Doomsday: I Have Infinite Legion

Chapter 276
Emperor Qing nodded. Even if he failed to grab two thousand-year-old blood fruits, he would give half of them to Yang Yue.

"Let's talk about it first! Of these people present, which ones are more of a threat?"

After Yang Yue entered the basin just now, he found that there were no less than dozens of auras above the eighth level.

"There is only one person who is truly a threat! He is the disciple of Xuanjian Sect, Li Tianyao!"

Di Qing pointed to a man in the distance, and Yang Yue looked in the direction he pointed.

It was a young man in a jade-colored robe, only in his early twenties.

Her long hair was bound by a jade crown, her face was sharp-edged, her pair of bewitching red phoenix eyes, combined with her dusty face, she was simply a girl killer.

But what deserves Yang Yue's attention is not his appearance, but his strength.

"The realm at the beginning of the ninth level is indeed a difficult guy!"

Yang Yue spoke, but he didn't have the slightest worry, so what about the early stage of the ninth level?
If he is annoyed, Zhenwu releases water, and Diyi sets fire, even a practitioner at the beginning of the ninth level can't afford to go around, let alone he has a big killer.

"Aren't you afraid? That's a cultivator at the beginning of the ninth level! He's two big realms higher than you!"

Among the people Di Qing knew, Yang Yue was the second person who had no fear of facing a ninth-level practitioner with a seventh-level strength.

Why is it the second one?Because he himself was the first!
"Afraid? Why are you afraid? It's only ninth rank!" Yang Yueyun said calmly, showing the attitude of forcing the king.

Di Qing showed affirmative eyes, and he said, "I thought at first that you might be afraid."

"But now I have to admit that you are arrogant! If you are afraid of even the ninth level, why are you fighting against the sky?"

"Since a mediocre person who can't compete with the sky, how can he become my Emperor's friend!"

His words have already revealed his own mind.

"Those mid- and late-eighth-level practitioners, although their strength is pretty good, can't stop me!"

"Only Li Tianyao, who is at the early stage of the ninth level, suppresses me too much in terms of strength! Although he is not afraid, it is difficult to tell the winner!"

"Once the best opportunity is missed and the millennium vermilion blood fruit is snatched by others, it will be a waste of water!"

Di Qing said, Yang Yue also understood what he meant.

Li Tianyao's subordinates also had two mid- and late-eighth-level disciples, so he didn't need to take action personally.

These two eighth-level disciples will obtain the Thousand-Year Crimson Blood Fruit for him.

"Okay! You are responsible for dealing with Li Tianyao, and leave the rest to me!"

"En!" Di Qing nodded.

When the two were talking, a layer of blood-colored light appeared on the canopy of the thousand-year-old vermilion blood fruit tree.

Then the tree body began to shake, and some smaller red blood fruits began to shrivel up quickly, as if they had been drained dry by something.

On the huge canopy, only a handful of ten vermilion blood fruits can hang on the tree safely.

The size of these ten crimson blood fruits was about the size of a fist. At this time, a layer of strange blood appeared on the surface, which looked a bit scary.

But those practitioners, why would they care about this, they only know that the red blood fruit is ripe and ready to be picked!

The precursor to the maturity of the red blood fruit is that it will absorb those useless red blood fruits and use them to support the best growing red blood fruits.

Everyone knew this, so when the vermilion blood fruit tree changed, those trainees who had taken advantage of the opportunity all rushed towards the vermilion blood fruit tree in the center.

"All disciples of Tianwu Sect, please retreat!"

Di Qing said that since Yang Yue helped him, he didn't need to let the disciples of Tianwuzong take risks.

"Go ahead!"

Di Qing and Yang Yue looked at each other, and then rushed towards the red blood fruit tree in the center.

Although Yang Yue felt something was wrong in his heart, it was just a spiritual tree, could it turn the world upside down?

When Yang Yue and Di Qing were leaving, Li Tianyao in the distance also moved, but his direction was opposite to that of everyone else, he did not rush towards the vermilion blood fruit tree, but towards Di Qing's direction .

"Sure enough! I knew this guy would come after me!"

Diqing separated from Yang Yue and rushed towards Li Tianyao, while Yang Yue continued to rush towards the red blood fruit tree.

His speed was very fast, and he gradually caught up with the many practitioners in front of him.

A practitioner at the early stage of the eighth level showed a little disdain in his heart when he saw that Yang Yue was so fast that he was almost catching up with him.

"Young disciples in the mid-seventh stage dare to try to compete for the Millennium Blood Vermilion Fruit! Go to hell with me!"

His position is very close to Yang Yue, and he can definitely kill him with one blow and snatch the token by the way.

If it was an ordinary seventh-level mid-stage disciple, maybe he had already succeeded, but he chose Yang Yue.

"Damn! You really know how to pick soft persimmons!"

Yang Yue has always been determined to retaliate. Since others are riding on him, how can he remain indifferent?
Looking at the practitioner rushing towards him, Yang Yue's body surged with spiritual energy, golden light bloomed in his hands, and then he punched the opponent.

Seeing that Yang Yue was so reckless, the practitioner dared to attack him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was already looking forward to the scene of Yang Yue being tortured and killed by himself.

It's just that not long after, the practitioner's smile froze directly.

He only felt a strong force in his arm, and then the next second.

The entire arm suddenly exploded, leaving only a pale hand bone.

"Ah!" The practitioner let out a scream.

Yang Yue passed by him, and then his head exploded; and the token on his body also fell into Yang Yue's hands.

After the eighth-level practitioner died, his body fell to the ground.

Blood spurted out from his neck, but the blood quickly disappeared when it fell on the soil.

Under the whole corpse, there seemed to be something slowly wriggling.

It's just this scene, in this chaotic scene, no one noticed.

The eighth-level practitioner who rushed to the front was less than a hundred meters away from the red blood fruit tree.

They jumped into the sky one after another and fell towards the tree crown a hundred meters high.

Just at this moment, the mutation happened suddenly.

From the soil near the red blood fruit tree, vines shot out, flying towards the practitioners in mid-air.

Those eighth-level practitioners were directly penetrated by the vine man, and the vine man crossed them, tearing their bodies in half.

The blood spilled on those vines and was quickly absorbed.

At the same time, the headless corpse killed by Yang Yue had completely turned into a mummy.

If you can turn him over, you can find that his back is full of dense holes.

(End of this chapter)