Ancient Martial God

If he could help Xie Dao, Xiao Yun would certainly be willing. Anyway, he wanted to destroy his origin as the leader of the first clan.

This is equivalent to recycling waste.

"Thank you, senior." Xiao Yun thanked Tianyin, the King of Prison Slaves.

"It's just a piece of cake. I said before that I have something to ask you. That is, can you allow me to absorb the power of the black prison with you..." Tianyin, the king of prison slaves, said.

"Just absorb the power of the Black Prison together? No other requirements?" Xiao Yun looked at Tianyin, the King of Prison Slaves, in surprise.

That's it?

Do you still need to plead with yourself?

It's just a matter of absorbing the power of the Black Hell. It's quite simple.

Seemingly reading Xiao Yun's thoughts, the Prison Slave King Tianyin said: "Although it seems simple, to be honest, if others know that you are the King of Black Prison, many people will come to plead with you. King of Black Prison, He is the master who controls the power of the Black Hell."

Tianyin, the King of Prison Slaves, knows that Xiao Yun has not yet understood how powerful the identity of the King of Black Prison is, but he will know it later.

Xiao Yun naturally didn't care about this, but said: "Since senior is in need, then work with me to absorb the power of the Black Prison."

"Thank you very much." Tianyin, the prison slave king, became excited.

For others, absorbing the power of the Black Hell can not only condense the origin of the Black Hell, but also become a figure comparable to the Supreme God.

For Tianyin, the prison slave king, in addition to these, she can also walk freely outside the black prison in the future.

After staying in the black prison for millions of years, Tianyin, the king of prison slaves, has long wanted to walk free.

Of course, she didn't regret what she had done.

If she had it to do over again, she would still choose to become a prison slave and continue to be stationed in the black prison.

Xiao Yun and the Prison Slave King Tianyin talked a lot, especially about the Black Prison, and the Prison Slave King Tianyin told Xiao Yun everything he knew.

Later, Xiao Yun came to a main hall.

This is where the evil sword rests.

Xie Dao, who was sitting cross-legged inside, noticed Xiao Yun's arrival and couldn't help but stand up, "Are you looking for something to do with me? If something happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything for the time being."

"You want to retreat?" Xiao Yun frowned and looked at Xie Dao.

"I am ready to inherit my origins as the leader of the First Tribe."

Xie Dao smiled and said: "Old Immortal is right. I have been wandering around for so many years. Although I am not bad at it, who knows when I can take that step? Now the Chu tribe needs manpower, and I can't No more willfulness."

Xiao Yun looked at Xie Dao in surprise, not expecting that Xie Dao would choose to compromise.

But think about it, the First Clan has not recovered yet and needs more manpower. Xie Dao is currently the one who can become stronger quickly.

Although Evil Sword has to pay the price of being unable to be promoted in the future, having one more leader-level figure is better than nothing.

If there is one more person, then with the strength of the evil sword, even if it cannot defeat a person of the same level as the Golden King, it can still compete with it for a while.

Looking at Xie Dao with a smile on his face, Xiao Yun knew that he had no choice but to force a smile on his face.

"I can help you." Xiao Yun said.

"Help me?" Xie Dao glanced at Xiao Yun, then shook his head, "This is my personal matter, you can't help me."

"I plan to destroy the origin of the quasi-leader of the First Clan." Xiao Yun said.

"Are you crazy? Are you destroying the origin of the quasi-leader of the first tribe?" Xie Dao's expression suddenly changed, and then he cursed at Xiao Yun: "Do you know how many first tribes want the origin of the quasi-leader of the first tribe? You have an opportunity, but you want to destroy it?”

No wonder Xie Dao was so angry.

Although he was not bad in talent in his previous life, the process of obtaining his origin was extremely difficult. He spent thousands of years condensing the origin of the first clan, and then spent another five thousand years condensing the origin of the quasi-leader of the first clan.

Xiao Yun had just become the First Clan, and he had condensed his origins as the quasi-leader of the First Clan.

It shows that Xiao Yun's talent is far superior to his.

Xie Dao is very optimistic about Xiao Yun. He believes that Xiao Yun has great hope of becoming the leader of the first clan in the future, so he has high expectations for Xiao Yun.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun actually said that he would destroy the origin of the quasi-leader of the First Clan...

Among the 30,000 members of the First Clan, there are only 3,000 people who can possess the origin of the quasi-leader. Such a probability shows how precious the origin of the quasi-leader of the First Clan is.

"I destroyed it for a reason, please believe me." Xiao Yun said while looking at the evil sword.

Xie Dao calmed down.

Although he was a little angry, he knew that Xiao Yun would never make such a decision casually, and there was probably a reason.

"You can't tell me, right?" Xie Dao asked after taking a deep breath.

"I can't tell you for the time being. Anyway, you just need to know that it will be of greater benefit to me if I break the origin of the quasi-leader of the First Clan. Don't worry, I'm not doing it for you, I'm just doing it for myself. I'm going to break it anyway, so why not I'll give it a try and see if I can help you." Xiao Yun said.

Xie Dao looked into Xiao Yun's eyes, intending to judge whether this kid was lying from Xiao Yun's eyes, but found that Xiao Yun was not lying.

"If you let me know that you are lying to me, I will definitely beat you to the ground." Xie Dao patted Xiao Yun's shoulder hard.

The two of them walked from the sixth heaven to here and encountered many things along the way.

Although they are just senior fellow apprentices, they are as close as brothers.

If Xiao Yun was willing to give up the origin of the quasi-leader of the Chu Clan for himself, Xie Dao would never be willing, but if it was for other reasons, such as Xiao Yun would become stronger, then he would naturally support Xiao Yun's decision.

Xiao Yun did not waste words, and according to what the prison slave king Tianyin said, he shattered the origin of the quasi-leader of the Chu Clan on the spot.

Boom!

The moment the origin of the quasi-leader of the Chu Clan was shattered, the power of the quasi-leader origin contained in Xiao Yun's body was also collected into the fragments.

The next moment, Xiao Yun hit Xie Dao with these fragments and the power contained in them.

Xie Dao, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly absorbed the fragments and power transferred by Xiao Yun. As the fragments and power entered his body, the origin of the quasi-leader of the Chu Clan in his body was absorbed crazily.

Xie Dao's origin of the Chu Clan leader had actually reached the critical point a long time ago, but it had been stuck at that position.

The Sword Dao Supreme Saint and others knew that as long as Xie Dao was pushed, it would be possible for him to go further.

But the Sword Saint and others couldn't help. Even if they shattered their own Chu Clan origins, it would be useless because their origins already had their own marks.

Unless they could find a new Chu Clan.

And now among the entire Chu Clan, only Xiao Yun was a new Chu Clan.

Although they also thought about looking for Xiao Yun, they didn't plan to do so in the end, mainly because there was a probability in pushing the Evil Blade.

It might succeed, or it might fail.

For the Evil Blade, destroy Xiao Yun's future?

Not to mention that the Sword Saint didn't want to, Yun Tianzun didn't want to, and the Evil Blade wouldn't want to either.