The sound of the Ghost King's ax stopped suddenly!

After seeing Ye Xiu's eyes, it understood. It opened its mouth, and the 'axe blade' it transformed could not stop trembling.

What else can you think of?

Dao knowledge…

The consciousness of the 'teacher-level' boss was born. This kid is definitely a lunatic. He doesn't want his life. He dares to have ideas for anything. Ghost Emperor's eyes widened. Just thinking about it makes his hair stand on end.

, the look he looked at Ye Xiu was a little more fearful, mixed with a little sadness, thinking that back then, he was considered the overlord of the party, and he felt like he was the boss and I was the second child.

But compared to this kid.

It's completely different. Are the young people today so courageous? He, the ancestor who 'created' a clan, has finally recognized Tian as the boss. When it comes to him, even Tian will become an old man.

Secondly, is there anything he doesn't dare to do? Now it seems that teasing Xi and the Demon Queen in the Chaos Realm is just his instinct.

Teach the ancestor level!

If this were the prehistoric era, the 'saints' would be treated with utmost courtesy when they saw him, and the ordinary semi-sage demon would have to flee upon encountering him.

"How strong are these Tao consciousnesses?" Ye Xiu frowned and asked again.

"It...should be very strong!" The Ghost Emperor trembled a few times, and said with a sad face: "My little master, it's better not to provoke them. The methods of the ancestors are unparalleled, and the terrifying existence that can be on an equal footing with the saints is definitely not us.

It can be provoked."

It really wants to cry.

What kind of evil did I commit in my previous life to take the initiative to get involved in this scourge? What’s the use of caring about how strong they are and what they do? You are just going through the tribulation period. When you meet those big guys at the sect ancestor level, you don’t even use your fingers.

One thought is enough to put you in ruins.

Apparently, it doesn’t know either…

Ye Xiu's eyes were still changing. He tightened his grip on the Ghost King's ax and looked at the figures of the 'Dao Consciousness' without speaking for a long time. He was also thinking in his heart, are these things really powerful? He didn't think so, don't look at it.

The words 'teacher level' sound very bluffing, but these ghost things born from the rules are not necessarily very strong.

Why do they jump out?

Is it to protect the long rivers or is it something else?

Ye Xiu didn't bother to pursue it. It didn't mean much. They were already ready to fight. Can they still reconcile? In his opinion, the 'Taoist knowledge' of these sect ancestors should not be strong, or they can't be counted.

It is too strong. Compared with the clone, it is more than a million miles away. Otherwise, he would have broken so many weak rules, even breaking several kilometers of avenues. They are really

It has to be that powerful.

There is no need to wait until now to show up. The current concern is whether my Shaman Soul can kill these Dao Consciousnesses. Although I don't think it is too powerful in my heart, in the final analysis, this is the stuff of the patriarch after all.

Be careful.

The boat may capsize at any time.

"Made, no matter how many there are, life, death, wealth and honor are all in the sky, and we are already on the road. If you don't stop them and run away, you won't be willing to do it. Give it a try first, but you can't run away again."

There should be enough time..." Ye Xiu gritted his teeth and his eyes became colder. He looked at the Dao Consciousness who moved the fastest and said coldly with an indifferent expression: "If you want to ruin my opportunity, then look at it.

Do you have this ability?"

"Bury the dragon, kill."

boom!

Ye Xiu roared loudly, gripped the Ghost Emperor's ax tightly, jumped up, and rushed towards the 'Dao Consciousness'. This was not a physical body, but the power of the Shaman Soul, which should not be underestimated. He only heard a dragon roar of 'Ang'.

A loud sound swept out from the Ghost Emperor's axe.

The luster of an ax blade.

He slashed at the 'Dao Consciousness'. Just as he expected, these ghosts looked stupid and stupid. They were just a little more conscious than the previous beasts. Others were the same as before, without any clones.

His flexibility is far inferior to his puppetry. The latter has already pounced on him, but he still maintains an offensive posture.

"Young Master, you can't kill me." Ghost King Ax's face changed wildly, and he exclaimed in alarm. He wanted to struggle, but was suppressed by the Shaman Soul and was completely unable to move. He could only watch his own figure helplessly, slashing towards the Taoist figure.

knowledge.

"Pfft!"

The ax blade cuts down.

There is no suspense. The seemingly powerful 'Dao Consciousness' was actually cut into two halves.

It instantly disintegrated into soul mist.

The avenue under its feet was also trembling violently, and the Ghost King Ax was also frightened by this scene. He was not surprised at his destructive power, but was frightened that Ye Xiu had really chopped up a Taoist consciousness, that kind of instinctive fear of the patriarch.

, making it tremble uncontrollably.

"These Taoist consciousnesses are not condensed by rules, but the breath of the life soul?" Ye Xiu said in surprise. Before he had time to think about it, he saw his Shaman Soul and almost instinctively stretched out a

With his hand, he grabbed the soul mist that was about to disintegrate.

The Shaman Soul is huge!

Even in the long river of the avenue, which is nearly a hundred meters high, a palm instantly covered the soul mist. Compared with those rules, this is the purest energy. Before the Ghost Emperor Ax could react,

Two-thirds of the soul mist has penetrated through the pores of the 'Shaman Soul', and the Shaman Soul, which was originally washed away a little dim, solidified in the blink of an eye.

Even his height has increased significantly.

"These... these soul mists can also nourish the Shaman Soul?" Ye Xiu's eyes moved slightly. Although he still didn't know what benefits he could get after absorbing these things, it did not prevent him from seizing the opportunity. He saw a sudden look on his face.

Ning, immediately put the "Immortal God Art" into operation.

"It's over, we're dead, woo, woo... Little master, if you kill this Dao Consciousness, the master behind it will definitely not give up. That is a sect leader, comparable to a saint. When the time comes, even if we

Hiding in Chang'an City is of no use. The unfathomable His Majesty the Human Emperor may not be able to protect us." The Ghost Emperor wailed.

"These soul mists should be the purest life soul tonic in the world. Why don't you give it a try?" Ye Xiu said "tsk" and "tsk" a few times and turned to look at it, regardless of its howling ghosts and wolves.

Instead, he asked directly.

"How pure... am I?" Ghost King Ax asked weakly. He seemed to be tempted by the words 'pure' and 'life soul' tonic. Now it can only be regarded as

A Horcrux, for the improvement of strength

, has almost reached the point of being extreme. Otherwise, as the founder of the clan, how could he hang out with that young man from the Kui family? Anyone who wants to save face would probably not be able to take the step of surrendering his status and enduring humiliation.

Obviously…

It's the Ghost King Ax, and he's not the kind of person who cares about face.
Chapter completed!