The power of the bloodline was extremely important to every martial artist. Everyone was well aware of this.
Just like Wei Shenmo, who had performed very normally in the last General Alliance Conference, his strength had increased greatly because he had awakened the power of the Hell Clan's bloodline.
A powerful bloodline was the dream of every martial artist. To many martial artists, the most unattainable was the legendary Divine Dragon bloodline that had been baptized by the Dragon Yuan and evolved from the True Dragon bloodline.
Or perhaps, it was the bloodline of the legendary Asura Demon Venerable.
"Sect Master Xiu Mu, I remember that the blood mark between Takeshi Suki's eyebrows only appeared a year ago, right?" the Holy Lord of Illusion asked.
Like Takeshi Suki, there was a vertical blood mark between Xiu Mu's eyebrows. This blood mark was the symbol of the Ghost King Clan.
"That's right. A year ago, I transplanted a portion of my true blood into Xiu Muhao's body. I never thought that in just a year's time, he would have already awakened my Ghost King Clan's' Netherworld Ghost Fire '. In the long history of my clan, this is something that can be counted on one hand." Xiu Muxiu said proudly.
Hearing Xiu Mu's words, the Sect Masters of the General Alliance looked at each other and felt a little emotional.
After all, even the members of the Ghost King Clan needed to train hard for several years or even ten years before they had a chance to awaken the power of their clan's bloodline.
However, Takeshi Suki was not a member of the Ghost King Clan, but it only took him a short year. This was indeed a little unbelievable.
"Palace Master, what exactly is this so-called" Netherworld Ghost Flame "?" Qing Yi looked at Xiahou Yang with a puzzled expression, only to find that Xiahou Yang's expression had changed greatly, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead.
Xiahou Yang's voice trembled as he stared at Takeshi Suki on the arena. After a while, he said, "This is the power of the Ghost King Clan's bloodline. It's extremely terrifying."
"The Netherworld Ghostfire needs to consume the user's own Immortal Qi and True Blood to produce. After it is released, it will automatically chase after the target and won't stop until the target is dead."
"Once the target comes into contact with the Netherworld Ghostfire, it will interact with the Immortal Qi in the target's body, causing a huge explosion that will cause the target's body to explode from the inside."
Hearing this, Qing Yi frowned and asked, "Palace Master, Jiang Yun's defense is so strong. This Netherworld Ghostfire shouldn't have too much effect on him, right?"
Xiahou Yang shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, "You's wrong. The density of the Netherworld Ghostfire of the density is extremely low. The density of the Ghostfire is very low. The density of the Netherworld Netherfire. is very low." Ghostfire of the Netherworld of the Clan's Hall Jiang Yun's body. "Xiahou's God," Yang's Ghostfire.'s.
Xiahou Yang's explanation caused Qing Yi's and Xiahou Xuan's expressions to change. The two of them looked at Jiang Yun on the stage in fear.
On the stage, Takeshi Suki had already launched his attack.
Takeshi Suki's eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun. Their gazes intersected in mid-air. Takeshi Suki did not conceal his dense killing intent.
In the next second, Takeshi Suki leaped up and instantly arrived a hundred meters in the air. His hands suddenly swung forward.
In an instant, the two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire in his palms shot towards Lin Yun.
The speed of these two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire was extremely fast. They had already broken through the sound barrier and reached several times the speed of sound.
Lin Yun was not afraid in the slightest. With a slight sway of his body, he turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared a hundred meters away.
However, these two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire had already locked onto Lin Yun. In the instant that Lin Yun moved, they changed direction and continued to shoot towards Lin Yun.
Suddenly, the situation on the stage once again fell into a stalemate. No matter how many times Lin Yun increased his speed to, the two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire still followed closely behind Lin Yun.
Seeing Lin Yun in such a sorry state, Takeshi Suki was also extremely delighted. He could not help but laugh towards the sky and ridicule, "If I don't kill you today, I, Takeshi Suki, will not be a human!"
"My Netherworld Ghostfire has already locked onto the immortal energy in your body. As long as it hits you, you will die without a doubt!"
The scene on the stage also aroused the exclamations of the crowd.
"Too powerful, Netherworld Ghostfire and Fierce Ghost Doppelganger. I didn't expect Takeshi Suki to still have such a big killer move hidden!"
"Sect Master Xiu Mu once used the Netherworld Ghostfire to instantly kill a Level Three Wu Zun with the realm of Level Five Wu Zun. If Jiang Yun is hit, he will definitely die! "
"I think Jiang Yun should have admitted defeat. With his talent, he will definitely be a dragon among men in the future. There is no need for him to show off his ability for a moment."
As time passed, everyone was also on tenterhooks, staring at the stage without blinking.
Lin Yun was still dodging the two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire without stopping. Everyone could clearly hear Takeshi Suki's unbridled laughter.
"You seem to be very confident in your Netherworld Ghostfire?" Finally, at a certain moment, Lin Yun suddenly opened his mouth and said.
Lin Yun's words made Takeshi Suki stunned for a moment, then he laughed out loud, "Are you kidding me? Even Jian Zizai can't withstand this Netherworld Ghostfire. You, a trash from the Alliance Martial House, actually dare to speak so arrogantly?! "
As soon as Takeshi Suki's voice fell, the complacent expression on his face suddenly froze. At the same time, there was a burst of exclamations. Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
"What's going on? Why isn't Jiang Yun moving? "
"Did he give up? Why is he standing there motionless?"
"Why isn't Sect Master Ren making a move? If this goes on, Jiang Yun will be hit by the Netherworld Ghostfire. He will die without a doubt! "
In the eyes of the crowd, they saw Lin Yun standing on the stage with his hands behind his back. The two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire behind him were flying towards him. However, he did not dodge or evade, as if he was prepared to withstand the two balls of Netherworld Ghostfire.
"Sect Master Ren, are you still not going to save this trash?" Takeshi Suki grinned and looked at Ren Tianxing at the edge of the stage. However, he was shocked to find that Ren Tianxing was frowning and standing in the same place. He did not move at all, nor did he have any intention of saving Lin Yun.
This scene was shocking!
It was not that Ren Tianxing did not want to save Lin Yun, nor did he think that Lin Yun could withstand it. It was because he had just received a Divine Sense Transmission from Lin Yun. Lin Yun had told him not to make a move.
Moreover, on the eastern throne, the Holy Lord of Illusion had also used Divine Sense Transmission to tell him not to help Lin Yun in this battle.
Without a doubt, this was also the intention of the higher-ups of the Sacred Alliance.
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