1093: C1093 Name of night smile

C1093 Name of night smile

Ye Xiao stepped forward, his current state wasn't good. Although he had won his battle with Bai Yun Hu by luck, his mental and physical energy consumption had also reached the limit.

Ye Xiao's face was currently pale white. After being forced out of the Thousand Shadows's space by the gigantic white tiger phantom, his body trembled. Ye Xiao stepped onto the ground and slowly walked towards the Tremor Drum that was on the ground.

However, Ye Xiao's actions caused the disciples of the Flying Tiger Race s and White Tiger Race s to retreat quickly. In their eyes, Ye Xiao was like a terrifying demon.

It had to be known that even among the disciples of the White Tiger Race, Bai Yun Hu was an existence at the very top.

Ye Xiao's gaze swept across the people in front of him. The disciples of the Flying Tiger Race were trembling from head to toe.

"Scram!" Ye Xiao coldly spat out a single word. Now, although his side had won, Feng Wu and he had lost all their fighting capabilities. Four of Eagles's Rankers had fallen, leaving only Feng Ning's group of four unharmed. Therefore, Ye Xiao did not want to continue fighting with his life on the line. If they continued to fight, even if they won in the end, their side would suffer tremendous losses.

The Flying Tiger Race and the disciples looked at each other in dismay after hearing what was said. They remained silent for a while, and in the end, left unwillingly. To them, Ye Xiao was not confident at all when facing him. Feng Zimo had died and Bai Yun Hu had gone missing, causing them to lose their will to fight.

Everyone quickly retreated, and Ye Xiao's heart slowly relaxed. The sudden battle had finally ended.

He stepped forward and held the Tremor Drum in his hand. The Tremor Drum hummed as it shook with a strong power that almost made it fly out of his hand.

Ye Xiao sneered: "Hmph!" The Tremor Drum's power was indeed strong, but Ye Xiao had the old monster called the Sword Spirit in his body. As long as the Sword Spirit was here, he was not afraid of anything bad happening to Ye Xiao.

Sure enough, there was no need for Ye Xiao to exert his strength at all. A mysterious power broke out from Ye Xiao's Dantian world and wrapped itself around the Tremor Drum.

The Tremor Drum let out a wail, turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Ye Xiao's hands. He did not know what methods the Sword Spirit used, but after about ten breaths of time, a wave of energy rippled out in Ye Xiao's mind. This fluctuation was the aura of a Tremor Drum.

Ye Xiao's palm slightly shook, and the Tremor Drum appeared in his hand once again. At this time, he could clearly feel that the Tremor Drum had already merged with him, just like the other divine instrument.

A mystical wave suddenly resounded in his mind. This was the method to unleash the profound sound waves produced by the Tremor Drum.

Ye Xiao's face revealed joy, the sound wave's attack was profound and hard to defend against. If he were to use it, it would definitely be able to raise his combat prowess by another level.

Keeping the Tremor Drum in his body, Ye Xiao went back to Wang Xiaotian's side to check on the situation in his body. Although his injuries were not shallow, with the help of the powerful vital force, his life wasn't in danger.

The day gradually fell and the night once again slowly approached. Ye Xiao brought Feng Wu and escaped into the underground space. As for Feng Ning and the rest, they continued to fight in the darkness. The only thing that surprised Ye Xiao was that Wang Xiaotian did not leave and instead took the initiative to stay to protect Feng Ning and the others.

Although Ye Xiao was astonished, this was obviously not the time to ask so many questions.

Ye Xiao and the rest had regained their calm, but there were quite a few ripples caused by the battle in the Cemetery of the Gods. And this name of Ye Xiao, which was not known to anyone before, was spread among the many Tribes s as well. Even powers above the Ancestral Rank, and even a few great top race s knew of his name.

In an area that was extremely far away from the Flying tigers, there was a large crowd of outstanding people and strong individuals. A city of darkness that could support both heaven and earth, intersected with the heaven and earth, and on top of every city wall, there were actually over a hundred Air Level experts. These people were all dressed in black robe s, and atop the black robe, all kinds of ferocious white tigers were faintly discernible.

The city was densely filled with blood tower and there were even a few that were at least three hundred meters tall. In the center of the city, a blood tower rose up from the ground as a strong pressure spread out in all directions.

Suddenly, a three meter tall Disciple of White Tiger Race flew to the front of the blood tower, bowing and shouting: "Bai Yihu requests to see Son of God!"

The heavy blood tower door slowly opened, and a man with a similarly muscular body walked out, frowning slightly.

"Yi Hu, aren't you supposed to be guarding here for the next few days? Why did he come in such a hurry to see the Son of God? Did something strange happen? " The man said in a deep voice.

Bai Yihu took two steps forward, and said somewhat respectfully, "Fourth brother, I have urgent matters to request a meeting with Son of God! There was news that said Yun Hu was born, so I did not dare delay any longer. "

The man called Fourth Brother, upon hearing this, tightly narrowed his eyes. He lightly nodded towards Bai Yihu, turned around, and quickly walked towards the interior of the blood tower.

This blood tower was different from ordinary blood tower, there were more than ninety-one floors. In every level, there were Disciple of White Tiger Race quietly cultivating, Bai Yihu and Yue Yang flew up, and directly ascended to the top.

"The Son of God is just ahead. You can go alone."

Bai Yihu silently nodded, stepped forward, and entered the white mist in front of him. After walking forward for a while, the white mist suddenly dissipated and a ray of light came through.

Bai Yihu kowtowed and said respectfully: "Greetings, Son of God!"

In front of him, a silhouette slowly emerged. A faint voice came from the light, "What is it?"0

This melodious voice carried an unparalleled domineering aura and majesty!

Bai Yihu lowered his head even more, and continued: "Reporting to Son of God, a day ago, Bai Yun Hu and a few of his disciples were heading towards the Flying tigers area. Just a while ago, news had just arrived that during the battle between Bai Yun Hu and the disciples of Rosefinch Race, the person who was left behind was nowhere to be found. "

The human figure that was gathered in the light could not help but gather even more after his words sounded. The light also trembled.

A moment later, a voice came out from the light again, "Bai Yun Hu is unharmed. This Saint wants to know, which expert from the Rosefinch Race is actually able to fight to the death with Yun Hu. Furthermore, if he remembered correctly, the area where the Flying Tiger Race was located should be the border region of the wasteland. How could such a strong being appear! "

The light figure's question made Bai Yihu's body tremble slightly, and he replied carefully, "Son of God, Bai Yun Hu left this place just to investigate this matter. However, it is said that the person who defeated Yun Hu was not a disciple of the Rosefinch Race.

"Tsk tsk ?" A sinister laugh came out, causing Bai Yihu's expression to change slightly, "That is interesting. Then, don't tell me those idiots don't even know his name. "

Bai Yihu broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly replied: "Son of God, the one who defeated Yun Hu is called Ye Xiao!"

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