The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 168: Terror Sixteen

Can fire restrain the evil spirit in this Soul-Devouring Banner?

Just as Wang Wu had this thought in his mind, he saw the Yin energy in the Soul-Devouring Banner above him surge, and it actually absorbed all the excess flames.

"Let me knock you over!"

The old bull suddenly roared, and charged towards the Soul-Devouring Banner, but it hit nothing. The Soul-Devouring Banner was like nothingness.

"Hahaha, the little demon from the Western Wasteland is actually so honest and cute. Niu Niu, why don't you join me and become a spirit beast?"

Outside the gray circle, the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect laughed strangely, and in his hand there appeared a small and compact Soul-Devouring Banner.

"court death!"

The old cow was extremely angry and was about to charge outside the gray circle. Suddenly, a big hole collapsed under his feet, and a little wild boar popped out at this time.

"Big brother, third brother, hurry up and leave!"

But the next second, he was quickly pinned down by Lang Buer, as if he was pinning down a little mouse.

"Idiot, what are you doing here? Even if you go to sneak attack that human bastard, it's better than coming out!"

As he was speaking, the expression of the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect outside did change slightly. He had sensed Bear Twelve and had come here in a hurry. He did not have the reconnaissance ability of the demon race, and his own cultivation had not reached a certain level. If he wanted a comprehensive reconnaissance he had to rely on magic arrays. So in his haste, he actually overlooked the pig demon hiding forty or fifty meters underground!
"Awake!"

As he shouted loudly, the Soul-Devouring Banner in his hand shook violently, more negative energy formed, and more vengeful spirits flew out. In an instant, the place was filled with cold winds, ghosts crying, and wolves howling, it was very terrifying!
Xiong Shiliu rapidly threw out talismans, which turned into fireballs that exploded continuously, stirring up the yin energy and destroying many vengeful spirits.

At this moment, Wang Wu was still hiding, and even if a vengeful spirit pounced upon him, it seemed difficult to find him.

But he was also curious. Since that person was a cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, why did he only have this Soul-Devouring Banner?
It's too cliché, and it seems to be a magic trick specifically designed to restrain Xiong Shiliu's mind-confusing magic...

"Master, be careful. There is a guy named Xiong Wu hiding among them. He is the difficult one... Poof!"

Xiong Twelve suddenly shouted weakly, and then spat out a mouthful of inky black poisonous blood, which seemed to contain some internal organ fragments. What did this mean? Was the third stage of the poisonous injury taking effect?
As soon as these words were spoken, the expression of the cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect suddenly changed.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier-"

Before he could finish his words, he vomited a mouthful of black poisonous blood. How could the poison be transmitted into his body?
However, he was not surprised but happy!

"Good, good, good! Great, it's not a mixed toxin, but a perfect mixture of three kinds of demon king-level toxins. Great! Great! Xiong Wu, you will be my natal spirit beast!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took out a magical jade pendant. Inside the jade pendant, there was his image as well as the image of Xiong Twelve. The two seemed to have some kind of incomprehensible bond.

"The will of heaven is eternal and solemn!"

"When the year is like a dragon or snake, you will know your fate at the end!"

"The twelfth Xiong clan, please pay for me!"

"Alas, alas!"

When the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect finished his words that sounded like a sorcerer's incantation, Xiong Twelve screamed in fear, "Master, please don't, I am extremely loyal to you, you cannot abandon me..."

Before its pleading sound ended, it turned into a ball of flame and burned. The fire was very fierce and strange, as if God had really punished it.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ashes, which disappeared into thin air when blown by the wind.

This scene made Wang Wu, Xiong Shiliu, Yuan Bupo and other monsters feel their scalps tingling and chills rushing to their heads. The little boar was even scared to death, because at this moment, it realized how ridiculous the rumors were. The reason why the spiritual beasts transformed by humans have such a long lifespan is that they are meant to serve as companion spiritual beasts for humans.

Yes, don’t talk about destiny, this is companionship!
The demon race goes to learn from the human race every day, but they never expected that the human cultivators would turn around and secretly learn the demon race's companion secret techniques.

And from the looks of it, the status of the natal spirit beast is even lower than that of the natal magic weapon or the natal sword.

All costs are borne by the companion spirit beast. Human cultivators can terminate their life contract at any time, so they can love whoever they meet and abandon whoever they love.

You can like this cat today, you can like this dog tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, well, the day after tomorrow it won’t be the turn of this dirty, smelly little boar.

But few people know how many ignorant, childish and naive little monsters in the Western Wilderness were bewitched by such rumors, and then willingly allowed to be used, but ultimately had no chance to become their own spiritual beasts, and were abandoned without any remorse.

Wang Wu, Xiong Shiliu, Yuan Bupo, Lang Buer and the others were also relieved and understood. Indeed, it was no wonder that Xiong Twelve was moved. Such a benefit was really hard to refuse.

The tragedy is that you only know one side of the story and not the other!

Even when death was imminent, he was still begging and refusing to repent.

What a pity!

At this time, the cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect frowned, a little confused, because under normal circumstances, when the natal spirit beast died, all its vitality and spiritual energy should be transferred to him. As the saying goes, when the spirit beast dies, it is a great supplement. Many cultivators who take the unconventional path like to do this, because it is much faster than normal practice.

As a result, Xiong Twelve is now in such a loss!
Where has your vitality gone? Where has your spirit gone?
However, this is enough to show that Xiong Wu is a rare and contractable natal spirit beast.

Maybe it's a spiritual beast that can be used for a lifetime, and even after death it can serve as a guard dog for your sect.

God helps me too!

So at this moment his eyes lit up, he changed his tactics, and put away the Soul-Devouring Banner that he had released specifically to deal with Xiong Shiliu. Three kinds of mixed poisons, how could it be more valuable than some bullshit, most likely the self-proclaimed future Demon Emperor.

A stack of golden lightning talismans appeared in his hand, and they exploded the entire map indiscriminately without any gaps!

He had a lot of combat experience. Since Xiong Wu hadn't appeared, he must still be in stealth mode. And since he hadn't launched a sneak attack just now, it meant he was still in the circle.

That would be too simple.

"Crack!"

Countless lightning flashed, golden snakes danced wildly, and lightning fell densely. At this moment, everyone, including Xiong Shiliu, was trembling.

Wang Wu was no exception and was directly blown out of his passive hiding state.

"Hahaha! What a cute little bear! I think you and I are destined to be together!"

As he laughed loudly, a golden talisman fell down and froze Wang Wu on the spot.

The next second, a sword suddenly flew up from behind the cultivator, with a swirling sword light and broke through Xiong Shiliu's round chest with one sword. The sharpness of the sword was no less than the one that Wang Wu had faced at the beginning.

Just when Wang Wudu thought that Xiong Shiliu was dead, he saw its body shattered like foam, and the next moment its real body appeared more than a hundred meters away.

"Right hand!"

Xiong Shiliu shouted loudly, and there was some kind of terrifying, mysterious magic in his voice. The moment he heard this word, even Wang Wu, who was in a frozen state, couldn't help but want to cut off his claws willingly.

What's even more terrifying is that Yuan Bupo, Lang Buer, Niu Xiaocao and Lao Niu all wanted to cut off their claws and hooves, but because of the shaking effect of the golden thunder talisman, they were unable to do it for the time being.

But the monk was in trouble. One of his hands seemed to be possessed by a demon. He pulled out the knife he carried with him and cut off his right hand in a flash!
"Ahhh!"

He screamed, and finally realized that what Xiong Twelve said was true. This Xiong Sixteen really had the potential to become the Demon King of the Western Wilderness.

But he had no time to fight back. The next second, Xiong Shiliu shouted again.

"Right eye!"

"Ahhh!"

The human monk decisively dug out his right eye again.

On the contrary, the monsters here were once again saved because of the golden thunder talisman.

All I can say is that Xiong Shiliu grasped the timing just right. He even predicted the monk's prediction and Xiong Twelve's prediction.

It seemed that even Wang Wu and his companion magic vine had become its pawns.

Because if it hadn't intentionally let Xiong Twelve know about Wang Wu's existence, how could Xiong Twelve say those words in front of this human cultivator, and then arouse the cultivator's greed, and demonstrate a lesson on the spot, using bloody facts to make all teammates completely give up on the path of spirit beasts from now on.

Damn, this is its plan!
When Wang Wu realized this belatedly, the battle outside had already ended.

Xiong Shiliu no longer released his magic to confuse the mind, but instead transformed into a terrifying giant bear nearly a hundred meters tall. He rushed forward, smashed the monk to pieces with one claw, and ate him!

Simple and neat!

Instant kill!

In other words, from the very beginning, no matter how the cultivators from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect fought, they would not be a match for Xiong Shiliu.

Its real purpose is to provide a very vivid and brilliant educational lesson.

It's much smarter than killing a chicken to scare the monkeys!

After a few seconds, Wang Wu was released from the immobilized state, and the monsters also recovered from the paralysis and tremor caused by the lightning, but they all felt heavy and complicated.

Only Xiong Shiliu returned to his chubby appearance, looking harmless and calm.

But at this moment, even Wang Wu acknowledged that this guy indeed had great potential to become the Demon Emperor of Western Wilderness.

He even had to think deeply about whether it was Bear Sixteen who used his magic to confuse Bear Twelve, who had always been jealous of him but was far from betraying his own race, and made him lose his mind, change his thoughts and cognition in a dream, and then surrender.

If it did this on purpose, it would kill three birds with one stone.

But this is too difficult to operate.

Unless Xiong Shiliu can predict and lock onto the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in advance, once this plan is known by the higher-ups among the human monks, then it will become a feast for all bears!

As for the truth, I'm afraid it will never come to light.

But no matter what, Wang Wu did not dare to underestimate his adoptive father.

This is the real godfather!

"Let's go. We can go back to the forbidden area to rest for another half a year. It won't be too late to set off again when winter comes."

Compared to Wang Wu, Yuan Bupo was actually very calm except for the momentary fanaticism when he occasionally looked at Xiong Shiliu.

But it’s all meaningless. At this moment, all the little monsters have returned to their hearts.

(End of this chapter)