When the masters of the Hundred Races Alliance tried to break through the formation and enter the Tomb of the God King, a black and purple mist suddenly spurted out.

Phew~!

The person in the front was corroded into a pile of bones on the spot, with his flesh, blood and soul shattered.

But the mist was not just a little bit, it was too much, too big, it had been sealed in this tomb for countless days and months, and it had been suppressed for countless days and months. Now that it was finally released, it was like the water of a river that broke its dam, surging and invading the whole world! Ning Zhiyuan, who was not far away, saw this scene and his pupils shrank suddenly.

You know, the ones who just tried to rush into the Tomb of the God King were several God Realm masters from the Hundred Races Alliance! Under this poisonous fog, the God Realm masters couldn't even withstand it for a second. You can imagine how terrifying this poisonous fog is? "Shao Yu, retreat quickly! This poisonous fog is deadly."

Unfortunately, the speed of the poisonous fog was too fast. He had just shouted, and the next second, the poisonous fog had swallowed up him, Ling Shaoyu, and several masters of the Xuanyuan Protoss and Baimeng Protoss.

“Damn it!”

The poisonous gas invaded and screams were heard one after another, but in the blink of an eye, within less than two seconds, all the sounds disappeared.

This is because the poisonous fog has spread and become slightly diluted.

It is conceivable that if the poisonous fog gathers together, what kind of power will it explode with? "Young Master!"

When the masters of the two great families saw this scene, they all wanted to go up to rescue, but Song Qingxue immediately stopped them.

“Don’t go over there. The poisonous fog is very dangerous. Even a God Slayer might perish. The two of them should be dead. Even if you rush in to rescue them, it will be useless.”

"hateful!"

The masters from both families were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Although Ning Zhiyuan and Ling Shaoyu's identities would allow them to have their blood essence and soul stored in the Ning family and be resurrected using healing magic, the problem is that after their two bodies have fallen, it would be impossible for them to easily reach their current level after being resurrected, and even their own qualifications might decline a lot.

The loss of the young master who was the direct descendant of the family and who had been trained with all their efforts was a huge loss for a top family like theirs.

Seeing the poisonous fog still spreading, Song Qingxue and the remaining young masters looked at each other and said loudly:

"It's not safe here anymore. Let's retreat for now and wait and see what happens next. Retreat quickly!"

At the command, everyone had no choice but to retreat, even though they were unwilling.

Naturally, the people of the Hundred Alliance God Clan did not dare to get entangled too much and retreated immediately.

After all, life is important.

And in the dark purple poisonous fog, there were two pale golden lights, struggling to hold on, looming, like two faint stars in the deep sea, which might run out of light and dim completely at any time.

They were Ling Shaoyu and Ning Zhiyuan.

The cultivation of the two people has definitely not reached the divine realm yet, but given their special identities, they both carry special protective treasures that can maintain and isolate the poisonous fog for a short period of time.

However, this did not last long, as the two people's protective shields were eroded by the poisonous fog and began to make crackling sounds.

Some weak poison gas had passed through the protective shield and entered the bodies of the two men, causing them to tremble, their faces turn pale, and sweat all over.

"Shaoyu, how do you feel?"

"What nonsense! Can't you feel it yourself? It's freezing cold."

"I didn't expect that the two of us would be finished right away. Sure enough, the family elders' teachings were correct. Out there, things that could take our lives could happen at any time."

"It's okay, you can still be resurrected."

"After resurrection, the two of us will not be as strong as we are now, and our cultivation will definitely decline. I don't know how far behind others we will be by then.

Moreover, our talents will also drop significantly, and we will probably reach fewer peaks in this lifetime than before."

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly.

But what else can he do?

The starry sky is vast and there are countless powerful people. People like them are said to be of noble status, but they are nothing without their family.

As time went by, the poisonous fog became more and more serious, and the consciousness of the two people began to gradually fade into coma, and some were not very clear-headed.

"Brother Ning, I... I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. I'll go first."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded slightly.

"You go first, I'll be there soon."

After saying this, he used up his last bit of strength and looked towards the direction of the human world.

It would probably take a long time for the family to resurrect him. During this period, it would be impossible for him to come to this place again. I really don't know whether the sword immortal will still be here by then.

What a pity! I didn't get to see such a monstrous person! But at this moment, his eyes, which had begun to become a little distracted, suddenly saw a ray of light flying rapidly from the human world and coming to him in an instant.

“So fast!”

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly woke up. Although he was almost unconscious and his vision was blurry, he still continued to look desperately at the other party.

He wanted to see what that figure was! "Who are you?"

His voice, already somewhat hoarse from being corroded by the poisonous mist, uttered a faint murmur.

The light that came was actually none other than Ye Xiao.

Because he had just learned the Nine-Star Divine Level Poison Technique - Poison God Absolute, so now, he was in this poisonous fog without any impact.

Hearing the other party's voice, he couldn't help but be a little surprised and looked at the other party.

"It's actually him."

Ye Xiao had met Ning Zhiyuan more than once.

Ye Xiao had a good impression of this person. He never put on airs. It was said that he was very caring towards his predecessors such as Emperor Jing, the Four Venerables, Beitang Ce, and provided them with many excellent resources.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Xiao snapped his fingers and shot out two golden rays of light, which penetrated into the bodies of the two people, and then walked straight towards the formation.

The immortal magic is activated!

The bodies of the two people that were corroded by the poisonous fog were instantly repaired.

Ling Shaoyu: “(⊙.⊙)!”

"What happened? I regained consciousness. Wasn't I dead? Shouldn't this poisonous fog corrode even the soul?"

Ning Zhiyuan widened his eyes and pointed at Ye Xiao's back tremblingly.

"He saved us!"

Only then did Ling Shaoyu notice Ye Xiao's figure.

Seeing that he was walking in the poisonous fog without any harm, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Oh my god, who is he? How can he be so powerful? This poisonous fog can't hurt him at all?"

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and then bowed to Ye Xiao's back and said:

"Thank you for saving my life. May I ask if you are the Sword Master of Jianghai City?"

Ling Shaoyu was shocked again, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"He is the Sword Master? The one you mentioned, the peerless genius of our Xuanyuan Clan?"

Ye Xiao's voice, which had been modified by his spiritual energy, came back faintly.

"You two can leave now. My healing spell only lasts a limited time. You two can only endure it for one minute."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and fiddled with the formation. The formation that Ling Shaoyu and the formation masters of the Hundred Races Alliance had spent half a day to crack together was actually opened directly.

“Fuck!”

Ling Shaoyu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

He swore that he had never seen such a powerful guy in his life.

Ye Xiao's attainments in battle formations were beyond his imagination, as if they were an era away.

As a formation master, no one knows this formation better than him and how difficult it is to break it.

But Ye Xiao still cracked it, and he did it alone, and he cracked it so easily! Isn't this too strong? However, at the moment when the formation was broken, more poisonous fog began to spread out. The thick poisonous fog swallowed Ye Xiao completely. The black and purple fog rolled, and its power was many times stronger than the previous batch.

The few remaining bones of the gods that had just been corroded by the poisonous fog were turned into powder and shattered on the spot after coming into contact with this even more intense poisonous fog.

"careful!"

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but exclaimed, but soon he found out that he was wrong.

Because Ye Xiao's figure was not affected at all in this even thicker poisonous fog. He was as steady as a rock and officially stepped into the Tomb of the God King.

Ning Zhiyuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch violently.

Is he so perverted? Does this guy have to be so perverted? He is so perverted that it is beyond belief.

Ling Shaoyu and Ning Zhiyuan both became dumbfounded at this moment, staring straight into the mausoleum with their mouths wide open.

He just walked in like that?

The poisonous fog can't stop him!

Even the formation couldn't stop him! You know, this is the tomb of the God King!

This is not the home of some street scoundrel.

Even with so many people from their Xuanyuan Protoss Clan and the Hundred Clan Alliance combined, they were forced to retreat, and the situation was extremely difficult.

But Ye Xiao followed into his own backyard as easily as he did, and everything looked as simple as acting! This was simply unbelievable.

"Zhiyuan, is he really the sword immortal you mentioned? A strong man from the Xuanyuan clan? Maybe even younger than us?"

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and said:

"I don't quite believe it. But if it wasn't him, why would he save the two of us? Moreover, when I asked him just now, although he didn't answer my question directly, you should have seen that he didn't deny my question either.

So, if my guess is correct, it is probably him.”

"Are you sure he is from our Xuanyuan clan? Why do I feel that our Xuanyuan clan is not worthy of such a monstrous genius?"

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly again.

"You ask me, how should I know?"

At this moment, Ling Shaoyu suddenly couldn't help but said:

"I feel uncomfortable again. Let's run."

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