realistic and cruel than the human sect. They will only see if this alien spirit has a future and whether it can become a top power in the end.

The former Yuan Ming undoubtedly possessed such potential, and this was the only way to be favored by the Yuan family, and to give a surname as Yuan, which was cultivated as a top power in the future.

Yuan Ming also did not disappoint those Yuan clan powerhouses. After transforming into a human form, his cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds, which seemed to have greater potential than the Motuo type.

But now, a Yuan Ming who has no prospects for cultivation will inevitably be abandoned by the Yuan clan. After returning to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, it is not bad to be able to save this little life, so what else?