This creature is similar to a human being, except that it has a pair of rotten wings on its back.
His whole body was filled with a strong smell of death, and there was also a smell of rotting corpses, which was a bit nauseating.
However, this place is full of buried creatures, so I don’t feel any discomfort.
They looked at this creature with astonishment on their faces.
"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."
"There's nothing to argue about. He can definitely beat the rest."
Seeing this creature named Que Tian, the faces of the young masters from the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan around him all looked unhappy.
This Quetian has a great origin.
"I originally came here just for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, but I didn't expect to meet an outside creature. The young master definitely likes 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, Que Tian was already a dead person.
"He is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked at Cang Yue.
Cang Yue said with an ugly face: "His name is Que Tian, his true form is the Rotten Bone Bird, and his strength is enough to rank among the top five among the younger generation in the Yin Ming Realm."
"That's 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 Son."
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao looked calm and asked: "Is the Fallen Feather Saint Son very strong?"
"Very strong, ranked among the ten little kings." Cang Yue's tone was very solemn.
"Ten little kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard another new news.
Cang Yue explained: "The so-called ten little kings are the ten most outstanding young kings in the ten realms of Burial Earth, and Saint Son of Fallen Feather is the young king of my Yin Nether Realm."
"Over the years, there have been many geniuses who have wanted to challenge Holy Son of Fallen Feather for his position as king, but in the end they all failed miserably. His position as king is unshakable."
Cang Yue's three or two sentences of explanation were enough to show how powerful this Fallen Feather Saint Son was.
Definitely the pinnacle of the younger generation of Eternal Burial Earth.
Looking at the outside world, that is the top immortal successor.
"And besides that, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very powerful. The Fallen Feather Clan Buried Emperor is also the domain lord of our Yin Nether Realm."
After some explanation, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood.
In a simple word, the Fallen Feather Clan is the emperor of the Yin Nether Realm.
Any member of the Fallen Feather Clan can walk sideways in the Netherworld, and no one dares to provoke them.
And although this Quetian is not a member of the Fallen Yu tribe, he is a follower of the Fallen Yu Saint Son.
No wonder Cang Yue showed such an ugly and desperate expression.
"Sister..." Cang Xue's face turned even paler.
Obviously, with Que Tian participating, the chances of others getting the Yin Yang Fruit are greatly reduced.
"It doesn't matter, we still have Brother Gu Chi, he is also one of the top ten geniuses in the Yinming Realm." Cang Yue comforted.
At this moment, Gu Chi's expression was very unnatural.
There was actually a hint of fear in his eyes.
If he knew Que Tian would come, he would never come.
"Gu Chi, you, a defeated general, dare to embarrass yourself?" Que Tian turned to Gu Chi.
For him, Jun Xiaoyao is already in his pocket, and he can harvest it at any time.
"Quetian, don't speak too harshly." Although Gu Chi was retorting, everyone could tell that he lacked confidence.
Cang Yue's heart was also in doubt.
Que Tian 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, there were gushing and flowing flows of Yin and Yang, and a wave of fluctuation spread.
"Forget it, complete the little master's mission, first seize the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, and then deal with this outsider human race." Que Tianxin said.
The rest of the Iron Bone Clan, Green Ghost Clan and other creatures also thought the same way.
The yin and yang 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 ones who entered the Yin Yang Soul Pond this time were Cang Yue, Jun Xiaoyao and Gu Chi.
As for Cang Xue, she was not in good health and could not participate in the competition, so she could only wait outside.
If she couldn't get the Yin Yang Fruit this time, she wouldn't be able to wait for the next result.
Because Cang Yue didn't know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength, she didn't place her bet on Jun Xiaoyao.
But she knew Gu Chi's strength, and she was qualified to fight even if she faced Que Tian.
"I...will try my best." Gu Chi said with a slight guilt.
Compared with the certainty at the beginning, Gu Chi felt very guilty at this moment.
Jun Xiaoyao and others stepped into it with quick steps.
Cang Xue and others were watching the battle outside.
The young masters of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also set out.
Gong Minglan and Que Tian also took action.
Deep in the basin, there is a pool with a radius of thousands of feet.
The entire pool of water is like Tai Chi, with black and white areas clearly divided by Jingwei.
In the center of the two areas, there is a sacred tree that is a hundred feet high.
It is the Yin Yang Divine Tree.
At this moment, on the Yin-Yang tree, fruits filled with Yin-Yang energy were hanging on the branches.
Half of these fruits are black and half are white, and they look quite strange. Roughly counting, there are about ten of them.
Outside the Yin Yang Soul Pond, figures appeared one after another.
The eyes of those buried geniuses flashed brightly when they saw the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree.
The yin and yang divine fruit has the heaven-defying effect of transforming the opportunity of life and death.
For those buried in the earth, this is an irresistible temptation.
"The feast of the Ten Kings is about to begin. My little master needs the help of the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit to transform again and reach a higher level. All these Yin-Yang Divine Fruits must be brought back." Que Tian thought to himself.
His young master, Saint Son of Fallen Feather, is the number one genius in the Yin Nether Realm.
But looking at the geniuses at the level of the Ten Little Kings, the Fallen Feather Saint Son is not outstanding and does not rank among the top five.
The Feast of the Ten Kings was very important to Saint Son of Fallen Feather, and he also wanted to improve his ranking.
Therefore, the yin and yang fruit is even more important.
On the other side, the young talents of the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also came to the Yin Yang Soul Pond.
But they did not enter rashly, because the Yin Yang Soul Pond was 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 and yang divine fruit is indeed somewhat extraordinary. Although it is not an elixir, it is not too different.
In particular, the special effects of the yin and yang fruit are even unmatched by some elixirs.
"Let's take action." Jun Xiaoyao took one step forward without hesitation.
He was very fast, and he was in the Yin Yang Soul Pond in a flash.
"Sir, wait!" Cang Yue's expression changed.
Before she could say anything, Jun Xiaoyao had already rushed out.
At this time, the Yin Yang Soul Pond seemed to be boiling.
With a crashing sound, a terrifying beast with nine heads popped up.
This ferocious beast is covered in scales and has nine heads. It looks like a snake head or a dragon head. It looks extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Moreover, the nine heads have different colors.
"This is... the ancient ferocious beast, Jiu Ying?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the ferocious beast in front of him, his eyes flashing.
"No, it's not pure blood, it just has a trace of Jiu Ying's blood." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
The real ancient ferocious beast, the Nine Infants, is a being that can kill real dragons. There are a lot of them.
The ferocious beast in front of him only had a trace of Jiu Ying's blood at most.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing there, all the buried creatures around him were sneering.
"Are these outsiders scared out of their wits?"
"Yes, doesn't he think about it, why don't we just rush in?"
These buried creatures thought that Jun Xiaoyao was extremely reckless.
"What a joke." Gu Chi also sneered.
Only Cang Yue and Cang Xue and others who were watching from outside had their pretty faces changed.
"Get away quickly!" Cang Yue shouted loudly.
But it was too late.
The ferocious beast that looked like a nine-year-old had nine heads with open mouths.
Raging flames, cold water, poisonous gas, magic thunder, and all kinds of energy spurted out from its nine heads.
The area where Jun Xiaoyao was was instantly engulfed by all kinds of terrifying energy.
Seeing this scene, all the buried creatures present shook their heads.
An attack of this magnitude, even if it were the Fallen Feather Saint Son, would probably take off a layer of skin.
Let alone a mere outsider human race.
They believed that Jun Xiaoyao was dead.
Youzai literature allows the soul to travel!
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