Chapter 89: Killing the Second Emperor

"Why does this thing feel awkward?" his eyes swept the spear in his hand, Yu Xiaojie's eyebrows tightened, and he seemed to encounter some difficult problem.

"Boy, you are content, and you can't move the marks on it, so you can just use it as a stick. The old voice woke up the pensive Yu Xiaojie.

Raising his head and seeing the shocked look in the pupils of the two old men in the distance, Yu Xiaojie raised the corners of his mouth slightly, without any further hesitation, his figure quickly swept up, picked up the spear and smashed it.

Looking at the young man who smashed the two emperor-level powerhouses into retreat with dazzling white light, the people in the distance fell into silence and couldn't talk to themselves for a long time.

"He... What kind of physique is it!" After a long time, one person muttered.

Hearing this, people remembered, it seems that this is already the third attribute of the young man, is there still a three-line mutant spirit body in the world?! Earth system, fire system and now gold system, everyone glanced at each other, and found that everyone here was shocked in their eyes.

"Bang, bang!" The border sky has been dyed white and red, and a muffled sound continues to sound in it.

His left hand was shocked and a little numb, Yu Xiaojie changed his hand and continued to smash, not giving them a chance to breathe, until the two old men's faces turned white and red, red and white, and their bodies retreated and retreated.

"Bang!" The two elders finally separated Yu Xiaojie, seizing the opportunity, Yu Xiaojie rushed towards the old man with a spear, and in his stunned eyes, he was shot through by Yu Xiaojie, and his body was also torn apart by the fierce momentum of the tattoo in that moment.

"It's your turn. Putting away the spear dropped by the old man, Yu Xiaojie turned to the old man with the mirror who was still in shock.

"Run!" Seeing Yu Xiaojie sweeping over, the old man had no intention of resisting at all, his momentum suddenly converged, and when he saw a direction, he quickly swept away.

"Hmph, I still want to go!" Yu Xiaojie snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he leaned sideways, leaned back slightly, and with a little bit of strength, the spear in his hand turned into an afterimage with an incomparably predatory momentum, and hit the old man's back.

"No!" Feeling the cold breath from his back, the old man was crazy and roared.

"Huh!" the spear pierced through the rainbow, like a meteor.

"Ahem..."Looking at the body of the gun protruding from his chest, the old man's face was as pale as ash, the corners of his mouth kept coughing up blood, the vitality slowly faded from his eyes, and the whole person fell straight down.

Pulling out the spear from the old man's chest, Yu Xiaojie swept the people in the distance, frowned slightly, and finally got up and swept towards the city where he came.

"Oh my God, what a terrifying look, so far away, it makes me lose the strength to resist..."A big man in the distance spread out his palms that were constantly breaking out in cold sweat, muttering to himself.

More than a dozen people looked at each other, didn't say anything more, and left separately.

In a big war, the entire border was in shambles, the pass was directly reduced to nothingness, hundreds of miles of mountains and trees were completely gone, countless spirit beasts were killed and injured in the mountains, several deep pits on the plain were still bubbling out with a blazing breath, and in the distance, only a broken old man's body was left that had not been shredded.

That battle was also under the mouths of more than a dozen people, and it instantly spread to the southern country.

The young man was alone, and he brazenly killed two emperor-level powerhouses with tattoos, one of which was still an emperor-level quasi-second-order powerhouse, and as soon as the news came out, it immediately caused a monstrous discussion.

"Could it be that the young man is actually an emperor-level third-order?! Otherwise, how could he do it, and the emperor-level second-order with the tattoo weapon is not even his opponent. ”

As soon as they thought of the third order of the emperor level, everyone couldn't help but gasp, the powerhouses above the second order of the emperor level in the entire southern region seemed to be able to count with their hands, and such a weak young man was already a third order, everyone was almost certain that that young man must be a genius cultivated by the big man of a certain sect.

Then, after the news spread that the young man had displayed the attributes of the three systems, all the people who knew about it were silent.

The dual-lineage mutant spirit body has too many legends in the Xuanyuan Star Domain, it is unique, invincible at the same level, and kills people beyond the level, all of which can only be done by people with mutated bodies, and people with dual-line mutated bodies are not excluded, and they have all become the strong people who are feared by everyone.

No one knows whether the three-line mutant spirit body existed in the ancient period, but in the hundreds of thousands of years in the Xuanyuan Star Domain, it has never existed, and when it was all heard, no one believed it, but after dozens of people confirmed it, everyone had to accept this fact.

The birth of the three-line mutant spirit body, everyone knows in their hearts, this will definitely cause a big tide, if this news reaches those big sect halls, it will definitely attract the obliteration of the strong, because no sect hall will watch such a small monster grow up, and then override them.

In the next few days, it was really a disaster in the southern part of the country, the city lords of more than a dozen cities fled, and the people also withdrew from the city one after another.

And all this did not affect Yu Xiaojie at all, and after that day, he left the southern country with Xiao Nan Nan and Yan Xiaoya.

In the wild, there was a bonfire, Yan Xiaoya and Xiao Nannan had fallen asleep next to each other, and Yu Xiaojie was sitting on the other side of the bonfire.

"Failed again... This is already three hundred and forty spirit source stones..."Looking at the small pile of white powder in his hand, Yu Xiaojie sighed secretly.

The palm of his hand trembled slightly, cleaned up the white powder, shook his dizzy mind, and silently practiced the divine method for a while, and when the divine thought recovered, the palm of his hand stretched out, and a spiritual source stone appeared in his hand again, Yu Xiaojie closed his eyes again and precipitated the divine thought.

"Traces of spiritual power... What are the traces of it?"

Where the divine thoughts are covered, the entire space is filled with all kinds of colored points of light, they flicker, gliding, leaving traces in the space that belong to them, and the divine thoughts condensed, crossing the spiritual source stone.

"Bang!" There was a small muffled sound, and the Spirit Source Stone turned into powder again.

"Why?!I caught that white trace, why can't I record it?"

The ring on his left hand emitted a faint fluorescence, and a sneer came out.

When Yu Xiaojie was still inexplicable, the old voice sounded in his head.

"Hehe, boy, do you think that's a trace of spiritual power?"

"Isn't it?" Yu Xiaojie was suddenly a little puzzled, it was obviously a trace left by a white point of light, why did the old man of the Fallen Saint say that he was not?

"Haha... You kid is still really stupid sometimes... Haha..."Feeling Yu Xiaojie's confusion, the old man laughed freely in Yu Xiaojie's mind again.