Under this severe pain, Iwamotian's resistance quickly collapsed.

"I... say!" The white stone skin of Yanmotian jade even blew a trace of golden blood. This severe pain that invaded the bone marrow had gradually made his blood uncontrollable and evaporated along the stomata of the capillaries.

Xu Yang put away the seal script and said calmly: "Tell me, but you have to remember one thing. If I find that what you said is not true, the duration of the next pain will be doubled."

Yan Motian's body trembled slightly and looked at Xu Yang weakly. He no longer wanted to rely on information to exchange for his own life. For him, being able to die happily was a great relief.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is actually... the nest of a saint of a wild strong tribe a hundred thousand years ago," Yan Motian gasped, saying, "The saint of the vampire was severely injured by the Emperor Xuantian and fled back to his nest, but in the end, his vitality was eroded by the killing power contained in the tragic sword and died without hesitation."

"Talk about the key points." Xu Yang said, "Why do you still need to clear the scene when you come here? Is there any treasure of the vampire tribe here?"

Yanmotian said: "Yes, in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, there is a spirit-sucking divine, which is the most important holy weapon of the vampire... As long as we get it, plus the blood core left by the vampire saint, our wild tribes will have a powerful weapon to deal with the Immortal Alliance!"

"It turns out that your ultimate goal is to deal with the Immortal Alliance..." Xu Yang frowned slightly and thought, relying on his control of breathing, heartbeat and even body temperature. He confirmed that what Yan Motian said was the truth.

It's right to think about it. The traitors of the Wild Clans and the Immortal Alliance have trapped all the powerful people in the Imperial Sect, Zhengqi Alliance, Tiance Alliance and other places in the Human Clan Alliance. The secret realm is just around the corner. When the Human Clan Alliance completely collapses, these two major forces will definitely be difficult to coexist, and a new round of war will surely break out. The Immortal Alliance and the Penglai Immortal Sect and other sects will become enemies of the Wild Clans.

"Very good, now is the second question," Xu Yang said. "Does my inner disciples of the Emperor Sect survive in the battlefield of the Heavenly Emperor? Where are they all gathering?"

Yan Motian's eyes flashed slightly, but after meeting Xu Yang's cold eyes, he was shocked and said, "They are still alive! They are now in the northern area of ​​the Heavenly Emperor battlefield. In the ice sea and snow field, they are besieged by human powerhouses such as the Immortal Alliance."

"You're talking nonsense!" Xu Yang shouted, "In the Immortal Alliance, there have been strong people of the World Honored One who have entered the battlefield of the Heavenly Emperor, and the inner disciples of my Imperial Sect, together with the team leader, the strongest man is only at the level of Xuanhuang. If the location is determined, how can they resist the siege of the Immortal Alliance? They must have fallen long ago!"

Yan Motian's body trembled slightly: "What I said is true! From my standpoint, there is no need to deceive you in this matter... It is said that the disciples of the Emperor Sect found the old demon Xuantian... a flying palace left by God Xuantian. Only by relying on the forbidden law in the flying palace can they barely resist the attack."

"In this case, there is still some possibility." Xu Yang nodded slightly and said, "The last question... In the betrayal of the Immortal Alliance half a year ago, where did you trap the Lord of the Imperial Sect and the major sect masters?"

Yan Motian shook his head and said, "I don't have the right to know about this..." Seeing Xu Yang pinching the seal again, he shouted quickly, "What I said is absolutely true. You made me so painful, I don't know either! Only the ancestor-level figure of our Rock Clan, the Six Tribulation World Honored One, is qualified to know!"

Xu Yang understood that what Yan Motian said should be the truth. He stood up straight and breathed lightly.

"I have already said everything I should say... what are you going to do?" Yan Motian said with a hint of fear, and there was no longer any strength of the Rock Clan prince.

"Hmph... I was going to kill you, but now, I have changed my mind."

Xu Yang slapped Yan Motian’s chest with one hand, and seven bone beads shot out backwards and flew back into Xu Yang’s storage ring. Xu Yang then pinched the seal with his other hand and shot a black and white ban into Yan Motian’s body.

Yan Motian's body trembled, and the original power of the Xuanhuang level disappeared completely. He said in panic: "You...what have you done to me? Don't waste my power!"

Xu Yang said: "Don't worry, I just temporarily ban it... If you are lucky, I may release you back to freedom in the future."

Xu Yang originally wanted to exile the Yanmotian to the Blessing Realm and be under the supervision of the Dayong Sect, but in this battlefield of the Heavenly Emperor, he could not sense the direction of the Blessing Realm! In other words, Xu Yang could not break through the spatial channel of the Blessing Realm in the battlefield of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Brother Canghai, he may be of some use to this person." Xu Yang said, and then threw Yan Motian in front of Canghai.

"Use?" Cang Haiqi said, "It is better to kill and save trouble than to do this kind of burden."

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "My lord Xun Ji, the lord of my Emperor Sect, and the three sect leaders of your Zhengqi Alliance, are all trapped by the rebellion of the wild tribes and the Immortal Alliance. Leaving this Rock Motian may be used as a bridge for communication with the Rock Tribe." His words were sent into Canghai's ears through a voice transmission method.

Cang Hai suddenly realized, and focused his head, tied the Yanmotian firmly with the rope of the mysterious force and dragged it forward. Anyway, the Yanmotian also had a strong body of the Xuanhuang level, so the pain of dragging could be afforded.

"Brother Xu, it's not too late. Now the world-famous masters of the wild tribes should have gone to the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley to find the Spirit-Sucking Divine! As far as I know, there are at least two four-tribulation powerful people. What should you do?" Cang Hai was not sure about Xu Yang's current strength, so he asked tentatively.

"Are you the Four Tribulations of World Honored Ones..."

Xu Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, we will go to Wanpo Poison Valley, and we will meet the four-tribulation powerhouses of all the wild tribes!"

As if infected by Xu Yang's strong self-confidence, a group of disciples of the Zhengqi League showed an excited expression. Yan Motian, who was beside him, secretly curled his lips with a disdainful expression. In his opinion, even Xu Yang was only a first-class World Honored One, and was not as good as the old-fashioned one who had been famous for a long time. He would definitely suffer a great loss when he went there this time.

However, this is a good thing for Yan Motian. If Xu Yang loses to the wild tribes and is defeated and captured, he will be able to return to freedom. At that time, he can take revenge on Xu Yang.

Xu Yang led the Zhengqi Alliance and his group to escort Yanmotian and walked towards the depths of Wandu Valley. The reason for taking Canghai and others was because Xu Yang did not have a path. The Wandu Valley, which was full of red fog, was easy to lose its direction and go in the opposite direction.

Cang Hai and others did have a set of things. They left hidden marks on many broken palace stone pillars. The direction was clear along the marks.

"This Wanpoison Valley itself is not a peaceful place. The direction we are in is the periphery and we have not encountered any monsters. In the depths of Wanpoison Valley, there is a human-shaped monster called "Blood Slave", which is like a zombie controlled by the ghost tribe. It has infinite power and no pain, which is very difficult. And the deeper we go, the more powerful the blood slave we encounter."

Shi Kuo and Canghai, who were walking side by side with Xu Yang, told Xu Yang some information about Wandu Valley.

Suddenly, Xu Yang, who was walking in the front, looked slightly moved and waved, "Wait, there seems to be a sound in front of you... Listen to this sound, it should be what you call a blood slave..."

A group of Xuanhuang and Xuanwang-level disciples of the Zhengqi Alliance were prepared for battle as if they were facing a great enemy. Suddenly, a stream of mysterious energy fluctuated and surged out of the surroundings.

"Tread, step, step..."

The sound of slow and stiff footsteps came, and a few gray figures gradually came from the fog in front of them.

"Grey Blood Slave... the lowest-level guy, you are afraid that you will become like this..." Yan Motian murmured in a low voice.

The gray blood slave had four heads. They soon discovered Xu Yang and others. A pair of unhappy eyes suddenly emitted blood and rushed towards Xu Yang and others! The originally slow movement turned out to be as fast as thunder!

"Don't have to do it, let me do it!" Cang Hai shouted loudly, and a long golden stick in his hand suddenly extended, hitting the four gray blood slaves, angrily!

"Boom!"

With a trembling sound, the ground in front was split into a huge crack several feet wide and hundreds of feet long by a golden stick. All four gray blood slaves were smashed into the ground.

"Junior Brother Canghai is a good example!" A disciple of the Zhengqi League cheered.

"Wait..." Xu Yang's face showed a hint of solemnity. He pointed to the crack not far away and said, "Those blood slaves seem to have not been destroyed."

The thin and dry palms grabbed the edge of the cracks on the earth, and four gray blood slaves crawled out one after another. They shook their bodies, making a crisp "crack" sound, and continued to run towards everyone.

"No, it's very different from walking zombies... There seems to be an obscure energy in their bodies, helping them to heal themselves quickly... These guys only have the power of the Xuanwang level, but there is absolutely no intact reason to bear the blow of Canghai, a royal descendant of the Xuanhuang-level emperor. It must be that obscure energy that will restore them to their original state."

In an instant, Xu Yang made a judgment.

Canghai stepped forward, and the golden long stick was pointed out. Within one breath, the four blood slaves had knocked down to the ground again. One of them was the worst, completely turned into a meat paste, and there was no human form.

"Brother Xu, these blood slaves seem to be made of mud, which is very resistant to hitting! However, if they are broken a few times, they will not be able to recover." Cang Hai shook the long stick and kept slamming the blood slaves, while laughing.

"I understand... it's because of the obscure energy in their bodies that consume too much, so it cannot be restored. It's really a strange energy, so it's better to call it...the power of blood."

Xu Yang thought silently, watching Cang Hai completely smash the four Xuanwang-level gray blood slaves, making it impossible to recover.--190399854393540078+dliineda+1774-->

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