"Silly human race, I was unwilling to use the power of ancient tools to deal with you, but you have successfully angered me now!"

With this huge voice, wisps of black mist emerged from the seal of the patio and poured into the three ancient objects.

The dog-shaped statue received a ray of black mist, and a pair of pupils emitted red light. Its body quickly grew bigger and crackled and then turned into a giant man with two feet tall, dog-headed and human-body, with sharp canine teeth exposed.

Another black mist was inserted into the golden broken sword, and the broken sword floated up and fell into the hands of the dog-headed man.

Finally, the jade token was filled with black mist, and a ray of black light flew to the neck of the dog-headed man and hung it tightly on it.

This was the first time Xu Yang saw such a strange scene. He was alert in his heart and pulled out the blood-drinking sword with his backhand and kept his mind on guard.

The dog-headed man opened his narrow mouth and shouted word by word: "The Withered Realm!"

With the golden broken sword swing, a huge circular field suddenly burst out, and black mist emerged from under the ground, eroding Xu Yang's body.

"This... is actually three ancient artifacts that work together to turn into human form? Or is it a dog-headed man with the Xuanwang realm?" Xu Yang was speechless. He felt that all this seemed like a dream. In comparison, the last time at Xuanbing Ridge, the mysterious man in black robe, after receiving the blessing of Black Mist, his strength jumped from the Xuanjun level to the Xuanwang level, which was nothing.

The power of the withered field was unfolding, and Xu Yang's whole body was depleting his qi and blood. Small pieces of age spots appeared on his skin, and his hair began to turn white.

"This field is so terrible power!" Xu Yang did not dare to neglect, and the Eight Extreme Divine Ring burst open. At the same time, he also activated the blessing of the Ming King of the Three Worlds.

After dispelling the power of the withered realm, Xu Yang felt much better, and his skin and hair returned to its original appearance.

"Eight Extreme Demon Rings! You are actually the disciple of the Old Demon Xuantian... No wonder, you came to find trouble for our clan again and again!" There was a hint of obvious fear in the grand voice.

Xu Yang did not say anything. He held the blood-drinking sword in his hand and rushed forward quickly. Blood-colored sword auras fell like flowing water, attacking and killing the dog-headed man.

The dog-headed man held up the golden sword with both hands and waved it forward with force.

A golden rainbow surged out and then turned into a half-moon-shaped sword light, smashing all the blood-colored sword auras encountered along the way!

Xu Yang was shocked, and his body turned into a breeze and suddenly dodged to the side.

The big man with dog-headed eyes flashed with red light. Two rays of light shot straight into Xu Yang.

In an instant, a heavy and powerless feeling spread throughout Xu Yang's body, as if he had a serious illness, head-heavy and light feet. His agile flash could no longer flash, and the golden sword light was shining through Xu Yang's chest and abdomen.

Even with the role of mysterious power to protect the body and the effect of the essence of gold, Xu Yang was still severely injured. This golden rainbow seemed invincible, tore a big hole in Xu Yang's chest, dripping blood.

"Hahaha..." The grand voice was not willing to be lonely and mocked, "The successor of the Xuantian Old Demon, only this is the means? Then you go and die. After you die, the statue will naturally belong to me! My clan will definitely see the light of heaven again!"

Every word was like a sledgehammer, hitting Xu Yang's chest. After saying this, Xu Yang had retreated dozens of steps in a row, leaving a deep white mark on the ice and snow platform.

However, Xu Yang's eyes were still bright and vivid.

"I am not the descendant of God Xuantian..." Xu Yang said lightly, and he added in his heart: I am God Xuantian himself!

Xuan Jun controlled his own realm and had quickly suppressed the blood vessels near the wound, and no trace of blood was pouring out. Xu Yang lifted the blood and drank the sword, stepped forward, and a sword passed away!

The dazzling light flashed on the Blood Drinking Sword, and a blood light shot towards the dog-headed man.

The second move of the Great Ri Qianyuan sword technique, the Aurora Sword Style.

Xu Yang used the Blood Drinking Sword to perform the holy technique, which consumed a lot less, but the power was far from comparable to that of the holy sword. Not to mention anything else, the holy power alone was irreplaceable.

The dog-headed man's chest was directly penetrated by blood, and even the second change - the sky full of flowers and rain, did not trigger it.

Xu Yang frowned. He looked at the transparent hole in the chest of the dog-headed man, feeling that it shouldn't be so simple.

Sure enough, the next second, the wound on the chest of the dog-headed man quickly calmed down. The dog-headed man raised the golden sword again and angrily slashed a crescent sword light towards Xu Yang.

At the same time, the dog-headed man used his old trick again, and two red lights burst out from his eyes, trying to hold Xu Yang again.

"How could I, Xu Yang, be defeated by the same moves in succession?" Xu Yang arrogantly, his blood sword crossed, and a ray of light and mysterious power turned into a mirror, reflecting the two red lights back!

Xu Yang had already seen that the two red lights were a magic trick to shock the enemy's mind, but they had no killing power. He used a light mysterious power to condense the mirror to reflect, and he succeeded.

The big man with a dog head was shot by red light, and his whole body slowly moved.

Xu Yang smiled coldly. Without the control of his mind, he dodged the golden sword light, which was as easy as turning his palm. His toes pointed to the ground, and Xu Yang's body flew out in the air, and a sword was like a arrow and swirling away.

The first move of the Great Ri Qianyuan sword technique is the Ray Ri Sword Style.

The warm sun glow shone, then turned into golden swords and shot out.

The big dog-headed man roared, and it hugged the neck and let the golden swords stab the body.

After the brilliant sword light, deep sword holes on the body of the dog-headed man seemed to be traced.

"Diet?" Xu Yang walked forward cautiously.

Suddenly, the dog-headed man lowered his arms, his pupils radiated red light again, and he stood up again!

Xu Yang was surprised. This was simply too magical. Could it be that this strange creature was an undead existence?

"Hmph, how could my tribe's ancient artifact be so easy to deal with? If I hadn't been in the seal of the patio and could not control it, you would not even touch a single hair of it. Even so, you would not be able to kill it, it would be an immortal body!"

The grand voice sounded again, but it had become much softer: "Human kid, you can't do anything to our ancient artifacts, why bother with more effort? Why don't you and I take a step back? If I don't pursue you, you will leave Xuanbing Ridge, how about it?"

Xu Yang's eyebrows frowned deeply. He ignored the bewitching of the grand voice, but tried his best to recall the scene just now and seek a chance to win.

Countless brilliant and gorgeous golden swords penetrated the body, the big dog-headed man hugged his neck with his arms, allowing the golden sword to penetrate his body...
Chapter completed!