Seeing the god-king being so obliterated by the young man, the faces of Kun Ling and the other three people in the distance could not conceal their horror.
Although the identity of the God King was unclear, he just waved his hand and disintegrated the offensive of the three of them.
If he hadn't been determined to deal with Mo Zhiyao, he might have killed all three of them on the spot with just one stab.
Such a fierce strength ended up like this in front of that young man.
How strong must that young man be?
In fact, Kun Ling and the others had somewhat overestimated Bai Hu's combat power.
The main reason why he was able to kill the God King with overwhelming force was because the latter had already suffered a huge loss in Mo Zhiyao's hands, and his strength had plummeted by more than half.
Otherwise, even if the White Tiger is powerful, it will at best be a lose-lose situation with the God King.
As for Mo Zhiyao, he was not surprised by this ending.
The moment Bai Hu came out of seclusion, he knew exactly how strong the latter was now, otherwise how could he trust him to deal with the God King?
After dealing with the God King, the white tiger boy came to the already broken body, then squatted down, picked it up, and carefully placed it into the Holy Blood Heavenly Pond.
Looking at this scene, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly froze.
Could it be that the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord has not completely fallen?
As soon as the body of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord sank into the Holy Blood Heavenly Pond, the entire Holy Blood Heavenly Pond suddenly seemed to be boiling.
Layers of blood waves rolled and overlapped, and the phantoms of all beasts looked up to the sky and screamed, as if they were celebrating something.
At this moment, Kun Ling and others also stood up and came to Mo Zhiyao's side, looking at the Holy Blood Heavenly Pond in a daze.
"Zhiyao, who is he?"
Kun Ling asked in a low voice.
"He is the guardian of Senior Ming Zun's Qi Sea."
Mo Zhiyao had mentioned the existence of the white tiger to Kun Ling before, but now that the latter had transformed naturally, Kun Ling could not recognize it.
"It turns out it's him."
Kun Ling's beautiful eyes blinked, and it suddenly dawned on her.
"Sir, I never expected that there would be a Netherworld White Tiger by your side."
Yuan Han said with shock in his eyes.
Mo Zhiyao was speechless for a moment.
To be honest, he didn't know Bai Hu's true identity until just now.
The Netherworld White Tiger is not a divine beast, nor a monster, but a strange beast.
The so-called exotic beasts are rarer and rarer than the divine beasts, and this Netherworld White Tiger has the same attributes as the Netherworld Pothos, but is rarer than the latter.
I really don’t know where Ming Zun found such a strange species.
Everyone just looked at the Holy Blood Tianchi that was completely rioting in silence.
The red-blooded spiritual tide that enveloped the entire Holy Blood Mountain had already disappeared when the God King escaped from trouble.
Otherwise, even if Kun Ling and others completed the baptism of holy blood, they would not be able to reach the top of the mountain.
After a while, the boiling and rioting Holy Blood Heavenly Pond slowly calmed down, and the phantoms of the divine beasts were dormant one after another.
Howling sounds rose into the sky, and the majestic red blood spiritual tide once again rushed down the mountain.
A figure rose from the calmed Holy Blood Heavenly Pond.
Judging from his appearance, he is exactly the same as the previous God King, but the aura rippling around him is completely different.
The previous God King was just a magpie's nest dove that occupied the body of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord.
Now, he is the true deity.
The figure of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord appeared.
Although there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body, a power that seemed to be an innate emperor quietly filled the air, giving people an unspeakable sense of oppression.
The eyes of Mo Zhiyao and others were all focused on the figure of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord, with awe and curiosity in their eyes.
Obviously, they were also a little excited to see with their own eyes this legendary figure who was known to every household in the Beasts.
"I didn't expect that even though I sacrificed my life to seal the God King back then, he was still waiting for an opportunity to escape.
If it weren't for the help of younger generations like you, I'm afraid this beast would definitely make trouble again."
The eyes of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord fell on Mo Zhiyao and the others. , eyes complex, said quite emotionally.
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"Uncle Ten Thousand Beasts, don't you recognize me?"
The white tiger boy looked at the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord in front of him and said in an excited voice.
"You."
The Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord was startled when he heard this.
He looked at the young man in front of him carefully.
After a moment, his expression changed, and then he said with some hesitation: "You are, Xiaoyou."
"It's me, Uncle Ten Thousand Beasts."
Xiaoyou, the white tiger boy, immediately jumped for joy when he heard this and shouted cheeringly.
He was obviously recognized by the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord, which made him quite excited.
"I didn't expect that you actually grew up."
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord, and he said sadly as he stroked the white tiger boy's forehead with his big hand.
"When Ming Zun brought you back, you were dying.
In order to save you, Ming Zun took great pains to beg a ferocious beast Tian Ming Tiger from me, and let you live in it with the method of transforming yourself.
Originally, this secret method The success rate is only 10%, I didn’t expect it to be successful.”
Mo Zhiyao, who was behind, heard this and his eyes moved slightly.
It turns out that the true identity of the black-armored guardian is the ferocious beast Tianminghu.
According to what the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord said, the Nether Lord used a secret technique called the Body Transformation Technique on the latter and the White Tiger.
Needless to say, there were twists and turns in the process, but the purpose was to save the Netherworld White Tiger. .
"By the way, since you have successfully transformed and been reborn, why don't you see Ming Zun?"
The Beast Demon Lord glanced around and asked with some confusion.
Xiaoyou's face suddenly became disappointed when he heard this.
He hesitated for a moment and then said: "The master has returned to the ruins."
"Returning to the ruins."
The Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord was slightly startled when he heard what Xiaoyou said, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.
"Brother Ming Zun killed several powerful God Kings one after another and escaped with serious injuries.
Unexpectedly, he still failed to survive."
"By the way, Uncle Ten Thousand Beasts, let me introduce someone to you."
Xiaoyou suddenly remembered something, turned around, and waved to Mo Zhiyao.
"Brother Zhiyao, come here."
When Mo Zhiyao saw this, he first signaled Kun Ling and the others to wait where they were, then stepped in front of Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord and Xiaoyou, and bowed to the former.
"Junior Mo Zhiyao has met senior Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord."
The Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord's eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao.
The expression on his face did not change much at first, but with careful exploration, a strong look of shock gradually appeared in his eyes.
"When I sacrificed my life to seal, in order to leave some opportunities for my descendants, and also to suppress the God King, I set up the Red Blood Spiritual Tide and the Holy Blood Baptism.
It seems that you have successfully obtained both of these opportunities."
"Senior will bless the younger generation, I just got it by luck."
Mo Zhiyao said loudly, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Haha, I actually wanted these two opportunities to be given to demon cultivators like me.
I didn't expect that a human boy like you would be able to give them to me."
The Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord said with a smile.
After all, the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord is from the demon clan, so he naturally wants to leave his opportunities to the people of the demon clan.
Although Mo Zhiyao has the blood of three kinds of mythical beasts, the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord has such sharp eyesight that he can easily tell his true identity at a glance.
"human" The voice of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord was not too concealed, so Yuan Han and the three people behind him heard it.
Kun Ling was fine, after all, she knew the details of Mo Zhiyao.
But Yuan Han and Xing Ruo's expressions changed.
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The two of them had always believed that Mo Zhiyao was the son of Dragon Phoenix.
Although Mo Zhiyao had denied it once before, it was obvious that they did not take it seriously.
At this moment, when he heard the words of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord, he was immediately shocked.
The two of them were shocked, not because of anything else, but because of the special environment in this ancient beast tomb.
The human monks simply could not withstand the pressure of the beasts inside.
Moreover, they were also puzzled as to how Mo Zhiyao could inherit the blood power of the divine beast Dragon and Phoenix in a human body, and how he could be so pure.
"Uncle Ten Thousand Beasts, you will never guess the true identity of Brother Zhiyao."
Xiaoyou said with a smile.
"Oh."
The Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord was slightly startled, and carefully observed Mo Zhiyao again.
Finally, a strange color flashed across his eyes, and his face was moved.
"Little guy, why do you smell like your father and ancestors on your body?"
Xiaoyou waved his hand, and a layer of spiritual restriction enveloped the area where the three of them were, and then said: "Uncle Ten Thousand Beasts, because Brother Zhiyao is the young ancestor of the human world."
"Young Ancestor" This time, the expression of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord changed dramatically, and then he stared at Mo Zhiyao, and asked Xiaoyou: "What is going on?"
Xiaoyou first glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and when the latter nodded, he sorted out his thoughts, and then told what happened.
The expression of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord kept changing.
Ever since he sacrificed his life to seal the God King, he knew nothing about the outside world.
After listening to Xiaoyou's narration, I finally understood the current situation in the human world and Mo Zhiyao's true identity.
"Young Ancestor, Ten Thousand Beasts didn't know before, so I'm rude, Young Ancestor, don't blame me."
Knowing Mo Zhiyao's identity, the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord's expression suddenly became solemn, and then he bowed to the former and saluted.
This scene, seen in the eyes of Fang Yuanhan and Xingruo, made them even more shocked.
In the minds of everyone in the Hundred Beasts, the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts is the supreme sacred existence.
But now, he is saluting Mo Zhiyao respectfully.
What is going on?
"Senior, please don't do this."
Mo Zhiyao turned aside and gave way to the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord's salute.
He respects the latter from the bottom of his heart for being such an ancient cultivator who saved the human world from water and fire.
How can he accept his gift?
The Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord is not a pretentious person.
He stood up straight and said: "Young Ancestor, I don't know what your plans are now."
Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment, and then said: "I came to this God's Domain under the guidance of Senior Wuhen.
Senior Wuhen asked me to come here to conquer the incarnation of the God Emperor.
But until now, I don't have any clues about the incarnation of the God Emperor. .
Senior Wuhen didn’t reveal it before.”
Hearing this, the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Lord smiled faintly.
"Young Ancestor, there is no need to be impatient.
Since Ambassador Wuhen has not told you the specific location of the incarnation of the God Emperor, and now you have no clues, it means that the time has not come yet.
When the time comes, the sealed place where the God Emperor's incarnation is will inevitably appear
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