"If I, Jin Jia, are to be slaves to you, there is absolutely no chance that I will accept defeat in a bet.
At worst, I will give you my life."
Jin Jia looked up at Mo Zhiyao in the sky, with a look of madness in his eyes.
He immediately raised his palm and pointed towards He thrust it hard into his heart.
Jin Jia is the contemporary genius of the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan and the successor to the next clan leader.
How can he be willing to be a slave?
However, he also has a very fierce temper.
Since he lost at the hands of Mo Zhiyao, he can't do that.
I don't want to admit my debt, so I would rather pay the debt with my life.
"Big brother" When Jin Fu in the distance saw this, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
The golden armor is very important to the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan.
If he really died here, the old guys in the clan would probably go crazy.
Unfortunately, Kun Ling was clinging to him at this moment, not giving him any chance to get past him.
He could only watch the golden armor break on its own, but there was nothing he could do.
However, just when Jin Jia's palm fell on his heart, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him and grabbed his arm.
Jin Jia's expression changed, and when he looked up, it was Mo Zhiyao.
"Boy, don't go too far."
The madness in Jin Jia's eyes has reached the extreme.
If Mo Zhiyao insists on making himself a slave, then he will risk his own self-destruction to make his dream come true.
Mo Zhiyao took Jin Jia's arm, ignored the other's fierce eyes that seemed to be devouring, exhaled slowly, and then said in a deep voice: "Remember, you owe me a life."
"You" Jin Jia was startled when he heard this, and the madness in his eyes was replaced by astonishment.
For a moment, I was speechless.
He naturally heard that Mo Zhiyao did not insist on making him a slave as he thought.
"Kun Ling" Mo Zhiyao let go of Jin Jia's palm and shouted coldly in the distance.
In the distance, Kun Ling no longer struggled with Jin Fu, but suddenly rushed over and landed next to him.
And Jin Fu followed closely with an anxious look on his face, rushed to Jin Jia's side, and said urgently: "Brother, you must not mess around."
After landing, Kun Ling looked at Jin Jia opposite him coldly and said nothing.
She understood why Mo Zhiyao let the latter go so easily.
Jin Jia has a special status, and the Nine-Headed Golden Crow is one of the four major divine clans in the Hundred Beasts.
They play a decisive role in terms of strength and status.
If Jin Jia really fell in the Beasts Plain, I am afraid that the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan will definitely go crazy because of this, and even turn their anger on the Kunpeng Clan.
What is more likely is that they will declare war directly with Xingxiu Palace.
Although Xingxiu Palace is not afraid of the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan with its current strength, it does not want to start a war with such a tyrannical force if it is not necessary.
Taking one last look at the complex-looking Jin Jia, Mo Zhiyao turned around and pulled Kun Ling straight towards the entrance to the third floor space.
When the figures of the two people in Jinjia were about to disappear behind them, a voice came from a distance.
"You remember that I, Jin Jia, will return this life to you sooner or later."
Mo Zhiyao's figure was slightly stagnant, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.
Then there was no longer any drag, and in a few flashes, he disappeared into the vast haze.
"That Jin Jia has a fierce temper.
Although his methods are a bit ruthless, it would be a good thing if he could be willing to owe a favor."
Kun Ling glanced at Mo Zhiyao beside him, with a twinkle in his eye.
Appreciation.
Instead of trying to make things happen quickly and become irreconcilable enemies with the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan, obviously this ending is the best.
Mo Zhiyao nodded, but his forward speed suddenly accelerated.
Now that the two Jin Jia people have been eliminated, the only thing left is to enter the third level of space before the other three tribes.
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Now the total number of red blood crystal jade in his hand has exceeded 6,000, which is enough for him and Kun Ling to qualify to enter the third level.
The speed of the two people was extremely fast.
After just a moment, a spiritual light curtain like the one in the previous space appeared in the field of vision in front of them.
Skimming to the front of the light curtain, Mo Zhiyao didn't hesitate at all.
With a wave of his hand, a red torrent roared out and landed on the light curtain in front of him.
On the smooth, mirror-like surface of the light curtain, two closely adjacent spatial channels suddenly appeared.
"Walk" Mo Zhiyao gave a low shout, and Kun Ling rushed out like lightning and rushed straight into the passage.
However, just when the two of them were about to rush into the space channel, in another direction, two figures also rushed towards them as if they were teleporting.
That speed was so fast that Mo Zhiyao's pupils suddenly shrank.
Looking over, the two figures were a man and a woman.
The man wore a golden robe with gorgeous dragon scale patterns embroidered on it.
His face was handsome and majestic, and he had an indescribable temperament that made him appear extraordinary and aloof.
Coming side by side was a young girl who didn't look very old.
The girl wears a red veil, but her figure is extremely hot and alluring.
The tight-fitting crimson armor showed off her exquisite and moving lines.
And at the same time that the two of them appeared, there was a loud roar in the distance, and before the roar had dissipated, a figure rushed over like lightning.
The whole body is surrounded by billowing evil aura, which is extremely shocking.
"It's people from the other three major divine races."
Kun Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and a nervous look appeared on his face.
Obviously she did not expect that the people from the three tribes would arrive here almost at the same time.
It seems that they each have some unknown means, and they sense that Jin Jia has been eliminated.
The young man in gold robe and the girl in red gauze were the fastest, arriving almost at the same time as Mo Zhiyao.
The two people didn't speak at all.
They raised their palms at the same time, and the light in their palms flashed, obviously to prevent Mo Zhiyao and the two from entering the space passage.
Although I don't know how Mo Zhiyao and the two who seemed to only have cultivation in the middle ancient period were eliminated from the Golden Armor, it is obvious that their appearance broke the balance among the four major gods.
There are only four places to enter the third floor.
If Mo Zhiyao and Mo Zhiyao occupy the second place, there will definitely be a fierce battle for the remaining two places.
Compared with Ming Li from the Nether Water Serpent Clan, Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling were obviously easier to deal with.
Therefore, as soon as the young man from the Golden Scale Clan and the girl from the Lieyang Phoenix Clan appeared, they both attacked Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling.
However, just when the spiritual power in the palms of the two men was about to explode, a cold light flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and a torrential golden-red light swept out directly from his body.
Along with it, there is the ancient and pure pressure of dragon and phoenix.
"How dare you two attack me?"
Mo Zhiyao's cold shout was not loud, but when it fell into the ears of the young man and woman, it was like a thunderous explosion.
This caused both of their bodies to tremble suddenly, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes at the same time.
The offensive that was about to be launched in his hands also stopped abruptly.
The pure pressure of the dragon and phoenix that swept over Mo Zhiyao made the young man and woman instantly have the urge to kneel down and worship.
The kind of suppression originating from the blood caused the spiritual power and blood in the two people to boil.
Mo Zhiyao did not hesitate in suppressing the couple.
He grabbed Kun Ling and rushed into the space channel in front of him in a blink of an eye.
The two figures disappeared instantly.
When Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling's figures disappeared into the space passage, the young man and woman let out a breath of suffocation held in their chests.
When they looked at each other, they could see the horror in each other's eyes.
"Brother Han", the girl with a red gauze mask, although her beautiful face could not be seen, there was obvious heart palpitations and excitement in her bright eyes.
"Could he be the son of Dragon and Phoenix?"
These two people were Yuan Han from the Golden Scale Clan and Xing Ruo from the Lieyang Phoenix Clan.
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As a descendant of Dragon and Phoenix, he naturally knows about the existence of the son of Dragon and Phoenix.
But they obviously didn't expect that they would meet him in person in this ancient beast grave.
"It's unmistakable.
That kind of pure bloodline power is definitely the son of Dragon and Phoenix."
Yuan Han, who was wearing a golden robe, his face became particularly solemn, and then he nodded.
"What should we do?"
Xingruo, who was wearing a red gauze mask, had a trace of panic in his bright eyes for the first time.
When she thought about how the two of them had actually taken action against the son of Dragon and Phoenix just now, she felt a sense of fear in her heart.
As descendants of the Dragon and Phoenix, the two of them have awakened most of the blood in their bodies, but they have not yet reached the true body of the Dragon and Phoenix.
Moreover, even if he really reaches that point, he will not be able to resist at all against the orthodox Son of Dragon and Phoenix.
That has nothing to do with one's own strength, but stems from the absolute suppression of blood.
"It seems that the Son of Dragon and Phoenix is not really angry.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the two of us to stand here now."
Yuan Han is obviously much calmer than Xingruo.
Mo Zhiyao just suppressed them with the pressure of dragon and phoenix, but there was no murderous intention in it, which made him feel slightly relieved.
Yuan Han's eyes flashed and he looked at Ming Li, who was rushing towards him from afar, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Let's go to the third floor first."
Hearing this, Xingruo suppressed the panic in her heart and nodded.
Now that there are only two places left to enter the third level, the last person to be eliminated can only be Ming Li.
The two of them had the same mind, and formed lightning seals with their hands.
Suddenly, the overwhelming spiritual power roared out of the body like a tsunami, turning into a golden dragon and a fire phoenix, entrenched in the surroundings, directly facing the person who had just arrived here, and before he could wait, Ming Li, who stabilized his body, stormed away.
"bastard" Ming Li, who came suddenly, had already sensed that something was wrong when he saw Mo Zhiyao and the others successfully entering the space passage.
It's just that Yuan Han and the two moved very quickly.
Before he could stand firm, the fierce attack from the other side was already coming.
I was too busy to do anything, so I could only rush to attack.
"boom" The huge explosion of spiritual energy resounded throughout the world, and endless smoke filled the air, covering all directions.
Ming Li retreated violently.
With his own strength, how could he be the enemy of Yuan Han and his two brothers?
"Boom" Ming Li stamped his foot heavily and slapped out a palm, causing the strong wind to instantly blow away the smoke and dust in front of him.
But when his vision became clear again, his face became extremely livid.
Because ahead, the figures of Yuan Han and Xingruo have disappeared.
There are still some remaining ripples on the spiritual light screen.
"If Yuan Hanxing and those two bastards still have you, please wait for me to pay this debt.
If I don't get it back, I will never be a human being."
The furious roar echoed in the sky, and it was still clearly audible even though it was hundreds of miles away
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