Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 668

Even Nangong Yan couldn't stand it this time, she said angrily, "Ye Xuan, although the Holy Blood of the White Tiger is nothing to you now, but your cultivation level a few years ago is considered a priceless treasure..."

Ye Xuan waved his hand, and interrupted the woman, "Why are you so angry, I'm just joking with you, and I'll give you half the price, [-] middle-level primordial stones per person."

Yun Xiaozong and the others were speechless. It turned out that this kid was playing tricks on them before, but the primordial stones that were doubled all of a sudden made them happy.

Ye Xuan wondered if he had been in contact with Bai Feng too much and had acquired the attributes of a 'sword'.

The lord of Yunxiao Sect delivered 100 million middle-level primordial stones, which were sent into the gate by Ye Xuan.

Afterwards, many people came forward to trade with Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan didn't reduce a single primordial stone, which made everyone helpless, this Ye Xuan was too deadly in business.

After Ye Xuan sent hundreds of warriors into the formation gate, he didn't take the primordial stones of other warriors, but said to the three female shadow dancers, "Let's enter this time."

The entrance to the formation was opened again, and Ye Xuan entered the formation with his arms around the three girls and disappeared.

Granny Poisonous Snake had already recovered from her injuries, and she couldn't help sighing when she saw Ye Xuan enter.

If I had known this, I might as well have sent some primeval stones at the beginning, and let this junior send them in.

Among the crowd, several female cultivators from Xianfeng Palace chatted in low voices:
"Elder Qin, let the Palace Master know."

"Holy maiden, don't worry, the Palace Master and the Emperor Wudi powerhouses from other sects have arrived quickly."

"Okay! This is Ye Xuan's good deed of destroying several major sects over and over again. This time, this ancient cave mansion is his burial place!"

"Well, several major sects have already issued an order to kill Ye Xuan from Beiming. He dared to blatantly flaunt it everywhere. This time he will definitely die. By the way, the young master of the Ye family in the central region has already entered the ancient cave. I wonder if I will meet this Ye Xuan?"

"Hehe, if they meet, it will be easy. With that young master's method, Ye Xuan will die a miserable death."

"It's hard to say. Ye Xuan's combat power is unfathomable. He is far from being as simple as he appears on the surface. I'm afraid it will be a strong confrontation then!"

Several female cultivators were discussing in low voices, and at the same time, another warrior came to the front of the formation to try to open the space channel.

……

Thousands of miles away, somewhere.

"Ah~!" A scream resounded through the mountains.

In a dense forest, the burly black-robed man was frantically killing.

And in front of the burly black robe, five figures were fleeing desperately, and the one who fled at the front was none other than Zhen Hua of the Martial Emperor Realm.

His eyes were full of panic, even though he was at the Martial Emperor Realm, facing the holy corpse behind him, Zhenhua was terrified.

Behind Zhenhua, a woman who also had a mid-stage cultivation of Emperor Wu, with disheveled hair and tattered palace robes, ran away.

After a martial artist advances to Emperor Wu, it is different from the previous division of martial arts. After Emperor Wu, there is no nine levels, but four small realms: early stage, middle stage, late stage, and great perfection.

The holy corpse let out a terrifying howl, and with one hand, it grabbed the last figure who was running and squeezed it hard.

"Hey!" A grey-robed old man in the early stage of Emperor Wudi Realm, like a tomato, was crushed to pieces by the five-foot-large holy corpse, and blood flowed from his fingers.

powerful!
too strong!
The power of the saint is so terrifying, even though the gray-robed old man was once a hidden old monster, he didn't have the slightest resistance in the face of the saint, and was easily crushed to death.

The four warriors who fled in front were all of the super-strong cultivation base of the Martial Emperor Realm.They also had a tacit understanding, and even launched several attacks together, hitting the terrifying holy corpse that was chasing after them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Frost arrows, flames, thunder and lightning, all kinds of lights flashed non-stop, but soon, a thick arm stretched out from the explosion, violently stirred, and all attacks were completely destroyed.

The holy corpse is extremely fast, fierce and ghostly.

He directly flew towards the two strong men who were behind, and grabbed them one by one.

"Senior Sister Zhao, save me!"

"what!"

Two screams came, but Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao in front seemed not to hear them, and continued to flee, fleeing towards the distant sky.

They quickly fled and chased, and flew thousands of miles away, but the complexion of Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao became more and more ugly.

The speed of the holy corpse is extremely frightening.

The two ran away desperately, but they couldn't drop him at all, and they chased closer and closer.

"Counting them, the holy corpse should devour ten Martial Emperors, hehe, devour it like crazy..."

Ying Zetian sat on the left shoulder of the holy corpse, with a gloomy expression, and said with a smile.

And not long after they flew away, in a valley.

"Ahem!" A blood-haired young man crawled out from a pile of ruined walls, looking in the direction of the Holy Corpse with a surprised expression.

Of course he is Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took a breath as the scene of the holy corpse waving his hands and destroying the sky was constantly flashing in his mind.

Just now, because he hid his energy and breath of life, the holy corpse didn't find it, and he wouldn't be so stupid as to use his perception to detect and expose himself!

But he saw that the corpse was becoming stronger at a rapid rate!

More precisely, it should be the rapid recovery of strength!

"It's so full of blood, it seems that Ying Zetian has completely become a blood slave." Zhang Ruochen murmured, his face became more gloomy.

In the distant sky, Zhenhua and the empress surnamed Zhao are still fleeing desperately.

At this moment, in the perception of the two, the holy corpse that was chasing behind suddenly disappeared with a flash of golden light.

The two were startled, and suddenly stopped flying, and the next moment, in their eyes, the holy corpse appeared in front of them.

"I see where else can you escape to?" The holy corpse sneered, and seemed to be more popular. The feeling of tyranny before was gone, but the pressure on the two was even greater!

Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao stared at each other, and the empress surnamed Zhao anxiously raised her sleeves and shot out a white flying knife.

The flying knife kept vibrating in the void, and the spirit patterns on its surface kept flickering.

A burst of dragon chant resounded through the sky!
After the white light of the flying knife flashed wildly, it turned into a dense white ice dragon, about tens of feet long. The crystal scales on the surface of the body reflected the dazzling white clouds, and the emerald green light in the two eyes kept flowing. The claws are hook-shaped and look extremely sharp.

"go!"

The empress scolded, and the pilgrim corpse pointed at the void.

After the white ice dragon circled in the air, it sprang at the pilgrim corpse with white gaseous flames from its mouth.

And Zhenhua was also roaring, his fists smashed out all over the sky, and bombarded the holy corpse.

The holy corpse still didn't intend to dodge at all, it just punched out with its right hand.

"Boom" sound.

The white ice dragon wailed, and the scales on its body shattered inch by inch in the golden fist light, dissipating into nothing.

And the shadow of the fist that filled the sky enough to crush the mountain was also shattered by a single punch!
The woman surnamed Zhao and Zhenhua, the two Martial Emperors, felt hopeless in their hearts for a moment.But immediately, the two Emperor Wu turned around and fled away again.

They can cultivate to this level today, and their desire to survive is far beyond people's imagination.

Although it was discovered that the holy corpse was continuously recovering its holy power, the pressure on the two of them increased rapidly, but the two had lived for thousands of years and experienced countless life-and-death battles.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, they will never give up.

"puff!"

"what!!"

But suddenly, Zhenhua felt a pain in his chest, and a golden hand penetrated his body instantly!

(End of this chapter)