Fantasy, I suddenly realized the chaos body

"Sacrifice the spirit!"

Yang Yiming looked a little ugly when he heard Xiao Yun's words. He thought he could defeat Xiao Yun without relying on sacrificial spirits, so when he went to battle, he promised Di Tian not to use sacrificial spirits.

Now if he used the spirit sacrifice, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

To be honest, Yang Yiming has been invincible for an era, but he still can't lose face.

But if he didn't use the sacrifice spirit, he would lose to Xiao Yun today.

Therefore, Yang Yiming was hesitant in his heart, and the light in his eyes kept flashing.

"Yang Yiming, use the spirit sacrifice, our ancient holy land cannot lose!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came into Yang Yiming's ears.

Yang Yiming turned around and frowned slightly. The person who conveyed the message to him was the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land.

In addition, the elders of the ancient holy land on the high platform were looking forward to him, their eyes full of expectations.

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land also nodded towards him.

Yang Yiming gritted his teeth. He stared at Xiao Yun opposite him, as if he was making a decision. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "I admit defeat. You win this battle... Poof!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yiming spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His invincible spirit was broken.

Just like Liu Tiandu back then, it was difficult to recover in a short time and it would take a long time to repair.

It's just that he is not as miserable as Liu Tiandu, because Liu Tiandu has been cultivating the invincible Taoist heart for nearly a thousand years, while he has only been cultivating it for two or three hundred years, so the backlash is not very strong.

However, Yang Yiming's words were like a storm, sweeping across the entire square.

The people in the Ancient Holy Land who were watching the battle all had their eyes widened, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

The elders of the Ancient Holy Land on the high platform also looked at Yang Yiming in disbelief.

None of them expected that Yang Yiming would take the initiative to admit defeat.

"How is it possible? The quasi-god son hasn't used the sacrifice spirit yet, how can he admit defeat now?"

"I heard that the sacrifice spirit of the quasi-god son is one of the top ten divine beasts. He will definitely be able to defeat Xiao Yun."

"Yes, the Holy Land of Chaos where Xiao Yun is located has already declined. It is impossible for him to possess the top ten divine beasts, and he will certainly not be a match for the quasi-god son."

"It's a pity that the quasi-god son made a huge promise. He promised not to use the sacrificial spirit before, so he won't break his promise, alas!"

"Stupid, this battle is related to the honor of our ancient holy land, how can he admit defeat casually? Is his personal face as important as the honor of our ancient holy land?"

…

There was a lot of discussion in the square. Some people supported Yang Yiming, but others felt that Yang Yiming was too stupid. The whole square became noisy and it was a commotion.

In the field, Xiao Yun also had a look of astonishment. He looked at the pale Yang Yiming opposite, shook his head and said: "Actually, you don't have to do this. I don't mind if you use the spirit sacrifice. It's rare to meet an opponent like you. I really hope to be able to fight with you." Fight with all your strength.”

Yang Yiming's strength won Xiao Yun's respect.

Except for the Patriarch and Liu Tiandu, Yang Yiming is the strongest person Xiao Yun has encountered in the same realm, so he attaches great importance to this battle.

As for Yang Yiming's previous promise not to use sacrifice spirits, he didn't take it seriously at all.

I just didn't expect Yang Yiming to care so much.

"Next time!"

Yang Yiming listened to Xiao Yun's words, looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and said lightly: "My Taoist heart has been broken by you this time, and it will be difficult to advance to the transcendent realm in a short time. With your talent, you will catch up with me sooner or later. By that time , I don’t need to suppress my cultivation to have a fair fight with you.”

Xiao Yun felt a little regretful, but he could only nod his head and sighed: "Okay, I hope we can fight more happily next time!"

Yang Yiming also nodded, and then left without saying much.

On the high platform, the elders of the Ancient Holy Land looked helpless. Yang Yiming was a quasi-god, and his status was just higher than them. Their orders were of no use to Yang Yiming.

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land was not able to order Yang Yiming, so he could only sigh and admit the fact of failure.

Di Tian felt very happy and laughed and said: "Holy Lord, we have already fought four games. I wonder who else in your ancient holy land can fight? Do you really want to ask the saint to end?"

Di Tian's words were full of mockery.

The elders of the Ancient Holy Land were furious, but they all knew that this was Di Tian's method of provoking generals.

If the saints are not dispatched, they will lose this challenge.

The entire ancient holy land was defeated by Xiao Yun, which was simply a disgrace. Even if the news was blocked by them and would not be spread, it would make them lose face.

But if the saints were sent out, Di Tian's mocking words just now would render them speechless.

It's a tough choice!

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land was also hesitant. At this moment, a powerful spiritual thought swept over, making everyone tremble in their hearts.

saint!

Di Tian narrowed his eyes. Such a powerful spiritual thought was much more powerful than him. He must be a saint. And he is not an ordinary saint, he is probably a great saint.

In the field, Xiao Yun also felt this powerful spiritual thought, but he was not afraid. In a battle at the same level, he believed that he could defeat the saint.

"We, the Ancient Holy Land, cannot afford to lose. Let's hand over that half-step chaotic body to them!" A loud voice spread throughout the square.

Everyone in the Ancient Holy Land suddenly turned pale when they heard this. They knew that the saint would not end.

This time, Xiao Yun won.

And their Ancient Holy Land not only lost face, but also lost the opportunity to take back Zhao Wuji, and also lost a half-step Chaos Body of inestimable value.

"A temporary failure is nothing. Our Ancient Holy Land is still at the peak and will be at the peak in the future. You are the Holy Lord, you should have a big picture and don't be short-sighted!"

At the same time, a majestic voice sounded in the heart of the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land.

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land trembled suddenly, he knew that it was the old ancestor who was scolding him.

At the same time, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land was also enlightened, and he understood it instantly.

Yes, if you lose, you lose, what's the big deal, our Ancient Holy Land is still the second-ranked Holy Land.

It's embarrassing, who dares to say that our Ancient Holy Land is weak? Even the strongest Taichu Holy Land doesn't dare!

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land felt very guilty, and his tolerance was still too small, not as good as Yang Yiming.

Moreover, the old ancestor also reminded him that since Xiao Yun had such a talent, then this alliance with the Chaos Holy Land would also help win over Xiao Yun, the super genius.

In the future, whether it was Yang Yiming, Zhao Wuji, or Xiao Yun, the Great Emperor of Enlightenment, their Ancient Holy Land would benefit.

After thinking about all this, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Holy Land immediately stood up and said loudly: "In this battle, our Ancient Holy Land lost convincingly, and the Chaos Holy Land also proved their strength, so on behalf of the Ancient Holy Land, I officially announced the alliance with the Chaos Holy Land today. Not only that, Xiao Yun will also enjoy the treatment of a Holy Son in our Ancient Holy Land in the future."

The people of the Ancient Holy Land around were suddenly in an uproar.