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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.

"This time I originally came only for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, but I didn't expect to meet an outsider. 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 was not angry.

Because in his eyes, this Que Tian is already a dead man.

"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cangyue on the side.

Cangyue said with an unpleasant face: "His name is Quetian, his body 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." Cangyue's tone was very solemn.

"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard another new piece of news.

Cangyue 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 geniuses have wanted to challenge the Fallen Feather Saint's position as the king, but in the end they all failed miserably. His position as the king is unshakable."

Cangyue's explanation of three or two sentences 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.

"In addition, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very powerful. The Fallen Feather Clan's Burial Emperor is also the domain master of my Yinming Domain."

After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood.

In a simple sentence, 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 Que Tian is not a member of the Fallen Feather Clan, he is a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint.

No wonder Cang Yue showed such an ugly and desperate expression.

"Sister..." Cang Xue's face turned even paler.

Obviously, with Que Tian's participation, the chances of others getting the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit are 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." Cang Yue comforted.

At this moment, Gu Chi's face was very unnatural.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

If he knew Quetian would come, he would never come.

"Gu Chi, you, a defeated general, dare to come and embarrass yourself?" Quetian turned his eyes to Gu Chi.

For him, Jun Xiaoyao was already in his pocket, and he could harvest him at any time.

"Quetian, don't be so harsh." Although Gu Chi was refuting, everyone could hear that he was not confident enough.

Cangyue's heart was also hanging.

Quetian had no interest in Gu Chi. He looked at Jun Xiaoyao and wondered 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." Quetian thought.

The other creatures of the Iron Bone Clan, the Green Ghost Clan, etc., also thought so.

The Yin and Yang God Fruit is the most important.

"The battle for the divine fruit has begun." said the old man of the Cang family.

"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 battle, so she could only wait outside.

If she could not get the Yin Yang divine fruit this time, then 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 he faced Que Tian, ​​he 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 feet and stepped into it.

Cang Xue and others watched the battle outside.

The young masters of the Tiegu Clan and the Qinggui Clan also set off.

Gong Minglan and Que Tian also took action.

Deep in the basin, there is a pool of water with a radius of a thousand feet.

The whole pool, like Tai Chi, clearly divides 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 and Yang Qi are hanging on the branches.

These fruits are half black and half white, and look quite strange. There are about ten of them.

Outside the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, figures appear one after another.

When the Burial Land Tianjiao saw the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, their eyes flashed 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 the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits must be taken back." Que Tian thought to himself.

His young master, the Fallen Feather Saint, is the top-ranked genius in the Yinming Domain.

But looking at the geniuses 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 geniuses 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 the 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, even some immortal medicines cannot compare.

"Go for it." 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 rustling sound, a terrifying beast with nine heads popped out.

This beast was covered with scales and had nine heads. It looked like a snake head and a dragon head, and looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Moreover, the nine heads were 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 is an existence that can fight against real dragons.

The beast in front of him only has a trace of Jiuying's bloodline at most.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing there, the creatures in the burial ground around him 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 nine heads of the beast that looked like Jiuying opened their mouths.

Fiery 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.

They thought that Jun Xiaoyao was dead.