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Daosan's answer made Xing Mo frowned slightly.
Because this answer is equivalent to saying nothing.
What is self-discretion!
If you really let yourself deal with it casually, then you are naturally willing to kill Jiang Yun simply and directly.
Even if Jiang Yun is the master of the blood realm, he can easily kill him with all his strength.
But if Dao San really didn't care about Jiang Yun's life or death, then why bothered to risk the price of tearing face with God Lei Ji, why not just let God Lei Ji enter the Dao of Blood Realm and capture Jiang Yun!
Although Xing Mo was still puzzled, he also knew that being able to give these four words was already the limit of Dao San. If he continued to ask, then his position as an envoy would be considered to be over.
"yes!"
In desperation, Xing Mo could only bow in agreement, turned around, and appeared above the sky of the blood realm.
"Boom!"
At the same time that Xing Mo appeared, the nine-story blood tower and the human bone dagger finally collided, and they all exploded, turning into waves of air that filled the sky, sweeping away in all directions.
However, within the ten thousand zhang area where Xing Mo stood, it was as if there was an invisible barrier, making it impossible for these air waves to get close at all.
Jiang Yun naturally saw Xing Mo, and what he was waiting for was Xing Mo!
After all, the soul imprints in Liu Peng and Jin Cunyao's bodies, the source of their pain, is Xing Mo!
Xing Mo still had a faint smile on his face, with an amiable look, as if he hadn't seen his hundreds of dead subordinates at all.
He stared directly at Jiang Yun, as if he was looking at an ant, and said lightly: "Jiang Yun, you will catch it automatically, and I will spare you!"
Although his voice was flat, every word he uttered would be like a thunderclap, shaking the violently tumbling air waves thousands of feet away.
When he finished speaking the whole sentence, the endless air waves suddenly turned around and rushed towards Jiang Yun's location.
All the people around who were watching were still shocked by Jiang Yun's strength, shocked by Jiang Yun's great skill in killing hundreds of criminal guards with his own power.
Especially the many creatures in Taoyuan City, they even vaguely felt that if they chose to stand on the same front with Jiang Yun to fight against the Dao Sangong, they might really have hope of turning around.
But at this moment, with the appearance of Xing Mo, and the terrifying power aroused by his opening his mouth, the hope in their hearts was instantly shattered.
Compared with Jiang Yun, this Xing Mocai is more like the master of the blood realm who is truly superior, controlling the blood realm, and the life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings!
"Boom!"
The air wave all over the sky hit Jiang Yun's body fiercely, causing Jiang Yun's body to retreat back dozens of steps uncontrollably, before he managed to stand still.
Forcibly suppressing the tumbling qi and blood in his body, Jiang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a light that others could not understand flashed in his eyes.
Although Jiang Yun had raised the cultivation level of the criminal demon as much as possible, it was only after real contact that he realized that the opponent's strength was still beyond his estimation.
Even the envoy Lei Ling, in terms of strength alone, is not as good as Xingmo!
However, the real reason why Jiang Yun's eyes flashed was that under the attack of the opponent's voice, his own soul trembled.
Coupled with the imprints in the souls of Liu Peng and Jin Cunyao, Jiang Yun also realized more clearly that this Xing Mo has a special ability to influence the souls of others.
Any living being must have a body and a soul, absolutely without exception!
During Jiang Yun's nearly thirty years of practice, he has been in contact with various races and various spells.
For monks, including Jiang Yun himself, they can search for souls and directly kill other people's souls.
However, this is the first time Jiang Yun has encountered someone like Xingmo, whose simple words can affect the soul of others, and can also leave a brand in the soul of the other party.
After realizing this, Jiang Yun naturally increased his emphasis on Xing Mo.
Xing Mo is definitely the most powerful opponent he has ever encountered in his life.
Although these thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, Jiang Yun did not show the slightest expression on his face: "In one word, you want me to be arrested without a fight. Your Excellency, you are too underestimating Jiang!"
Jiang Yun's answer made Xing Mo shake his head with a smile and said: "You are wrong, it's not that I underestimate you, but that you can't get into my eyes at all! "
"Even if you have obtained the inheritance of Xuedongliu and become the temporary master of this blood realm, don't forget that this is a Taoist prison, and you will only be a prisoner until you die!"
As soon as the voice fell, nine swords suddenly appeared beside Xing Mo, all black in color, arranged in the shape of a character, each sword exuded a soaring evil spirit, and a strong smell of blood!
"go!"
Following Xing Mo's order, one of the black swords suddenly turned into a black light and shot straight at Jiang Yun.
During its flight, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared above the black sword, and it was faintly visible, with a vague human figure inside.
"Sword Spirit?"
Jiang Yun couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, instead of looking at the black sword flying towards him, he looked at the other eight black swords.
These nine swords are almost exactly the same no matter in shape or size.
Now that one sword has a sword spirit, could it be possible that the other eight swords also gave birth to sword spirits?
At this moment, the black sword was only ten feet away from Jiang Yun, and Jiang Yun could clearly see that the human figure in the black mist was Xing Mo himself.
If the sword spirit is its own image, then the sword spirit is also its own dao spirit.
This is also a very common thing among sword repairers.
However, if there are sword spirits among the eight swords beside Xing Mo, could the sword spirit be Xing Mo himself?
"This is impossible!"
Jiang Yun couldn't help shaking his head for this weird idea that came up to him. While laughing at himself, he raised his palm and grabbed it in the air, and saw a golden thunder suddenly appear from the void, facing the black sword .
"Boom!"
The golden thunder directly bombarded the black sword, and immediately exploded the black sword.
Even the sword spirit on it and the black mist surrounding it all exploded and filled the sky.
This made Jiang Yun frowned, why is this black sword so vulnerable!
But before he could finish his thoughts, nine black swords that were slightly shorter than the previous black swords suddenly appeared in the exploding black mist!
Above the nine black swords, there is also a cloud of black mist, and there is also a sword spirit that looks exactly like Xing Mo in the mist!
Jiang Yun's eyes widened suddenly, which made him hardly believe his eyes.
The black sword exploded, one divided into nine, he was not surprised, what shocked him was that the nine sword spirits were all Xing Mo himself, wouldn't it mean that Xing Mo had nine dao spirits!
There are even three more than the current self!
The idea that I thought was impossible just now really appeared in front of my eyes.
Moreover, this is just a sword, and there are eight black swords surrounding Xingmo himself.
If the eight black swords are also in the same situation, then this Xing Mo has ninety-nine and eighty-one dao spirits!
"This is even more impossible!"
Facing the nine black swords rushing towards him, Jiang Yun didn't have time to think too much. He reached out again and grabbed nine golden thunderbolts from the void, and threw them at the nine black swords.
"Boom boom boom!"
Nine loud bangs sounded almost at the same time, and all nine thunderbolts hit a black sword fiercely.
And Jiang Yun also seemed to be hit by a thunder, and his eyes were almost dull looking in front of him¡ª¡ª
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