The Strongest Husband in Ten Thousand Realms

"Amitabha, the poor monk is amazed by the bones of several donors. It must be a cultivator. The poor monk has a few powerful bones here. All you need is a true blood exchange..."

A few days later, Yang Yu encountered three blood-devouring demon wolves, an extremely bloodthirsty ancient relic, with joy on his face, and he rushed to ask.

The blood-devouring demon wolf is a bloodthirsty ancient relic. There are almost no living creatures within their territory. The human tribe will not build a city within a radius of thousands of miles.

Otherwise, it's absolutely a small fight for ten days, a big trouble for a hundred days, the blood-devouring demon wolf's bones are eager to kill.

Now, interrupted by Yang Yu, the three blood-devouring demon wolves immediately killed Yang Yu with awe-inspiring intent.

"Fuck, the poor monk is just selling, are the three donors too much."

Yang Yu was taken aback. He didn't expect these three Primordial Legacy Seeds to be so cold, unlike other Primordial Legacy Seeds who had to pretend to be forced...

"dead!"

Two Primordial Relics rushed out, pounced on Yang Yu, and the three big murderers joined forces to prepare to kill with one blow.

"Amitabha, since the three benefactors have killed so deeply, the poor monk can only do the way for the sky."

Yang Yu grinned, and attacked more terribly than the two blood-devouring demon wolves.

After half an hour, Yang Yu stopped, and a thunder lingered above the Demon Pestle, and the blood on it was cleaned up. The three blood-eating demon wolves on the ground had their heads exploded, and they were hammered by the Demon Pestle... …

Yang Yu hummed a little song and began to clean the corpse of the devil wolf, put it on the ancient cauldron, and cooked it directly.

The fragrance is overflowing, drifting into the distance.

However, all the Primordial Relics who smelled this scent fought a cold war, full of black lines and began to flee until the scent could no longer be smelled.

The fragrance is too frequent in these few days, making these ancient heritages frightened.

"The exploration here is almost finished. The Primordial Relics are now gone. It's really hard to find. Let's change the place."

The Blood Devouring Demon Wolf was eaten cleanly by Yang Yu, and Yang Yu frowned slightly.

In these days, the Taikoo Legacies are very vigilant, and when they see two legs walking, they will directly control the treasure to escape. Yang Yu wants to kill one, it is too troublesome, if not for a couple of dozens of Taikoo Legacies a few days ago Kind of, Yang Yu may be hungry now.

Reluctantly, Yang Yu could only unfold the Kunpeng treasure wing and directly rise into the sky. In order to hide his identity, Yang Yu also specially changed the color of the Kunpeng treasure wing and turned it into an even more dazzling glazed gold. It cooperated with the lowering magic pestle and Kunpeng fist. Like a golden Arhat who casts demons and slayers.

Because of this, the people in the entire Baiduan Mountain now know Yang Yu's name, Xiao Xitian, the Bald Demon King.

Because the two white jade dragon elephants died too early, Xiao Xitian now has no manpower, and no one can break it down. With time brewing, Xiao Xitian has become the object of resentment from all the ancient legacy.

Presumably, after leaving Baiduan Mountain, those forces who died of the ancient heritage will go to Xiaoxitian as guests?

After wandering for a few days again, Yang Yu only killed a Primordial Relic, because he came to the door by himself.

This Primordial Relic is a white lion with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The leader from Xiaoxitian originally wanted to seek protection from Yang Yu, but he was killed instantly by the fake monk.

He ate a lion and harvested a string of prayer beads from the current leader of Xiaoxitian.

Yang Yu put it directly on her body, holding the Devil Pestle in her hand, and one hand in front of her as a salute. It looks like a rich second generation from Xiao Xitian...

Two days later, Yang Yu didn't have the slightest gain. He could only inquire about a place where the treasure was hidden, and then flew away, looking like a high monk.

Fenbaoya!

Majestic and majestic, towering into the clouds, the mountain is surrounded by a band of black mist, like a grand ancient magic mountain, with an oppressive atmosphere!

An ancient road leads to the mountain, paved with bluestone, and is full of years of vicissitudes. Since ancient times, I don’t know how many young heroes have walked, but in the end, the magic mountain was stained with blood and never walked down.

Bi Fang, Pi Xiu, Golden Winged Roc, Pu Moshu, etc. are separated on one side, defending each other, and each of them is intimidating. They are the most difficult group of powerful geniuses.

Yang Yu flapped his golden wings and landed from a high altitude, unscrupulously, shouting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, with golden buddha beads, golden magic pestle, and landing extremely domineering.

There was no grass on the mountain, and the whole body was grayish brown. Some of the rocks were dark red, like blood stains. The bluestone steps were very long. He climbed up the steps and prepared to search for powerful treasures.

Yang Yu glanced at the fierce beast next to him and swallowed, but he could not help it. After all, finding the treasure is important. These fierce beasts are here, and you can grab them and eat them later.

On the side of the road, Bi Fang, Pai Yao, Pu Moshu, etc. were all surprised. The little monk didn't even look at them, and walked over with such a big appearance.

You know, whoever enters the ruins dares to distract like this, as long as any one of them appears, it will cause fear and must be prepared.

"Unscrupulous." A violent ape said with cold eyes.

Yang Yu heard this, was awakened from his own world, looked back, and said: "What do the gorillas look at? They are so ugly, hey, are you pure blood?"

The violent ape is a relic of the ancient times, the ethnic group is tyrannical, and the ancestor is known as the **** ape. Who dares to call it a gorilla?

This is really unreasonable, the nose is almost crooked!

"It's crazy!" A sneer from the ancient legacy.

"I haven't eaten in the past few days. I'm hungry. Maybe I don't have to worry about it later."

Yang Yu clapped his hands, retracted his gaze, and continued toward the mountain.

The magic mountain is magnificent, and you can't see the peak and the end when walking on it.

It is the first time that Yang Yu has climbed such a huge mountain in the perfect world. It doesn't seem to be climbing at all, but like walking on a plateau. The mountain is too huge.

The huge boulders on the mountain lay across, forming a strange landscape, but this is not a pure land, with a band of black mist enveloping, the whole world is very dim, and huge bones can be seen from time to time, all left by ancient geniuses after their death.

This small world is opened every hundreds of years, and it is unknown how many young heroes have been buried here.

"Yeah, this is Jubi, but it's a pity that the original rune bone was picked up long ago." Yang Yu looked around and continued to move forward.

Nine-headed bird, Jiaotu, Qiongqi and other ancient spirits have everything they need. Walking along the way, he found all kinds of bones, all of which were as hard as iron stones.

This is the accumulation of long years, the "precipitation" from ancient times to the present.

The mountain was very dim, and the fog became thicker as you walked upwards, Yang Yu was cautious, because the mountain was very dangerous. From the bones, you can see that too many powerful creatures died in the past.

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