Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Tang Xiaoyu stood up and walked out of the Tibetan Formation, took off all his clothes, and used the Water Condensation Technique to clean away the stains on his body.

Water Condensation Technique is a small spell in Ice Shield, which can quickly condense the moisture in the air. It is a good life skill.

As for the clothes and inner armor on the ground, they all have their own cleaning formations and are waterproof and dustproof, so there is no need to wash them at all. After cleaning, Tang Xiaoyu put on the inner armor, clothes, and Law Treasure one by one. Then activate a Fire Curse Talisman and hit it directly on the blood stain you just cleaned off. I saw a flash of fire, and the blood stains on the ground, as well as the water stains, were all burned away by the fire.

Tang Xiaoyu smelled carefully and found that there seemed to be a burning smell in the air. He ran around the cave for several times. Without turning on his movement skills, and without the blessing of Swift-Motion Talisman, Tang Xiaoyu only relied on his own body and shoes, and his speed was directly close to the speed of sound. The bursting sound waves stirred the air in the cave, completely dispersing the smell.

You can never go too far wrong. Who knows if the remaining blood stains on his body will cause any trouble. If someone Witch Race Demon Race has some secret technique that can cast a curse through other people's blood, wouldn't that be equivalent to selling yourself?

Tang Xiaoyu glanced at the area where the hidden formation was located again. From the outside, there seemed to be nothing unusual at all, and the terrain had not changed at all. It only hid the actual scene inside the formation. So even if a Witch Race person who is familiar with the terrain comes here, it will be difficult to find anything unusual in that area.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't waste much time and stepped into the Tibetan formation again. Every minute wasted now is equivalent to wasting tens of thousands of health points.

As he started the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art again, the blood mist coming towards him became more violent this time.

[You absorbed a large amount of energy and blood and gained 30,000 energy and blood points]

[You absorbed a large amount of energy and blood and gained 30,000 energy and blood points]

[You absorbed a large amount of energy and blood and gained 30,000 energy and blood points]

. . . . . .

Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art has reached the Second Revolution realm, and even the power of absorption has become more powerful. Originally, he could gain 15,000 health points in thirty seconds, but now it has directly become 30,000 points. Soon Tang Xiaoyu had saved enough energy and blood points for upgrading, and directly chose to upgrade.

[Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art] [LV11: Current Realm Second Revolution First Layer] [Upgraded to Second Revolution Second Layer, player’s health will increase by 1000 points]

The energy required for upgrade: [0/3 million-1.8 million (Reality Level Talent- Experience Points upper limit 60%)]+

Tang Xiaoyu's physical value changed from 8520 points to 9520 points. The blood value required for upgrade has also changed from 2 million to 3 million. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it didn't become 4 million, otherwise it would be impossible to reach the Third Revolution.

Outside the Holy Mountain, the sky has gradually turned dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the Holy Mountain, adding a bit of majesty to it.

Feng Ye led the retreating Demon Race army to station at the entrance of Tianzhan Canyon. After half a day of rectification, all casualties were tallied up. The teams that had been dispersed were reorganized, and the injured demons were also treated. Only then did Feng Ye stabilize the morale of the army.

Feng Ye deserves to be known as the youngest handsome talent of Demon Race. He does have his own way of marching, fighting, and controlling people's hearts.

At this time, three of his closest confidants were standing in front of him, discussing the next move.

"Demon Lord, otherwise, we will let the army rest for a night, and it will not be too late to attack the Holy Mountain tomorrow morning. After this day's battle, many people have not recovered from the battle in the morning. Let everyone rest for a night, I’m fully prepared tomorrow to win the Witch Race tribe in one fell swoop.”

Feng Ye shook his head firmly and said:

"We are not prepared, and neither is the enemy. A war is about surprise. If everything goes according to the enemy's idea, even if we can win, we will have to pay a heavy price. Besides, what if that bitch Fei Yu If we bring people over here, we will face the situation of being attacked from both sides. Time waits for no one! Give the order and let the army rest for an hour. After an hour, everyone will follow me to attack the Holy Mountain under the cover of night."

The three masters heard this, looked at each other, and then took the order and left. Feng Ye looked in the direction of the Evil Demon Forest, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

At the same time, Fei Yu flew over the endless grassland with tens of thousands of Demon Race elites. The scattered Human Race monks along the way fled as soon as they saw this formation in the distance. Many people were curious when they saw that Demon Race was not chasing them, and they didn't know why these demons were rushing there in such a hurry.

A man suddenly appeared from a pool of water on the grassland. He looked at the direction where tens of thousands of demons were flying, with a look of contemplation on his face. Soon, he moved and flew towards a mound in the distance. He circled the mound and found a hidden mark. As his hand techniques continued to change, spatial ripples like water patterns suddenly appeared on the mound in front of him. The man looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then he dived in.

After entering, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and an underground cave of several hundred square meters appeared in front of him.

The cave seemed to have been dug out not long ago. The moist cave walls were inlaid with sunstones for lighting. At this time, thirty or forty Human Race monks in various costumes gathered here. These people seemed to be remnants of various sects. Some of his disciples are famous, while others are unknown. But there were four familiar faces among them.

I saw a feminine-looking man cupping his hands at the new monk and saying:

"Junior brother Yu Heng, why are you in such a mess? Did you encounter a demon on the road? With your abilities, three or five demons won't be able to stop you."

The person who spoke was none other than Nie Xiaoyao from Joyous Union Sect. Standing next to him, besides Wu Daozi, was Chu Xunfei. In addition to a few of them, Senior Brother Weibai from the Vast Righteousness Sect was also prominently mixed in the crowd. However, at this time, he was no longer the white-robed Shengxue and high-spirited person he had been before. Nie Linghui could not be found anywhere these days, which made him look extremely haggard.

The person called Junior Brother Yu Heng seemed to have no regard for Nie Xiaoyao at all and didn't even look at him. Instead, he said to a tall and thin figure sitting cross-legged in the corner:

"Martial God, I just found out that Fei Yu seems to have led someone to find Demon Lord Feng Ye to trouble him. The direction is towards the Evil Demon Forest. Are you interested in following him?"

The figure in the corner didn't even raise his eyelids, and said calmly:

"They didn't go there for a fight, they probably came for the Dragon Blood Fruit in the Holy Mountain."

As Lord Martial God finished speaking, the cave suddenly erupted in surprised comments. The monks present were all leaders of various sects. How could they not have heard of the value of Dragon Blood Fruit? Chu Xunfei asked Martial God eagerly:

"Are you sure there is a dragon blood fruit there?"

The Martial God in the corner turned a deaf ear to his words.

Nie Xiaoyao saw that he and the others had lost face one after another, and his face turned livid. He was about to attack the other party, but he heard a chuckle coming from the passage, and a teasing voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Junior Brother Yuheng, Brother Martial Master, you have come to Earthly Branches Trials to grab heads again. Why don't you leave some way for the newcomers to survive?"