"Yanmotian, you seem to know the blood slaves in the Poison Valley very well? I think you all the wild tribes have encountered many blood slaves in the Poison Valley, right?" Xu Yang asked..Access:..Say.

Yan Motian met Xu Yang's expressionless eyes, his heart trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Yes..."

"Let me explain the information about the blood slave in detail." Xu Yang said.

Although Yan Motian was resentful, he had suffered enough Xu Yang's pain and quickly replied: "Yes... In this Ten Thousand Poison Valley, the blood slaves also have different strengths. The lowest level is the gray blood slave, which is probably only the Xuanwang level, and there are many. In the depths of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, blue-clothed blood slaves often appear. They have the Xuanhuang level! Because of the difficult-to-kill characteristics, they are very difficult to deal with, and even the same-level masters may not be able to beat. A higher level is the Purple Blood slave, and we have only encountered one."

"Oh? How strong is that purple-clothed blood slave?" Xu Yang asked curiously.

"At that time, a four-tribulation world-famous master of my Rock Clan, Yanhuo Zhenren, fought with the purple-clothed blood slave for a long time and smashed it seven times. However, the purple-clothed blood slave was restored to its original state, which made Yanhuo Zhenren slightly injured and had to lead the crowd away." Yan Motian said with lingering fear.

"Well." Xu Yang had an intuitive understanding of the strength of the purple-clothed blood slave. He was crushed seven times in a row by the Four Tribulation World Honored One, but he had the ability to injure the Four Tribulation Strong One... His strength should be around the Three Tribulation World Honored One. However, considering his immortality, it should be more difficult to deal with than the ordinary Four Tribulation World Honored One.

"Are there any stronger blood slaves above the purple-clothed blood slave?" Xu Yang asked.

Yan Motian shook his head and said, "We have never seen it before... it shouldn't be. The puppet of the level of the Purple-clothed Blood Slave is already incredible."

"Do you really think this is a puppet?" Xu Yang shook his head and smiled, leading everyone to continue walking forward.

Along the way, he encountered several gray-clothed blood slaves. In order to save time, Xu Yang directly destroyed the fire lotus and completely smashed it. This level of attack has exceeded the recovery limit of gray-clothed blood slaves, and it can be said to be killed in one blow. Everyone looked over and felt dumbfounded.

"Now we have reached the inner area of ​​Wanpo Valley... it is not far from the deepest part of the strong men of the wild tribes." After three hours of rapid running, Shi Kuo found a broken palace, saw a secret mark on it, and hurriedly reported to Xu Yang.

"Yeah." Xu Yang nodded slightly, suddenly his eyes flashed and looked to the side. In that direction, he sensed the heavy and slow footsteps again. It seemed that a blood slave had 'swayed' nearby.

"Blue 'color' blood slave!"

Shi Kuo exclaimed. According to the information provided by Yan Motian, the blue-clothed blood slave has the strength of the Xuanhuang level. Considering its difficult-to-kill characteristics, it is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary Xuanhuang powerhouses.

"I'll deal with them."

Xu Yang took a step to the left and blocked everyone. In the red fog, three blue-clothed blood slaves and led more than a dozen gray-clothed blood slaves and slowly appeared.

The moment I discovered everyone, three blue-clothed blood slaves roared, and the wind roared under their feet, and quickly rushed towards Xu Yang. The thin claws drew several blood lights and flew out of their hands!

"Sure enough... the blood power can not only restore their bodies, but also attack outside the body, just like mysterious power!"

Xu Yang didn't take these Xuanhuang-level attacks seriously. He simply punched. A golden "color" fist print turned into a ball, flew forward and bombarded the blood lights.

The blood light shattered, and three blue-clothed blood slaves were bombarded by the remaining power of the golden fist mark. Their body was immediately broken and fell backwards. Xu Yang followed with a palm and fell down, and a handprint covering the sky fell down, slapped the more than ten gray-clothed blood slaves into "meat" mud.

With this punch and a palm, the power of the World Honored One was revealed. A group of disciples from the righteous alliance all showed their shocked expressions.

"KaKaKa..."

A sound of bone reorganization was heard, and then three blue-clothed blood slaves stood up slowly and continued to walk towards Xu Yang. Sure enough, the blue-clothed blood slave's recovery ability was much stronger than the gray-clothed blood slave, and they could recover if they were hit by the World Honored One.

"Blood Drinking Sword, go!"

Xu Yang pointed the sword technique in his hand, and a blood light slashed out, and flew straight past the three blue-clothed blood slaves. He was already impatient and had to use thunder to solve these undead Xiaoqiang.

Xu Yang has not activated the secret technique to increase now, and his strength is only at the level of the World Honored One. The control of the Blood Drinking Sword is just a simple slash, and he cannot use techniques like the "Class and Sword Technique". However, this is the power of the treasure body after all, and these blue-clothed blood slaves cannot withstand it no matter what.

Swish, swish, three light sounds, three blue-clothed blood slaves were cut into six sections. The Blood Drinking Sword broke through the air and roared sharply, and returned to Xu Yang's body. The three blue-clothed blood slaves never got up again.

Yan Motian was shocked again. Although the blue-clothed blood slave was not as good as the purple-clothed blood slave, its recovery ability could not disappear. There was a World-Emperor of the Wild Second Tribulation who took action against a blue-clothed blood slave and smashed it seven times, which made the latter not recover again. Xu Yang only used it twice. Does this mean that Xu Yang's strength is stronger?

"No matter what... in order to seize the Spirit-absorbing Shrine, our wild tribes have already produced all the "elements" and there are several Four Tribulation World Honored Ones present! Xu Yang, don't want to win!" Yan Motian silently recited in his heart to increase his confidence. But even though he forced himself to hypnotize himself, he still felt a lingering panic in his heart.

There is a tall temple at the deepest point of Wanpo Valley. However, after many years, this temple has been ruined. Although it is reinforced by forbidden laws, many places have been mottled and damaged. Time is the most terrifying force.

A group of strong men from the wild tribe surrounded the large "gate" of this temple, about a hundred feet away.

"Who should the Yanhuo Zhenren, the Spirit-Sucking Shrine and the Blood Holy Blood Core belong to after collection? This cannot be careless." Next to him, an ugly Yaksha old man said in a 'yin'. There was a erect scar in the center of his face, which slashed from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, making him look very ferocious.

"Zheng Demon, you have not received the things yet, and you are going to compete for the ownership? This is a bit too urgent." Yanhuo True Man was carved from marble, and his voice was like a "interaction" of metal and stone, which was extremely clear.

"Hmph... I think what Ye Mo said is right, so I should confirm the ownership earlier to avoid disputes again." An old man who seemed to be shrouded in fog said with a smile.

"Mistress Wu Yin said it well!" said the night demon Zhenren with an ugly scar face, "This time, you have many people in the Rock tribe. After opening this Blood Holy Palace, you will have the greatest advantage. Isn't the holy weapon in your pocket?"

"Two fellow Taoists, our wild tribes need to unite now. The Immortal Alliance and other human sects are still eyeing us! For the unity of our wild tribes, our rock tribe decided to give up the spirit-absorbing shrine." Yanhuo Zhenren looked at each other with a four-tribulation Buddha behind him and said slowly.

"Hmm?" Both Ye Mo Zhenren and Mizuki Realm were stunned and then happy!

"Okay, Master Yanhuo is very wise and I admire him!" Master Ye Mo laughed.

"Is this the same thing that Master Yan Wall means?" asked Master Wu Yin.

Behind the Rock Huo Zhenren, another Rock Clan's Four Tribulation World Honored One nodded and said, "Not bad."

"But... the Blood Holy Blood Core, our Rock Clan will definitely win. Please don't take away the beauty of others," said Yanhuo Zhenren slowly.

"Blood Holy Blood Core..." Ye Mo Zhenren sank a little and said, "Okay, as long as your Rock Clan does not snatch the Spirit Sacrificial Shrine, I will not snatch the Blood Saint Blood Core."

Wuyin Zhenren nodded and agreed to the request of Yanhuo Zhenren. Unconsciously, the distance between Wuyin Zhenren and Yemo Zhenren became a little distant because both of them had the same goal, which was the Spirit-Sucking Shrine!

"Okay, since that's the case, let's work together to break through the big 'gate' of the Blood Saint Palace!"

The Yanhuo Zhenren and the Yan Wall Zhenren behind him took a step at the same time and bombarded heavily at the large "gate" of the Blood Saint Palace! One left and one right, the Ye Demon Zhenren and the Wu Yin Zhenren also took all their efforts.

Suddenly, a black light column, two gold light columns, and a gray mist light column bombarded the large "gate" of the Blood Saint Palace at the same time!

“Kala…”

The big ‘gate’ of Blood Saint Palace collapsed with a bang!

"Okay!" The wings of the Night Demon Realm spread out, and with a blink of an eye, they were the first to rush into the Blood Saint Palace! And the Wuyin True Man was not willing to be outdone, turned into fog and flashed into the Blood Saint Palace quickly.

The real person of Yanhuo and the real person of Yanwai smiled and looked at each other, and walked towards the Blood Saint Palace without any haste.

"The Blood Saint must have left more than one backup plan at the beginning. Let the Night Demon and the Fog Hidden Realm be the way to explore the stones for our Rock Clan." Yanhuo True Man quietly sent a voice.

"Om Long!"

With a loud bang, the two four-tribulation World Honored Ones flew backwards at a faster speed than when they left!

"Four purple-clothed blood slaves!" said Wu Yin Zhenren hurriedly.

It seemed as if the words of Wu Yin Zhenren were verified. In the collapsed Blood Saint Palace, four powerful purple figures floated out like light smoke. They seemed to have no weight, three inches above the ground, floating in suspension.

"Don't panic, we have four four-tribulation World Honored Ones, and there are so many powerful people like the three-tribulation and the second-tribulation. There is no reason to be afraid of them!" said Ye Mo Zhenren, "Yanhuo Zhenren, Yan Wall Zhenren, and Wu Yin Zhenren. I will allocate one to kill these four purple blood slaves!"

Yan Huo and the others looked at each other and nodded helplessly. They thought that the killer weapon in the Blood Saint Palace was some secret methods of prohibition, but who knew that they were four purple-clothed blood slaves. They really couldn't refuse, otherwise they would not be able to enter the Blood Saint Palace, and the plan to seize the Spirit-Sucking Shrine would inevitably fail.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

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