Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates

Xiao Ye believed that Zhang Qingyuan’s ultimate destination was also to ascend to the True Spirit Continent.

Now, however, he had become treacherous and deceitful, even quietly leaking hints to Heavenly Slaughter Island and drawing Second Evil and Third Evil here. If their side’s martial artists from the Xuanwu Realm all died because of this, what good would it do him?

Xiao Ye thought it over and over and felt that there was only one explanation that made sense.

That was Zhang Qingyuan was using the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain, using himself and these people to distract the martial artists from Heavenly Slaughter Island, and then he would take the opportunity to infiltrate Heavenly Slaughter Island.

So there, in addition to the secret techniques that would allow martial artists to reach the peak of Mystic Martial, there must be other treasures present, which was what made Zhang Qingyuan covetous.

"Hehe... sparing the life of this old man, do you want to probe the secrets of Heavenly Slaughter Island? Dream on!" Seeing the martial artists from Heavenly Slaughter Island of the Xuanwu Realm being killed one by one, Third Evil burst into a pitiful laugh.

"Brat, it looks like Heavenly Slaughter Island has fallen into your hands, this old man has nothing to say, I curse you, that one day you will die in despair!" Third Evil glared venomously at Xiao Ye, then his body crackled open with fissures, and the violent fluctuations of power caused heaven and earth to tremble uneasily.

"Would you rather self-destruct than reveal the secrets of Heavenly Slaughter Island?" Xiao Ye furrowed his brows, this old fellow’s mouth was indeed tough.

The power of self-destruction from a strong person like Third Evil was extraordinary, and since he couldn’t stop it, if it exploded here, it was likely that all the martial artists from their side in the Xuanwu Realm would perish.

Swish!