Where everyone's eyes met, Qingnan's aura was rising with the gray light that appeared in his skin. Waves of extremely amazing spiritual power fluctuations, mixed with the desolate aura, pouring out of his body continuously. The momentum was enough to make people tremble.

Everyone has different bloodlines, just like Yi Xiaoyao's sword god bloodline, which can make him move forward in swordsmanship and no one can match.

There are also some people whose bloodlines are not useful in normal times, but they can directly activate the power and explode into stronger combat power.

Obviously Qingnan belongs to this type of person, and the gray light and rising momentum on his body at this moment are the effects produced by the power of his bloodline.

At this moment, seeing Qingnan use his bloodline power, even those who are top among the disciples of the Desolate Palace have a solemn look on their faces.

Some other ordinary disciples had shocked eyes. Under that fluctuation, they knew that if they were them, they would have absolutely no power to resist.

"Qingnan is already strong enough, but he didn't expect that he still has this explosive blood power!"

"However, what's even more incredible is that Qingnan actually had to use the power of his blood to defeat Yi Xiaoyao!"

"This is enough to show that Yi Xiaoyao's strength and talent..."

Many disciples sighed in their hearts that they were shocked by the terror of Qingnan's blood power, and at the same time they were amazed that Yi Xiaoyao could force Qingnan to such a point.

"However, if this happens, Yi Xiaoyao will be a little bad."

Although we have to admit that Yi Xiaoyao's strength is really beyond their imagination, these disciples have also concluded that if Qingnan uses the power of blood, Yi Xiaoyao will definitely lose next time.

Thinking of this, their eyes couldn't help but look at Yi Xiaoyao.

Compared with Qingnan's extreme momentum, Yi Xiaoyao's side seemed extremely quiet.

A layer of ink-green light appeared on his body, but the breath was completely restrained and no fluctuations emerged. It seemed that the light had swallowed all his breath, making Yi Xiaoyao seem to have given up resisting in the face of Qingnan's explosion.

The more this happens, the more the disciples around him believe that Yi Xiaoyao will definitely lose next.

However, many people discovered that Yi Xiaoyao's expression was quite calm at this moment.

This made many people frown. Qingnan's attack is not simple. Even a strong man with a cultivation level higher than him, if he does not have powerful means, it will probably be difficult to follow him.

Of course, some people don’t think so, but there is a hint of excitement in their expressions.

Those people were the disciples who came from the stele forest with Yi Xiaoyao.

"Do you want to use that move?"

At this moment, these disciples stared at Yi Xiaoyao with hot eyes, and their chests couldn't help but beating.

"It's over."

When Qinglin saw Qingnan using the trump card, a curve slightly raised from the corner of his mouth. He immediately noticed the Mu Changhun and the Lord of the Desolate Palace in the void. Then he was stunned for a moment, because he actually saw an extremely shocked look on the faces of the Lord of the Desolate Palace.

Seeing this scene, Qinglin's heart suddenly jumped and looked at Yi Xiaoyao again, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Can't it..."

In the void, a look of surprise appeared in Mu Changhun's shiny eyes, and he murmured: "This kid is really surprising everywhere."

"It should be impossible. I have not learned that move by my desolate palace for hundreds of years. This kid has only been to the Monument Forest for three days. How could he learn this move?"

When the Lord of the Desolate Palace heard Mu Changhun's voice, he naturally knew that the other party had thought of going to the same place as her, and immediately denied it, but she really wanted to get a positive answer from Mu Changhun.

However, after Mu Changhun was silent for a moment, he could only shake his head. He just guessed that if Yi Xiaoyao could really understand the entire Monument Forest in just three days, it could only be said that this guy was too perverted.

"You'll know if you keep reading."

Mu Changhun said: "At the same time, you and I have to prepare to save people at any time, so as not to be that move."

The Lord of the Desolate Palace nodded solemnly, and she naturally knew who Mu Changhun said to save people.

At this time, Qingnan had already stimulated his bloodline to the extreme, and his momentum also rose to a terrifying situation. Under the thick gray light, his eyes were staring at Yi Xiaoyao in the distance.

"Junior Brother Yi, if you can take this move, I will convince you to give the position of the senior disciple to you!"

Hearing this loud shout, Yi Xiaoyao slowly closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly, and the surrounding wind and dust were moving towards him.

"I will convince you, and as for giving it to me, there is no need."

Yi Xiaoyao suddenly spoke and opened his eyes again, but his eyes turned black, like two bottomless black holes.

Qingnan was shocked by Yi Xiaoyao's dark eyes, but was also angry by his words. He shouted loudly and burst out with an extremely violent gray light, directly covering Yi Xiaoyao.

Buzz!

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to suddenly tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt that they had slipped forward a little while just now.

But they all focused on Qingnan and did not pay too much attention to those subtle feelings.

"Why haven't Yi Xiaoyao responded yet?"

Many people were a little confused, and they really gave up resisting?

However, the next moment, all the gravel and dead leaves on the ground flew up inexplicably.

Buzz!!

The more intense fluctuations completely exploded at this moment, and everyone's eyes looked at Yi Xiaoyao in horror.

At this time, Yi Xiaoyao turned into ink blue, and a black vortex of ink appeared in front of his open arms.

"Wind...swallow!"

A low voice sounded, and at the moment when the black vortex appeared, the space around Yi Xiaoyao was almost twisted suddenly, and an extremely terrifying devouring force suddenly burst out and spread.

For a moment, the wind and clouds changed color, and all the disciples could not stop flying forward, but fortunately they were not the target of the vortex, and they could still stabilize their bodies by forcing them.

But Qingnan is different at this moment. As the target of the black vortex, he only felt that his eyes became dark in an instant, and even the light was swallowed up.

Not only that, the closer Qingnan gets to the vortex, the more frightened he discovers that this devouring power also contains an extremely terrifying power of desolation.

It seems that the black vortex in front of Yi Xiaoyao is a gate of death, and you will definitely die when you enter it!

"It's indeed the technique of swallowing!"

At this moment, the desolate palace master and Mu Changhun in the void finally changed drastically, and they burst into shock and exclaimed in shock.

At this time, Qingnan's face turned pale after hearing this sound, which was obviously also the most famous thing he had heard of the technique of swallowing.

He tried his best to burst out the gray light from the bloodline power, but was swallowed mercilessly by the black vortex, and even the attacks that rushed into the vortex were like stones sinking into the sea.

Finally, under the shocked gaze of all the disciples, Qingnan's body was instantly swallowed by the black light that erupted in front of Yi Xiaoyao.

"Save me!!"

Qingnan's face surged with a hint of fear at this moment. Under this devour, everything he did seemed to have no effect!

A strong sense of death crisis enveloped him.

In the void, the Lord of the Desolate Palace and Mu Changhun looked solemn. When both of them moved, they disappeared strangely.

They must take action at this level of battle, otherwise it may really cause death.

And the person they want to save is Qingnan.
Chapter completed!