The ancient holy wheel burst out with a buzzing sound, and it burst into pieces at Ye Xiu...

The secret realm is shocking!

The power that overflowed instantly flew out Luan Peak, Shami and other demon animals, and hit the stone wall heavily, and then stabilized their bodies. This was just a trace of residual power, which caused their internal organs to suffer severe damage, constantly churning, and their faces flushed, looking at the sadness in horror, and their whole body could not stop trembling.

Such treasures are not something they can resist.

Ye Xiu was not afraid and let the ancient holy wheel kill him. He snorted in his nose, and the light swept towards the misery. Peng Wanli and his two people showed their contempt in their eyes, and they did not avoid it. Instead, they raised their hand and punched them directly to meet them, with indifferent expression, and said, "Do you think the same trick is useful? I will destroy your broken wheel today."

"Bury the dragon, break it for me."

Boom!

The surging fist spirit swept out from his body, crushing the sad ancient holy wheel with a destructive force.

Lightning flash.

The fist and wheel intersected again, making a violent impact sound, which shocked people's eardrums. The demon beasts that had been affected by the "charming" technique fell out on the spot, and fell to the point of falling, making people overturned. They were even more miserable than Luan Peak, Sha Mi and others. Seeing the ancient holy wheel, not only did not suppress Ye Xiu, but was blown away by his punch, Peng Wanli's face suddenly changed wildly, and his figure stopped abruptly in the air. He turned his head to look at the sad and angry, and said, "Stinky Monk, are you okay?"

It's really panicked.

Even his eyes became fierce.

Looking at the mist, his claws were even more clenching, and the "pu" sounded loudly. In this small cave, its strength was greatly restricted. If the mistress could not help and he encountered a hatred like Ye Xiu, who was born with divine power, he would probably not even have a chance of winning.

I can't take Ye Xiu...

What else are you talking about?

"Young Master Peng, don't be impatient..." Grief gritted his teeth. When he saw a rift on the ancient holy wheel, his face turned pale, his heart was bleeding. He clenched his fists and looked at Ye Xiu with a resentful look, and said, "Little beast, you are still the first person in the fairyland, forcing this person to waste the essence and blood of his ancestors. Even if you die, you should be proud."

"I am sad and miserable to the unfilial descendants. I respectfully ask the soul of my ancestors to come and eliminate demons and kill enemies." The sad voice said in a low murmur.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The wind and cranes are smolder.

There were also waves of roars of evil spirits, which made people feel creepy. On the ancient holy wheel, a thick black mist appeared without warning, like a human figure, and a little bit of twitching, which made people feel trembling.

Even Peng Wanli couldn't help but take several steps back, looking at the thick black shadow with fear.

"It's not enough." Sadly gritted his teeth, and saw the black shadow on the ancient holy wheel, and the adult form that had been struggling for a long time but could not be completely condensed. He did not hesitate and cut his wrists through. The thick essence and blood and true energy were like a flood discharge, and it rushed into the ancient holy wheel frantically, and the aura of the black shadow became stronger and stronger.

Just a blink of an eye...

Most of the essence, blood, and true energy on his body were evacuated, and his eyes were sunken. His whole body was leaning against the stone wall as if withered, extremely weak. Seeing this scene, the monks in the Hanging Temple became nervous.

They looked at him with unblind eyes, their faces full of nervousness.

"Master Sha...Master Mi, what is he doing?" Luan Feng also frowned slightly and asked with a palpitation.

"I don't know." The shaman shook his head and looked at the misery with a serious expression. Although their Jinshan Temple is like the Hanging Temple, their magical powers and methods are very different. His understanding of the "Ancient Holy Wheel" is only his name, so it is unknown what kind of black fog and what he is using.

So what if you are the same clan?

The Hanging Temple is already very low-key, not to mention that this ancient holy wheel is their treasure, how could it reveal its trump card to outsiders at will. Ye Xiu's eyes also fell on the black fog, feeling the familiar aura, and his mind suddenly trembled, saying, "Is it the essence and blood?"

"There are a few drops of extremely powerful essence and blood in this ancient holy wheel?" Ye Xiu swallowed a few saliva with a "gull" sound. Thinking of the benefits of essence and blood, his eyes also became hot. With his soul, it is naturally not difficult to notice that the owner of these drops of essence and blood is probably no worse than the original Dragon Demon King, and is even far more than a little bit stronger. If he can get it, he will even have the chance to enter the tribulation period in one step.

Boom!

Just when the misery is almost overwhelming.

The black mist completely evolved into a human form, standing next to the ancient holy wheel with a rigid look, the aura emitted was even more powerful, but it looked a bit strange, like a human race, and the aura of a demon beast.

"Is this a human or a demon?" Ye Xiu frowned and said suspiciously.

"Black Bear Ancient Saint?"

Swish!

Monk Shami suddenly opened his eyes wide. When he saw this soul shadow, his face suddenly turned pale, and he exclaimed in a daze, "How is this... possible? Didn't it die in the catastrophe tens of thousands of years ago? There would be essence and blood left in the world?"

I heard the words "Black Bear Ancient Saint".

It's not just Ye Xiu.

Even Luan Peak, Hu Qianqian and other demon beasts were confused. It was obvious that they had never heard of this powerful man at all, after all, he existed tens of thousands of years ago. When he heard his exclamation, Ye Xiu turned his head and looked over, asked in a deep voice, saying, "Do you know it?"

"Um…"

The novice nodded, responding with a little palpitation, saying, "Monkey...Monkey, you must not be careless. This ancient black bear is the first head of the guardian sect in the Hangkong Temple. Before it fell, it was already at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. Even if the essence and blood left behind are poor, it may still have the strength of the Xuan Immortal Realm."

When I heard the 'Xuanxian'.

Deep despair appeared on the faces of Luanfeng, Hu Qianqian and other demon beasts. This was no longer an existence of magnitude. No one expected that there would be such a trump card in the hands of the head of the Hang Kong Temple.

"Please ask for the ancestors to kill the demons and enemies..." A sad voice sounded again. He leaned weakly on the stone wall, raised his hand, pointed at Ye Xiu not far away, gritted his teeth and said, "This person insulted me, the monk sect of the Hanging Temple, and injured several junior brothers. If he didn't kill him, I would no longer have the face to stay in Xihe Niuzhou."

I saw the sadness and chatter for a long time.

Ye Xiu's face suddenly became solemn. He looked at the bear soul secretly with caution, and was also puzzled...

According to what the novice monk said.

This bear soul transformed by essence and blood has been dead for tens of thousands of years. Could it be that it still retains its spiritual intelligence?

The bear soul, which is as strong as the Xuanxian, still retains its spiritual intelligence during his lifetime, is enough to make everyone present frightened.
Chapter completed!