As one of the five powerful tribes that now control the observation outposts of the gods, the Dark Soul God Clan also descended on the 30,000 tribesmen this time.
The leader is Xu You, Xu Po's biological half-brother.
His body was shrouded in gray-black fog, and he was riding an erratic horse that was faintly composed of gray phosphorescence. Xuyou whistled and looked at the blue-white clouds above his head with ease.
"Amazing formation... but it doesn't pose much of a threat to us." Xu You muttered softly to several of his confidant generals behind him: "I know my damn father is biased and asked Xu Po to secretly bring three supreme artifacts."
With a sly smile, Xu You said softly: "Remember the "Soul-Eating Divine Art" I gave you before. When needed, you can borrow the power of Xu Po's three supreme artifacts to break through this seemingly amazing building. The great formation.”
"At the same time, if you run the Soul-Eating Divine Art, you will be able to forcibly intercept part of the original divine power of the supreme artifact. This is of great benefit to you and can quickly help you advance to the half-step god king realm."
"What's more important is to teach Xu Po a trivial lesson."
Above Xuyou's head, a black pyramid the size of a fist slowly emerged, and an extremely sharp ghost howl suddenly filled the void. The 30,000 members of the Dark Soul God Clan trembled all over and knelt on the ground respectfully.
This is also a supreme artifact.
This is also the supreme artifact Ten Thousand Souls Tower secretly given to Xuyou by his 'eccentric' father before he went on the expedition.
According to common sense, Xu Po is the first heir of the Dark Soul God Clan, and the supreme artifact should only be mastered by Xu Po. And Xuyou also received a supreme artifact. It stands to reason that his father should be a little 'biased' towards him.
Of course, Xuyou wouldn't think so.
Why does Xu Po have three supreme artifacts, but he only has one? This is unfair, this is partiality.
Therefore, he must give Xu Po some color. If he can make Xu Po commit some crimes and be severely punished by the clan, that would be the best.
What crime is more serious than damaging the origin of the supreme artifact
"You can't blame me, dear brother, it's true that you blocked my way." Xuyou sneered in a low voice: ""The Soul-Eating Divine Art", this is the supreme god of our Dark Soul Clan that has been lost for at least tens of millions of years. Jue."
"Who would have thought that he would actually be in the cemetery where countless ancestors of the Dark Soul Clan rest, and still have inheritance?" Xuyou whispered: "I can get the "Soul-Eating Divine Art", this is my destiny... I, He is the next generation of God King of the Dark Soul God Clan."
Xuyou looked at the few confidant generals standing behind him.
These are the seven high-level divine generals that he spent a lot of money to conquer with great difficulty.
Once they absorb the power of the three supreme artifacts, and then forcibly intercept the power of the supreme artifacts, plus Xuyou himself will do the same thing, the three supreme artifacts will lose at least about 10% of their origin.
Such a loss would undoubtedly have a huge backlash on Xu Po.
Xuyou has the opportunity to attack Xuyou.
Of course, he couldn't kill Xu Po, and he didn't have the courage. But as long as there is enough evidence to prove that Xu Po has damaged the three supreme artifacts, Xu You can imprison Xu Po and take over the three supreme artifacts at the same time.
When the four supreme artifacts are in his hands, Xuyou can use the "Soul Devouring Divine Art" to forcibly swallow the four supreme artifacts. With the help of countless divine soul crystals and bloodline essences, he can quickly reach the peak of the God King Realm. Extreme…
At that time, he Xuyou alone has the final say over the entire observation outpost.
What kind of Sky Crystal God Clan, what kind of Ice Spirit God Clan, what kind of Lava Giant God, what kind of Barbarian God Clan, ah, it’s all bullshit!
When the time comes, Xuyou will be in control of the harvest of the Mu Continent alone, and he will be able to successfully break through to the realm of the God Emperor with countless soul crystals and blood essences in his hands. It may even be higher.
Perfect!
So perfect!
Xuyou couldn't help but burst into laughter when he thought of his proud place.
"That fool Xu Po, he actually asked me to take you to the Mu continent. This gave me a chance, gave me a chance... At the observation outpost, I didn't dare to make the slightest move, but on the Mu continent, he was beyond his reach. Here This is my world!”
Xuyou smiled extremely brightly.
"Hey, why is His Highness Xuyou so happy?" Misty's voice came faintly.
Seventy or eighty thousand gods appeared inexplicably around the 30,000 Dark Soul God Clan, surrounding them entirely.
Miwu and Huanwu stood in mid-air, looking at Xuyou who was covered in gray-black mist with a smile: "Your Highness Xuyou, why are you so happy? Have you found any good treasures here?"
Xuyou snorted coldly, and in the gray-black mist, two miserable green eyes lit up, and then quickly expanded to the size of a sea bowl, like two torches burning and beating rapidly.
Green eyes stared at the mist and the phantom mist, and Xuyou sneered: "Misty mist, phantom mist, why are you here? Ah, strange, why are you here too?"
The Tower of All Souls released circles of invisible undead waves, and the powerful Supreme Artifact quickly discerned that the mist and phantom mist were not the arrival of blood essence clones or clones in other forms, but the real deity here.
Xuyou sneered: "Those stone heads from the Tianjing God Clan, they said that only Wutou himself came? Ah ha, are they too stupid, or are you too cunning?"
Miwu smiled and shook his head: "Of course, we are too smart and wise. Well, it's still the same question just now. His Highness Xuyou is so happy. Did he find something good? Or your fiancée, give it to you in the ancestral land Gave birth to a little Highness?"
"Asshole!" Xuyou roared angrily.
It has been some years since they arrived at the observation outpost. The Dark Soul God Clan's method of marriage and reproduction is quite different from that of other flesh-and-blood creatures. Their souls interact with each other, and their soul origins merge with each other and then split and derive.
Therefore, the Dark Soul God Clan must be cautious when reproducing offspring, because every time they reproduce, their origin will be greatly weakened.
But as long as they decide to reproduce, they reproduce very quickly.
A man and a woman get married, and then in just two months, they can give birth to offspring.
Xuyou has been at the observation outpost for several years, and his fiancée has now given birth to an offspring for him. Needless to say, the vicious attack in Mist's words
Xuyou roared angrily, and the Ten Thousand Souls Tower above his head suddenly expanded to the size of a hundred feet. Along with the shrill scream, a line of miserable green phosphorescence erupted from one side of the pyramid, turning into a ferocious and twisted face of the devil, dragging a long The tail inflammation rushed towards the mist.
The staff of wisdom in Mist's hand swayed slightly, and Xuyou's eyes suddenly became confused, and then the phosphorescence that had been locked on Mist inexplicably moved away by more than ten feet, and drew dangerously away from Mist's side. past.
The phosphorescent light hit the blue-white clouds behind the mist, and a slight explosion was heard. A large area of pale green, lifeless flames spread rapidly like an eroded wound, and instantly covered a cloud layer several miles in size. .
The blue-white clouds rolled, and the lightning flashed one after another, and the aura of death and extinction contained in the miserable green firelight rapidly impacted. Large tracts of blue-white clouds were corroded, and a large pit was quickly sunken.
But clouds were rolling in all directions, and the big holes in the clouds that had been corroded were quickly filled up.
After a few breaths, the clouds returned to their original state, the green flames were offset by the lightning, and both parties perished together and disappeared without a trace.
The sound of 'clang' interrupted the confrontation between Xuyou and Miwu. As the mist and illusory fog came in, the eighty-nine thousand gods came in. They actually formed a military formation, pulled out their weapons, and surrounded the thirty thousand Dark Soul Gods. .
Xuyou's eyes suddenly solidified, the Ten Thousand Souls Tower let out a shrill roar, and the temperature in the huge space plummeted.
Xuyou shouted sternly: "Misty, Huanwu, what do you want to do?"
Miwu and Huanwu smiled mysteriously: "We don't want to do anything, we just want to be friends with you... From then on, we are the closest friends. We have no secrets or privacy between each other. We can be perfect and Totally a good friend who works hard together!”
Xuyou's eyes locked on the staff of wisdom.
Of course he knew the evil of this infamous artifact of the Wisdom God Clan. This artifact could make the gods sink forever and become the puppets and lackeys of the Wisdom God Clan.
In history, many gods have been controlled by the Staff of Wisdom and have done countless incredible things. At least tens of thousands of originally powerful gods have erupted in terrible civil strife due to the Staff of Wisdom, and finally disappeared without a trace in the long river of time. No trace.
Look at the gods surrounding the 30,000 Dark Soul God Clan. Each of them looks clear and pure, and they look extremely normal.
The more this happens, the more it makes Xuyou's scalp numb.
With so many gods from different protoss, how could they normally join forces to attack the Dark Soul Protoss
This is very abnormal, this is... so abnormal.
"They have all become your puppets? Miwu, how dare you do this?" The Ten Thousand Souls Tower above Xuyou's head flashed with a pale green light, and invisible divine thoughts followed the flickering of the Ten Thousand Souls Tower, sending a stream of The order was passed to the Dark Soul God Clan present.
"You've done it, what's there to be afraid of?" Huanwu suddenly laughed: "Xuyou, look here!"
The Book of Interpretation suddenly appeared in front of Huan Wu. Seven hundred and sixty-six members of the Wisdom God Clan appeared behind Huan Wu at the same time. Channels of strange and disillusioned divine power were quickly injected into the Book of Interpretation.
A square, majestic, golden face emerged from the Book of Interpretation. This face with a crown on its head and wrapped in golden flames glared at Xuyou, opened its mouth and let out an earth-shattering crazy roar.
The gray-black mist on Xuyou's body exploded, revealing his inner body wearing a cloak and holding a scythe.
The cloak on Xuyou's body exploded into countless tiny fragments, and the sickle in his hand released a gloomy evil light. Before he could make any counterattack, he was struck by an unrivaled, pure yang force. The power blasted him to pieces.
Xuyou breathed out gray cold air and flew backwards involuntarily.
His body twisted, broke, and then exploded into a thick gray-black mist.
The Tower of Ten Thousand Souls followed Xuyou and flew out backwards. The moment Xuyou's body exploded to pieces, a miserable green phosphorescence was released from underneath the Tower of Ten Thousand Souls, covering the thick fog formed by the explosion of Xuyou's body, and it spun around. Finally, Xuyou's body re-condensed into shape.
The body shimmered like water waves, and the body was between reality and reality. The body was suspended in the air, pointing at the phantom mist with an angry smile.
"Welcome the power of the Supreme Artifact and let them know that the Dark Soul God Clan is not someone they can bully at will." Xuyou screamed in a hissing voice: "Mist, Illusion Mist, I will personally take out your souls and imprison you in ten thousand The Soul Tower will allow you to suffer the cruelest punishment in the world, and you will never be reincarnated for eternity."
Xuyou's seven confidant generals raised their heads at the same time and recited the secret incantation to attract the power of the supreme artifact.
Xu Po has three supreme artifacts in his hands. The three supreme artifacts are extremely powerful, enough to temporarily boost these seven confidant generals to a level comparable to the supreme level.
Then, when the seven generals finished reciting the secret incantation, there was no sound in the void.
The mist and the phantom mist were already prepared for the impact. After all, the power of the supreme artifact was infinite, and the mist and the phantom mist did not dare to be careless at all.
However, no artifact power came.
Xuyou stayed where he was.
The seven generals stayed where they were.
The 30,000 Dark Soul Gods raised their heads blankly and looked at the blue-white clouds above their heads. Finally, one person muttered in a low voice: "Could this great formation be able to isolate the power of the Supreme Artifact?"
Xuyou screamed: "Impossible, impossible. The power of this formation is certainly terrifying, but the power of the supreme artifact cannot be isolated... What is Xuyou doing? What is Xuyou doing? But even Xuyou, It is impossible for him to isolate the people’s prayers for the supreme artifact, he can’t do it!”
Wu Tie's low voice, with a hint of uncontrollable smile, sounded in the formation.
"Mist, phantom mist, subdue them... Xu Po once came to split his soul. His three supreme artifacts have been snatched away by me and integrated into the Dao Furnace, becoming the foundation of my Dao Furnace."
"Haha, they still want to pray for the arrival of the supreme artifact? How is it possible?"
Xuyou was stunned, his body shook, and then he vomited out a mouthful of blood. The Dark Soul God Clan is not a pure body of flesh and blood. After a mouthful of blood is sprayed out, it immediately turns into countless thin strands of cold air that float away. Xuyou's eyes were distracted for a while, and he yelled: "Xuyou, you bastard who died ten thousand times... you, you, you, you framed me!"
Then, Xuyou suddenly raised his head, looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Tower above his head, and laughed hysterically: "But, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I still have the Ten Thousand Souls Tower, I still..."
'Qiang Qiang' two sword sounds sounded.
The sound of the sword was majestic and majestic, like the sound of heaven and earth, like the chanting of thousands of dragons. It shook the chests of all the gods present, as if hundreds of millions of stars were crushing them, and almost killed them all. Crushed into pieces.
The cry of the sword was cold and sharp, soaring to the sky. The condensed sword intention seemed to want to slaughter the world and exterminate all living beings. The cold and solemn aura that was almost ruthless in the Great Dao made every cell in the bodies of the gods present feel as if they were being suppressed. Frozen, both body and soul seemed to be annihilated in an instant.
Two thousand-foot-long sword dragons, one black and one gold, roared out of the blue-white clouds. Two huge dragon heads opened their mouths, bit the Ten Thousand Souls Tower, and dragged it away into the clouds.
Xuyou roared angrily, and was about to urge the Ten Thousand Souls Tower to fight back with all its strength. Suddenly, a blur appeared in front of his eyes, and Misty appeared in front of him out of thin air, holding the staff of wisdom.
In the misty eyes, there are flowers blooming and withering, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun and the moon moving around, and the universe rising and dying.
There are endless illusions passing through the misty eyes, infusing the virtual soul.
The mist that has condensed the Dao Seal is more than a hundred times stronger than Xuyou? Xuyou didn't take precautions and immediately fell into an endless illusion and couldn't extricate himself.
Miwu chuckled and lightly touched Xuyou's forehead with the staff of wisdom in his hand.
"Look, now we're good friends."