"I can let Commander Mo enter the Yanfenghan Pond, but how can you guarantee that he can help Kun Ling get the baptism of holy blood?"
Kun Wanli's voice slowly spread across the sky, causing Kun Yan's eyes to show a trace of unconcealable anger.
Who can guarantee this kind of thing?
Kun Wanli is obviously trying to make excuses.
"I can guarantee that."
Just when Kun Yan glared at Kun Wanli and was about to speak, in another part of the sky, the Lord of the Stars, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
The next moment, countless eyes were focused on the Lord of the Stars.
"Master Xingxiu Palace, you said you could guarantee that Mo Zhiyao could help Kun Ling get the baptism of the holy blood."
Kun Wanli looked at the former with suspicious eyes, his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, I can guarantee this."
The Lord of Stars looked at Kun Wanli coldly, with a hint of cold murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes.
This old guy is really hateful to the extreme.
"How to guarantee it?"
Kun Wanli gritted his teeth, asking him to give up Kunyu's chance to enter the Yanfenghan Pond, but he would never be willing to do so.
"If Kun Ling fails to receive the baptism of holy blood this time, I, Xingxiu Palace, will allocate 30% of the current area and give you the giant Kun clan as a new habitat.
In addition, we will provide any resources and shelter unconditionally and without restriction.
"The Lord of Stars' eyes flashed with cold light as he looked at Kun Wanli and said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Even Kun Ling and Mo Zhiyao raised their heads and their eyes widened.
You know, the current Xingxiu Palace’s strength covers an unimaginably vast area.
Thirty percent of the area is at least equivalent to dozens of times the current territory of the Jukun tribe.
It is already much larger than any large cultivation force.
Coupled with unrestricted and unconditional supply of resources and asylum, I am afraid no one can refuse such treatment conditions.
"Is this true?"
Kun Wanli's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Of course."
The Lord of Stars looked at Kun Wanli and said in an unquestionable tone.
"However, if Kun Ling is baptized with the holy blood, you must hand over the position of clan leader to me."
Although this time, the Jukun clan recalled him in the name of letting Kun Ling inherit the clan leader.
But even Kun Ling himself knew that this was just an excuse, and it would not be easy for Kun Wanli to hand over this position.
At this time, the Lord of Stars was obviously really angry because Kun Wanli had been making things difficult for him.
On this condition, he was forced to abdicate.
Kun Wanli's expression changed.
He did not expect that the Lord of Stars would actually ask him to use his position as clan leader as a bet.
"Kun Wanli, don't challenge my patience."
The Lord of Stars stared at Kun Wanli, the coldness in his eyes getting thicker.
"Those little tricks of yours don't matter in front of others.
If you dare to use them on me, I believe that my anger will definitely not be something you can bear."
Kun Wanli's expression changed drastically.
At this moment, he truly felt the murderous intent emanating from the Lord of Stars.
He has to agree to this big gamble, and he has to agree to it if he doesn't.
"Okay" Kun Wanli gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
Now, he could only pray secretly in his heart that Kun Ling would not get the baptism of holy blood this time.
Of course, he would never dare to express such thoughts.
"Lord of the Stars, you must keep your word.
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If Kun Ling is not baptized with the holy blood this time, you must hand over 30% of the land of the Star Palace and give me the Giant Kun Clan a place to live."
After saying that, Kun Wanli stared at Mo Zhiyao with resentful eyes before leaving angrily.
The appearance of Mo Zhiyao disrupted Kun Wanli's overall plan.
If it weren't for the former, Kun Ling would marry Kun Yu.
As for the clan leader, he will still be in the hands of Kun Wanli's lineage.
It was precisely because of Mo Zhiyao that Kun Wanli lost everything.
How could he not hate him in his heart?
Mo Zhiyao looked at Kun Wanli going away, shook his head slightly, and raised a cold arc at the corner of his lips.
He, the clan leader, has really come to an end.
When the powerful giants from the giant Kun tribe in the audience saw Kun Wanli leaving, they also looked at Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling with complicated eyes and left one after another.
After a while, only Kun Yan and Liu Hanyan were left.
"Brother Mo, this time I am relying on you in the battle of the Hundred Beasts."
After everyone left, Kun Yan and the others came to the side of the Lord of Stars, and then said with a smile to Mo Zhiyao who also came over. .
"Uncle's words are serious, Zhiyao will do his best."
Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly and said quickly.
Kunyan nodded, and then said: "Palace Master, you guys will go to rest tonight.
Tomorrow I will personally lead people to open the Yanfenghan Pond and send Brother Mo and Ling'er in."
The Lord of Stars nodded slightly, then looked at Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling.
"After you enter the Yanfenghan Pond tomorrow, I will return to the Xingxiu Palace."
The Lord of Stars is also very pressed for time now.
During the time when Mo Zhiyao is participating in the Hundred Beasts Original War, she must complete the breakthrough in the late ancient times and start practicing the inheritance of Ming Zun.
Because after that, she would take Mo Zhiyao to the Lonely Family to ask for the Xuanling Devouring God Saliva.
"Keep this jade pendant away.
If you encounter anything you cannot defeat, crush it immediately and I will come."
As he spoke, the Lord of Stars handed Mo Zhiyao an exquisite jade pendant.
When Mo Zhiyao saw this, he didn't show any emotion and reached out to take it.
He knew that the Lord of Stars was first worried that Kun Wanli would pull some tricks after she left, and the other was that he and Kun Ling would encounter a crisis in the Great Beast Tomb.
The next morning, Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling, accompanied by the Lord of Stars and Kun Yan and others, arrived at the deepest part of Kunpeng's space.
There, there is a small valley isolated by space means.
And when the space restriction was broken, the first thing that appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes was a blue pool with a radius of about a hundred feet.
The pool was filled with a full pool of strange water.
The water in the pool is blue and does not have any ripples.
It looks unusually calm, like a pool of stagnant water.
However, Mo Zhiyao clearly felt that in the seemingly calm water, there was a violent spiritual energy fluctuation that even made his scalp numb.
"You two come with me."
Kun Yan nodded towards Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling, and then entered first.
Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao and the two looked at each other and quickly followed.
As for the Lord of the Stars, he has not entered it.
After all, this is the important place of the Jukun tribe.
It would be inconvenient for her as an outsider to enter it.
The three of them came to the pool and stopped to stand.
Kun Yan turned sideways slightly, his eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling, and he said seriously: "This is the Yanfenghan Pond."
When Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling heard this, they both cast curious eyes on the blue pool in front of them.
"Look."
Kun Yan pointed his finger, and a ray of spiritual power shot out from his fingertips, and then fell into the pool in front of him.
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"laugh" There was a soft sound, and as soon as the ray of spiritual power entered the pool, a cluster of blue flames rose out of the air, and then directly tore the ray of spiritual power into nothingness.
Then, the green fire disappeared.
"The water in this Yinfenghan Pond was made by countless ancestors of our giant Kun clan who poured their own Yinfeng spiritual fire into it.
After a long period of precipitation and compression, it took shape and condensed."
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly filled with a look of shock that could not be concealed.
He naturally knew that although the Yanfeng Spiritual Fire was the unique wind spirit power of the Jukun clan, not just any clan member could condense it.
The Yinfeng Spiritual Fire needs to be awakened to a certain level by its own Kunpeng bloodline before it can be activated.
Today, there are hundreds of thousands of Jukun tribe members, but there are less than a hundred people who can condense the Yinfeng Spiritual Fire.
The water in this pool is all made of high-concentration Yinfeng spiritual fire, which has obviously accumulated for thousands of years.
No wonder Kun Wanli looked like his dead father, trying to prevent him from coming in in every possible way.
"Entering this Abyssal Wind Cold Pond can greatly improve the physical strength and cultivation level of the two of you in a short period of time."
"However, there are considerable risks involved in practicing cultivation there."
Kun Yan changed the subject and his expression became particularly solemn.
"This entire pool of water is made up of a high concentration of Yanfeng Spiritual Fire, so the power contained in it is also quite terrifying and violent."
"Ling'er is even better.
After all, she also has the Yinfeng Spirit Fire in her body, but you, Brother Mo, are different.
You don't have the Yinfeng Spiritual Fire yourself, so the pain you endure when entering it is far more than Ling'er. ” "You can't do anything about it.
Don't try to be tough, you know?"
Kun Yan said to Mo Zhiyao solemnly.
"Although the Yanfeng spiritual power here can strengthen your physical body and improve your realm, that energy is also extremely domineering and fierce.
Once it exceeds the endurance limit, your physical body will become necrotic, and even your soul will be annihilated. " Mo Zhiyao was a little shocked.
This thing was indeed quite dangerous.
"In the history of our Jukun clan, there have been a total of twenty people who entered the Yanfeng Han Pond for Yanfeng body training.
One of the reasons why the number of people is so rare is because it takes a long time to accumulate spiritual power here.
And The other one is because it’s too dangerous.”
"Of those twenty people, six were destroyed by the Annihilation Wind Cold Pond and fell into it, with no bones left."
Mo Zhiyao frowned when he heard this, but there was no fear in his eyes.
He has traveled all the way to reach his current height, and there has never been a time when he has not fought hard to survive.
If he was timid, he would probably still be hanging around in the Southern Territory now.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao's tenacious expression, Kun Yan nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes.
Then he turned around and faced the Yanfeng Hanchi.
"If you're ready, then you two, let's get started."
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao looked at Kun Ling beside him, and then the two of them jumped up without hesitation, and flew into the cold pond under Kun's strict gaze.
Let me try to see how difficult you are, Yanfenghanchi: