Third Realm, the bottom of the Nether Blood Lake.
As the space rippled, many Dragon Subduing City cultivators appeared from a passage.
After a while, Gu Xuan's group of over 2,600 people had all gathered.
The Fearful Saint was in a very good mood.
Although he didn't manage to grind the shell of the Netherworld Spirit-Devouring Mussel into powder to make tea, Gu Xuan had killed the mussel that had broken his Astral Teleportation Technique.
He could be considered to have vented his resentment.
As for the two Mystical Spiritual Treasures, although he was a little sad, he couldn't use them.
It was worth it to use them in exchange for the life of that damned mussel.
If it weren't for Gu Xuan's pale face, the Fearful Saint would have started humming.
Li Xieyun and Mo Jingyun looked at each other and shook their heads.
Although they didn't know what had happened, it was obvious that the Fearful Saint had been deceived by their master.
When their master fought, no matter whether he won or lost, when had he ever been in such a sorry state?
Blood at the corner of his mouth and a pale face?
What a joke!
Even if he was in such a sorry state during the fight, Gu Xuan wouldn't show it in front of his own people.
Once he showed it, there were only two reasons. Either his injuries were so serious that even as an Alchemy Emperor, he wasn't confident that he could heal himself.
Or it was fake!
Looking at his master's energetic appearance, was there a need to ask what the reason was?
Of course, as his disciple, it was impossible to expose his master.
The two Mystical Spiritual Treasures might be given to them one day.
It was better to keep the Fearful Saint in the dark about this.
After all, the Fearful Saint was very happy now.
"Everyone, go out of the corals first. After you settle down, we'll look for the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels here."
Gu Xuan ordered.
He led everyone to an empty space at the bottom of the lake.
The Third Realm Nether Spirit Devouring Clam was superior to the Second Realm Nether Spirit Devouring Clam in both the aura of death and the aura of danger.
Even with Gu Xuan's eyesight, he could only see about 800 feet away.
Gu Xuan set up a defensive formation to protect everyone. Then, he led the Fearful Saint and the Blood Ancestor in a direction to look for the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels.
An hour later, another group of Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels that looked like a graveyard appeared before the three of them.
Gu Xuan smiled.
"As expected, a Third Realm Netherworld Spirit Devouring Clam is much stronger than a Third Realm Netherworld Spirit Devouring Clam.
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Those at the Second Realm seemed to be twice as big.
We will return immediately and gather everyone here.
After that, it's up to each of us. "
The Blood Ancestor was very excited.
"I'll stay here. Boss, come back quickly."
The Fear Saint rolled his eyes.
"I'll stay here as well. I'm worried about the Blood Ancestor alone."
Gu Xuan shook his head and did not expose the two of them.
"You can choose for a while longer. But remember, wait for me to come before attacking those Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels. Otherwise, if something happens and I can't help you, it will be troublesome."
The Saint and the Blood Ancestor nodded repeatedly.
Gu Xuan turned into a streak of light and flew towards the direction of the people from Dragon Subduing City.
When Gu Xuan's figure disappeared, the Blood Ancestor and the Fear Saint immediately went deep into the mussels. They wanted to go to the central area to see if there were any special Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels.
With the lesson of the Second Realm, their speed was not fast.
After less than half an hour, the two of them had already gone deep into the core area.
"Unfortunately, these mussels all look the same. There's no difference.
It seems that we can only rely on luck. "
The Blood Ancestor was a little disappointed.
At this moment, the Fear Saint was staring at a Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel in a daze.
"However, I feel that this mussel is different.
There seems to be a magic power on it that is attracting me. "
The Fear Saint walked towards the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel and circled it, looking at it very carefully.
The Blood Ancestor had a look of disdain.
"If you can't help but want to attack it, just say so.
Why make such an excuse?
No matter how you look at it, it's exactly the same as the other mussels.
What kind of charm is there to attract people? "
The Fear Saint said angrily, "Am I the kind of person who lies?
I really feel that this mussel is a little different.
I don't care anymore. Perhaps this is my opportunity. I'll blast it open and see who's inside, and what kind of treasures they have on them. "
The Blood Ancestor took a few steps back. He naturally had no intention of stopping the Fear Saint.
Right now, he couldn't help but want to find a mussel that he liked and blast it open. However, since the Fear Saint was more anxious than him, he could take the opportunity to see the situation first.
"To be careful, it's better to attack from a distance!
Fallen Star Seal! "
The Qiongqiu Saint let out a roar as he formed seals with both hands and blasted them out.
This attack was just …
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It was abnormally fierce.
With a bang, the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel was hit.
The Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel still did not move, nor was it damaged in the slightest.
The Fear Saint stared straight at the mussel.
"It can't be? It's fine even like this?
Even my attack can't blast it open. I'm afraid that the group of Dragon Guards in Dragon Subduing City will have no chance … "
Before he could finish his words, the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel's shell suddenly opened!
"Who is it?" "Who is disturbing my sleep?"
"I've already signed the Immortal Contract. Could it be that a million years have passed?"
"But why is there still a trace of life in my body?"
"Didn't you say that you want to remove all the life in my body and turn me from a living creature into a dead spirit and live forever?"
"Damn it, you lied to me!" "You lied to me!"
The person who spoke seemed to be getting more and more irritable and angry as he spoke.
An extremely vigorous yet extremely dark energy burst out from the Nether Spirit Devouring Clam.
Boom!
A huge explosion rang out.
The Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel actually exploded from the inside!
The Fear Saint and the Blood Ancestor looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.
"My powerful seal just now couldn't damage the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel at all?"
"Who is the person inside? He actually blew up the entire mussel!"
The Fear Saint cried out in alarm.
The corner of the Blood Ancestor's mouth twitched.
"No matter who he is, I have a feeling that he's done for!"
"You have no ambition at all. Since I'm the one who made him, I'll take care of him!"
The Fear Saint patted his chest.
He hadn't even seen who the enemy was. How could he admit defeat so quickly?
Even if he couldn't defeat the enemy, he had to casually throw a palm strike from dozens of feet away to show that he wasn't running away without a fight.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The Blood Ancestor pulled the Fear Saint's hair.
"Don't try to be a hero here. Are you blind?
Didn't you see that the explosion just now didn't just shatter the Nether Spirit Devouring Mussel.
There are hundreds of Nether Spirit Devouring Mussels in all directions, and all of them opened their mouths! "
The Fear Saint was stunned for a moment. He looked around and decisively jumped in the direction he came from.
"Run!"
When he said this, the Fear Saint was already three hundred feet away from the Blood Ancestor.
The Blood Ancestor was dumbfounded.
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