Chapter 1756: Night Spirit Saint King

Facing the looming terrifying bloodline pressure on Di Yunxiao's body, beads of sweat flowed down her cheeks, and Su Wan felt a sense of fear.

What kind of monster is this, breaking her top-grade magic weapon dagger with her bare hands, and she is shocked by a look, and she is a real person who doesn't dare to move, how powerful is this son?

"The face of the king has been given to you, don't toast and don't eat and drink. Three breaths, either this king will use the soul searching technique to completely abolish you, or you will say it honestly, otherwise..."

Di Yunxiao lowered his voice, and the swastika spell mark appeared in his pure black pupils, and Su Wan's eyes became misty, and she fell into a state of confusion.

"What did Su Tianxiang send you to the Langya Realm for?"

Su Wan's eyes were blank in the chaos, and a charming voice spat out from her mouth:

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has ordered all the guards to collect living souls in the Ten Thousand Realms of the United Nations, and the Holy King of our clan is still sealed in the depths of the Jedi, and a large number of living soul sacrifices are needed to wear out the prohibition of the ancient formation. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's face sank, and although Su Wan's words were short, they revealed too much information.

He didn't expect that Deputy City Lord Su was not only a member of the Night Spirit Clan, but also a princess of the royal family, and this status was already quite low.

There was even more shocking information that the Holy King of the Spirit Clan was not dead!

Banish the twelve tribes, each of which has at least one supreme king, who holds the supreme authority of the race.

However, according to the classics of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, the original kings of the twelve clans should have all died, and only the kings of the dark race, the evil demon clan and the chaotic ancient demon clan escaped and died, but they were also sealed.

The king of the Eidolin clan was not one of those peerless powerhouses, how could he still be alive?

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Emperor Yunxiao continued to cast a soul dementorship, guiding Su Wan to gradually reveal the news she knew.

"Saint King, is the Saint King of the Night Spirit Clan the one from the beginning of the Ancient Era, and what is his strength?"

Su Wan's eyes fluttered, as if she was struggling, it was obvious that Di Yunxiao's question had touched the secret in her heart, but in front of Di Yunxiao's divine thoughts that were comparable to the middle supreme, everything was false.

"The Holy King is not the first generation, but the successor king, because of the power of the first Holy King, His Majesty, he was pulled into it by the seal of the Holy Court Emperor, although he is at the extreme, it is still difficult to break free from the shackles.

The Holy King has a decree to order all the supreme beings of our clan to search for the soul of the monk and forcibly wipe out the emperor's prohibition. ”

Click!

Di Yunxiao's tightly clenched five fingers made a sound of intertwined bones, his eyelids sank slightly, and a wisp of depression appeared on his face.

Another Extreme Dao Supreme, although it is still sealed, it is also a big trouble!

He suddenly recalled that in the battle of the Runyu Realm, during the battle between the Mao Wen clan and the Holy Court army for one day, there was not a single remnant soul left in the huge Runyu Realm.

Originally, he thought that he was taken away by the six realms of reincarnation, but now he suddenly realized that nine times out of ten, he was forcibly taken away!

What a Tianxiang Supreme!

Let the Heavenly Fury City Lord and the Mao Wen clan take the lead, and he will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It's a shame that he is still complacent, thinking that he has solved the great problem of the Heavenly Fury City Lord, but he doesn't want to be used as a gun.

"Huhu!" Emperor Yunxiao exhaled a breath of turbid air and asked in a deep voice, "How many supreme-level combat power are there in the Night Spirit Clan, in addition to the Saint King, there are also giant-level supremes?"

Now that the Mao Wen Clan and the Night Spirit Clan have joined forces to occupy four small star fields, they are facing each other against the army of the Holy Court, and until now, those great masters of the Holy Court have not been able to understand the depth of the two clans.

"After countless years of dormancy, our clan has naturally recovered a lot of its heritage. Eleven supreme powerhouses, there are two supreme giants above the Six Tribulations Divine Gang, and one is the grandfather of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

Hiss!

This time, Emperor Yunxiao could no longer hold back the shock in his heart, the Night Spirit Clan, who was regarded by the Holy Court as the third to last among the twelve exiled clans, actually had eleven Eternal Supremes, what are you kidding!

Among the seven holy lands in the United States, they are known to rule over all worlds, and their strength is enough to suppress any race, but not every holy land has more than ten eternal supremes.

In other words, a Eidolin is almost comparable to a holy place.

Just when Emperor Yunxiao was stunned, Su Wan's eyes flashed, and her misty eyes were actually clear again, almost breaking free from the soul dementorship.

With a shudder, Emperor Yunxiao's divine sense condensed, and he re-performed the soul dementoring technique, wanting to destroy Su Wan's will.

"Where is Su Tianxiang now?"

Emperor Yunxiao asked in a condensed voice, he now wanted to know the whereabouts of this scheming and cunning princess of the Night Spirit Clan.

"In... In the North Star Field··· Hunting..."

Before Su Wan could finish speaking, an equally terrifying and mighty will surged out of Su Wan's body, forcibly interrupting Su Wan's words, which belonged to the Supreme Divine Thought.

"Who dares to touch the ban set by this palace?"

The silence was only for a moment, Di Yunxiao had already guessed who the other party was, and a sneer was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

"Su Tianxiang, Tianxiang Supreme! It's better to see than to hear, the sandpiper and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, you play a good hand, but that's all. Trust me, we'll meet soon!"

After speaking, Di Yunxiao didn't wait for that thought to respond, and directly slashed at Su Wan's neck with a hand knife, and she snorted, and her body fell to the ground softly.

The possessed person fainted, and the supreme will naturally could not last forever, and it quickly dissipated.

"Where is the Blackguard?"

Hula, the four figures knelt on one knee: "Hall Master, what are your orders?"

"Send a message to the Supreme Sect Leader for me, please Shen Tu and Qingtian Supreme come out of the mountain, and say that the Night Spirit Clan has a Supreme hidden in the Northern Star Domain, and ask the two Taishang to encircle and suppress together. This king greeted the two ancestors in the true martial arts world. ”

The bodies of the four dark temple black guards shook slightly, and they bowed down.

Then, Di Yunxiao carried Su Wan out of the dungeon with one hand and made peace with the Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch.

Although Su Wan's words were interrupted, Di Yunxiao had already roughly guessed where he was going.

In the huge North Star Domain, there are more than a dozen large and small realms containing the word 'hunting', but there are only two or three suitable for the Night Spirit Clan to lurk, and it is easy to find out.

In the evening, the team of Qingxia Ancient Sect quietly left, although the people of Langya Sword Sect noticed it, they did not dare to stop it, and after reporting to the Great Elder, they got a reply that Qingxia's mission was still in the sect station.

Two days later, after crossing more than 20 teleportation ancient arrays of large and small realms, Di Yunxiao and his party finally stepped out of the teleportation ancient array of the True Martial Realm.

In a flash of brilliance, when their feet had just stepped on the ancient stone platform, the sound of uniform blades startled Qingxia's group of monks.

I saw the cold light flickering, thousands of Changge pointed directly at them, and the evil qi that rushed to the sky gathered into a hideous beast, prostrate on the ground and stared at them.

Thousands of black-armored guards surrounded the teleportation ancient array like a tide, and the dense formation actually made a powerhouse of the level of the Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch smell a little threat.

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