Mosha territory was filled with countless dangers, but for Ye Xiwen, it was simply nothing, because with the power of Tianyuan mirror, unless there was a truth level devil race expert, otherwise, Tianyuan mirror would be able to restrain the devil race expert and then behead him.
With a large number of devils of Xiantian seventh and eighth stage being beheaded by Ye Xiwen, the essence absorbed by Ye Xiwen had already reached the peak saturation point, and just a little bit more and Ye Xiwen would be able to break through to the Xiantian fifth stage.
"Bang!" Ye Xiwen killed an Asura of Xiantian seventh stage with a single punch, and that Asura's face was full of disbelief and unwillingness. He was an Asura of Xiantian seventh stage, but he was actually killed by Ye Xiwen, a human at the peak of Xiantian fourth stage, which was simply a great shame and humiliation.
Suddenly, a terrifying fist energy fell from the sky and went straight towards Ye Xiwen.
This fist energy was overbearing and strange, just like a flying immortal, it instantly arrived.
Ye Xiwen simply couldn't dodge and was hit by this fist energy.
"Waterfall!" Ye Xiwen spouted a mouthful of blood, he looked up and saw the figure of an Asura gradually taking shape in the air. It was a young Asura, and like other male Asura clan members, he looked extremely ugly, but he had a noble aura that other Asura didn't have. Ye Xiwen could tell at a glance that this young Asura was an aristocrat of Asura clan.
This young Asura's body had a kind of aura that made Ye Xiwen feel dread, which he had never felt before. Even a few days ago, he had bitterly fought against an Asura of Xiantian eighth stage, but this Asura's aura was incomparable.
The cultivation of this young Asura was not very high, but his strength was extremely formidable, even if he hadn't reached the Xiantian ninth stage, he was afraid that he was not far from it.
"Fallen, the Asura here are really fallen." Ye Mo appeared on Ye Xiwen's shoulder. "Although Asura and Great Asura are of the same race, but both sides have never been allowed to marry each other. Asuras are just civilians of Devil domain, but Great Asura are nobles of Devil domain, and the rules of Asura clan absolutely do not allow Asura and Great Asura to marry each other. For thousands of years, there hasn't been such a case, but now it has actually happened here."
"You mean, he is a mixed-race?" Ye Xiwen said.
"Yes, his bloodline is very strong. He should be a second-generation mixed-blood!" Ye Mo said, "It is impossible for an ordinary Asura to have a noble aura because they are slaves of Great Asura for all their lives. But if you are from the Great Asura clan, then you are born as a truth level master, so you can only be a hybrid of two races. Fortunately, you are not a real Great Asura, otherwise, you will die very miserably."
"Human, I've been paying attention to you for a long time!" The young Asura said. He couldn't see Ye Mo's existence. If Ye Mo wanted to, then only Ye Xiwen could see his existence, and no one else could.
The young Asura grabbed from the void and pulled out a dark stick. This was the legendary Asura stick. Generally, Asuras used their own flesh as a weapon, but there were some Asuras who didn't like to use their flesh to fight with others. Their weapon was the Asura stick, which was a very powerful weapon that could shatter the heavens and crack the earth.
"You bold human, you actually dared to kill my people in my territory. Today, you must use your blood to wash away your sins!" The young Asura said. "You are a strong man, so long as you commit suicide, I will leave your corpse intact, so that you won't be eaten by those lowly devils!"
"You want me to commit suicide?" Ye Xiwen's face revealed a smile, "You are just a mixed-blood!"
In the previous world, mixed-blood people were very popular and popular, but in the Zhen Wu Jie, mixed-blood people often meant tragedy. Their grandmother didn't love them, and pure-blood people were even more powerful and pure-blood people.
"Human, you are courting death, I will pull out your soul, and burn it every day until your soul disappears!" The young Asura finally couldn't keep calm on the surface. Ye Xiwen had poked his sore spot, and suddenly, his face became ferocious, and he shouted wildly.
Mixed-Blood people were always a pain in his heart, although because of this, he had obtained a much more powerful strength than ordinary Asuras, but at the same time, he was far worse than a Great Asura, and even worse than a newborn Great Asura. This kind of inferiority was deeply rooted in his blood, and was even worse than self-esteem.
This young Asura obviously hated Ye Xiwen, otherwise, he wouldn't say such words. Compared to killing Ye Xiwen, it was countless times more torturous, and if it wasn't for the deep hatred, he wouldn't have said such words.
"You humans are really abominable, how dare you use our Asura tribe as a trial target, do you think that our Asura tribe is a pushover? My father king has already ordered us to kill all of you abominable humans, and also to unite with other devil races to catch all of you in one fell swoop, beat you out of this narrow world, and rule your world! " That Asura sneered again and again, "I will kill you first, and get credit for it, and in the future, I will command an army!"
Although the founder of the Yi Yuan School had captured the Mosha territory, but he didn't destroy the devil race, but used it for the disciples to gain experience, and these devil race always wanted to counterattack the Zhen Wu Jie, and use the Yi Yuan School as a springboard to rule the entire world.
"Relying on you wastes, you really have big guts!" Ye Xiwen sneered again and again and said. "You are just captured by our Yi Yuan School's founder, and given to the disciples of Yi Yuan School to gain experience, nothing more than pigs, and you actually want to counterattack the human world, you are really courting death!"
"Courting death!" That Asura suddenly became furious, and Ye Xiwen's attitude immediately infuriated him, completely infuriated him, and the long stick in his hand danced with a kind of earth-shattering power, and the entire space fluctuated, and a burst of ghostly wailing and wolf-like howling. This Asura stick was also known as the mourning stick, and according to the legends, under the nine layers of the netherworld, there was Fengdu underworld, and after people died, they would enter the underworld to be judged, and according to the legends, the underworld messenger used the mourning stick, and the so-called Asura stick itself was an imitation of the mourning stick, and its origin was very long.
When Ye Mo had introduced the Asura tribe to Ye Xiwen, he had also introduced it to Ye Xiwen, and it was a terrifying legend.
The legend of the underworld was the same in all the worlds. Some of the rumors might be different, but they were generally the same. Ye Xiwen had also heard about the legend of the underworld when he was on Earth in his previous life. The legend of the underworld also existed on Earth, and the legend of the underworld also existed in the Zhen Wu Jie.
However, a legend would always be a legend, and no one knew whether the underworld really existed or not, and even powerful characters like the Emperor King couldn't reverse life and death.
According to Ye Mo, there had always been a rumor that the Emperor King was in charge of the world of the living, and the King of Hell was in charge of the world of the dead, and this rumor seemed to have spread since countless years ago.
Even Ye Mo's previous master had never been able to confirm whether the legendary underworld truly existed, and he had flipped through countless ancient books, and had traveled through many worlds, but still hadn't found the existence of the underworld, and it seemed that everything only existed in the legends.
When Ye Xiwen heard this, he was almost scared to death, because Ye Mo's previous master, the legendary Devil King, was absolutely a madman, and he actually wanted to lead the devil army to conquer the underworld, and bring the underworld under the control of the devil world.
He was absolutely a madman, and he was confident in his own strength to the point of invincibility, and firmly believed that his own strength was enough to conquer the heavens, and not only to become the lord of the devil world, but also to become the lord of the heavens, and become the most honorable character under the heavens.
And this Asura clan's Asura staff was said to have been created many, many years ago, when the ancestor of the Asura clan, the Asura Devil King, and a supreme master of the underworld fought, and that battle was earth-shattering, and after the battle, the Asura Devil King modified the mourning staff used by the opponent, and made it more suitable for the Asura clan.
The Asura Staff was the only weapon of the Asura Clan, who worshiped the invincible body. According to Ye Mo's disdainful explanation, the Asura Demon King must have been at a disadvantage when fighting with that expert. Even with his Great Asura Body, he suffered a great loss, which was why he wanted to imitate it.
Although it was only an imitation, but those things had a long history, and except for Ye Mo, who was an old monster who followed an extraordinary character, no one knew the secret.
Until now, even the devils of the Asura clan felt that it was the supreme weapon passed down by their own ancestors.
As soon as this Asura staff appeared, suddenly the world changed color, and a burst of ghostly wails and wolf howls sounded, very mournful, and a timid person would be scared to death upon hearing this.
The Asura staff struck out horizontally and instantly arrived in front of Ye Xiwen. This staff strike would smash Ye Xiwen's head until it burst open, and the most frightening thing was that Ye Xiwen actually felt that his body was faintly unable to suppress his Yuan Shen, and there was an illusion that his Yuan Shen was about to be sucked out.
This mourning staff itself was used by the underworld messengers to control the souls of those who died, and no matter what kind of emperor, general, or minister, one could not escape the deterrence of the mourning staff, and the Asura staff itself was an imitation of the mourning staff, and also had some characteristics of the mourning staff.
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