Chapter 318 The Follower of the Ten Little Kings, the Rotten Bone Bird, a Fierce Beast with the Blood of the Nine Infants
This creature is similar to humans, but has a pair of rotten wings on his back.
He is filled with a strong aura of death and a smell of rotten corpses, which makes people feel a little sick.
However, this place is full of burial creatures, so I don’t feel uncomfortable.
They looked at this creature, and their faces showed surprise.
"It’s Que Tian, he is the young supreme follower of the Fallen Feather Clan."
"It’s really Que Tian, he actually came to compete for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit."
"What else is there to fight for? He can definitely beat the heroes."
Seeing this creature named Que Tian, the young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan all looked unhappy.
This Que Tian has a great origin.
"I originally came here just for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit this time, but I didn’t expect to meet an outside creature. The young master will definitely like this kind of blood food." Que Tian said in a cold tone.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, but he didn’t get angry.
Because in his eyes, this Que Tian is already a dead man.
"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cang Yue on the side.
Cang Yue said with an unpleasant expression: "His name is Que Tian, his original form is a rotten bone sparrow, and his strength is enough to rank among the top five in the younger generation of Yinming Domain."
"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is the young king of the Fallen Feather Clan and a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint."
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm and he asked: "Is the Fallen Feather Saint very strong?"
"Very strong, one of the ten little kings." Cang Yue's tone was very solemn.
"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard another new piece of news.
Cang Yue explained: "The so-called ten little kings are the ten most outstanding young kings in the ten domains of the Burial Land, and the Fallen Feather Saint is the young king of my Yinming Domain."
"Over the years, many Tianjiao have wanted to challenge the Fallen Feather Saint's position as the king, but in the end they all lost miserably, and his position as the king is unshakable."
Cang Yue's explanation in just a few words is enough to show how powerful this Fallen Feather Saint is.
He is definitely the pinnacle of the young generation of the Eternal Burial Land.
Looking at the outside world, he is the top immortal heir.
"Besides that, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very powerful. The Emperor of the Fallen Feather Clan is also the Lord of our Yinming Domain."
After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood.
In a nutshell, the Fallen Feather Clan is the Emperor of the Yinming Domain.
Any member of the Fallen Feather Clan can walk sideways in the Yinming Domain, and no one dares to provoke them.
Although Quetian is not a member of the Fallen Feather Clan, he is a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint.
No wonder Cangyue showed such an ugly and desperate expression.
"Sister..." Cangxue's face turned even paler.
Obviously, with Quetian's participation, the chances of others getting the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit have been greatly reduced.
"It doesn't matter, we still have Brother Gu Chi, who is also one of the top ten prodigies in the Yinming Domain." Cangyue comforted.
At this moment, Gu Chi's face was very unnatural.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes.
If he knew that Quetian would come, he would never come.
"Gu Chi, you, a defeated general, dare to come and embarrass yourself?" Que Tian turned his eyes to Gu Chi.
For him, Jun Xiaoyao was already in his pocket, and he could harvest him at any time.
"Que Tian, don't be so harsh." Although Gu Chi was retorting, everyone could hear that he was not confident enough.
Cang Yue's heart was also hanging.
Que Tian had no interest in Gu Chi. He looked at Jun Xiaoyao, wondering if he should suppress him first.
At this time, in the depths of the basin, the Yin and Yang Qi gushed out and a wave spread.
"Forget it, complete the young master's task, seize the Yin and Yang God Fruit first, and then deal with this outsider human." Que Tian thought.
The other creatures such as the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also thought so.
The Yin and Yang God Fruit is the most important.
"The battle for the God Fruit has begun." The old man of the Cang family said.
"Brother Gu Chi, please." Cang Yue said.
The people who entered the Yin-Yang Soul Pond this time were Cang Yue, Jun Xiaoyao, and Gu Chi.
As for Cang Xue, she was in poor health and could not participate in the competition, so she could only wait outside.
If she could not get the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit this time, she would not be able to wait for the next result.
Because Cang Yue did not know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength, she did not bet on Jun Xiaoyao.
But she knew Gu Chi's strength, and even if she faced Que Tian, she was qualified to fight.
"I... will try my best." Gu Chi said with a little guilty conscience.
Compared with the initial confidence, Gu Chi felt very insecure at this moment.
Jun Xiaoyao and others moved their steps and stepped into it.
Cang Xue and others watched the battle outside.
The young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also set off.
Gong Minglan and Que Tian also took action.
Deep in the basin, there was a pool of water with a radius of a thousand feet.
The whole pool, like Tai Chi, clearly divided the black and white areas.
In the center of the two areas, there grows a divine tree that is a hundred feet tall.
It is the Yin-Yang Divine Tree.
At this moment, on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, fruits with Yin-Yang energy lingering around them hang on the branches.
These fruits are half black and half white, and look quite strange. There are about ten of them after a rough count.
Outside the Yin-Yang Soul Pond, figures appear one after another.
When the Burial Land Tianjiao see the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, their eyes flash with brilliance.
The Yin-Yang Divine Fruit has the heaven-defying effect of transforming the opportunity of life and death.
For the creatures of the Burial Land, this is an irresistible temptation.
"The Ten Kings Feast is about to begin. The young master needs to use the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit to transform again and reach a higher level. All of these Yin-Yang Divine Fruits must be taken back." Que Tian thought to himself.
His young master, the Fallen Feather Saint, is the number one prodigy in the Yinming Domain.
But looking at the prodigies at the level of the ten lesser kings, the Fallen Feather Saint is not outstanding and is not among the top five.
The Fallen Feather Saint attaches great importance to this Ten Kings Feast, and he also wants to improve his ranking.
Therefore, the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit is even more important.
On the other side, the young prodigies of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also came to the Yin-Yang Soul Pond.
But they did not rush in, because this Yin-Yang Soul Pond is not that simple.
Jun Xiaoyao and others also arrived.
Looking at the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
The Yin-Yang Divine Fruit is indeed somewhat extraordinary. Although it is not an immortal medicine, it is not much different.
Especially the special effects of the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, which are even better than some immortality medicines.
"Go ahead." Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward without hesitation.
He was very fast and flashed into the Yin-Yang Soul Pond.
"Young Master, wait!" Cang Yue's face changed.
Before she could say anything, Jun Xiaoyao had already rushed out.
At this time, the Yin-Yang Soul Pond was boiling.
With a clattering sound, a terrifying beast with nine heads popped out directly.
This beast, covered with scales and armor, has nine heads, which look like snake heads and dragon heads, and looks extremely ferocious and terrifying.
And the nine heads are of different colors.
"Is this... the ancient beast, Jiuying?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the beast in front of him, his eyes flashed.
"No, it's not pure blood, but just has a trace of Jiuying's bloodline." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
The real ancient beast Jiuying can fight against real dragons, and it is fierce.
The beast in front of him only had a trace of Nine Infants' blood at most.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing there, the surrounding Burial Land creatures all sneered.
"Is this outsider human scared silly?"
"Yes, doesn't he think about why we don't just rush in?"
These Burial Land creatures thought that Jun Xiaoyao was simply reckless.
"What a joke." Gu Chi also sneered.
Only Cang Yue, and Cang Xue and others who were watching outside, changed color.
"Get out of the way!" Cang Yue shouted loudly.
However, it was too late.
The beast that looked like Nine Infants opened its nine heads.
Flames, cold water, poisonous gas, magic thunder, and all kinds of energy gushed out from its nine heads.
The area where Jun Xiaoyao was located was instantly engulfed by all kinds of terrifying energy.
Seeing this scene, the Burial Land creatures present all shook their heads.
This level of attack, even if it was the Fallen Feather Saint, would probably lose a layer of skin.
Not to mention a mere outsider human race.
They thought Jun Xiaoyao was dead.