The old ghost shivered a few times, cried and said, "Little...master, I can't swallow it. Its bone seal condenses the fate of a country of "Jiao Shen Kingdom". It is comparable to a semi-saint's method. If you have to bite it, I'm worried that it will burst."

I'll go...

Do you have tooth? Where do you worry?

After hearing the old ghost's words, Ye Xiu was speechless, frowned slightly, and did not care about its little thoughts. His eyes slightly condensed. The Ghost Emperor Axe in his hand burst out again with dozens of axes, slashing on the bone mark, making a series of dull sounds of "bang", "bang", "bang". Although he had long guessed that this loach was difficult to deal with, he did not expect that it would be so difficult.

It brings together the fate of a country.

The material itself is the corpse of the ancestor of the "Jiao Clan". It has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years. It is so strong that even my witch body cannot be shaken at all, let alone break it. It is only natural that the defective Ghost Emperor Mirror cannot do anything to it. After all, regardless of the bones of the old dragon, just luck is enough to make people scared.

How many tribesmen are there in Jiao Shen Kingdom?

A great power of "princes".

No million!

At least there are eight or nine hundred thousand. What is luck? It is the luck of a country. With so many tribesmen, one person can contribute to one's contribution, and it is possible that even the treasures of semi-saints are just like this.

"Gu thought that no matter how capable you are, it seemed that you were just a little more than a lie..." Jiao Kuang sneered a few times, and when he saw the other party's Ghost Emperor Axe, he could not shake his bone mark at all. The expression on its face became more relaxed. The dragon's body swung a few times, and the evil aura in his eyes suddenly increased several times. In an instant, it turned into defense to attack. He sang the bone mark and smashed it hard at Ye Xiu: "Ha, apart from this broken axe, do you have no other means? That's fine, so let you see Gu's ability."

"The will of the dragon clans gather together."

Buzz, Buzz...

Jiao Kuang roared lowly, and the evil spirit penetrated his body and became more and more cruel. His eyes were red. The bone marks that had already circled on Ye Xiu's head. After trembling a few times, they also surged, as if an invisible force was pouring in.

Countless dragon clans.

It roared in the bone seal, making a sound of "kill", "kill", and "kill". At this moment, the land of several kilometers seemed to be imprisoned by the bone seal, and its power was astonishingly great. Countless monsters were running around and fleeing.

"This breath can be comparable to the half-saint..." Kui Baye swallowed his saliva with a 'gulp' and murmured with horror on his face.

"Well, it's almost done. It's worthy of being the treasure of the Jiao Shen Kingdom. It condenses the imperial seal of the country's fortune. Just in terms of its power, no one dares to resist it. No wonder so many demon clans would rather give up the extremely comfortable caves and learn from the human race to build a country. This imperial seal alone is enough to tell everything." Xiang Yi also had a feeling on his face, and his mind was floating. The establishment of a country is not a joke. If he can't play around, he may cause his own clan fortune to collapse. It can be said that he would not lose rice if he steals a chicken.

Therefore, in Xihe Niuzhou, there are many demon clans who built the country, but few ancient clans like Kui Niu and Zhuque dare to be involved in it. Establishing a country is not just a flag...

There are many things involved, and they are self-contained. The ancient Xiang tribe tried to get along with the "Sheng Tang" to learn such things. After all, it is related to the fortune of a clan. Unless you are more than 70% sure, no one dares to try it easily.

"Boom!"

I saw the bone marks crushed.

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, his expression was calm, and there was no sign of fear. The witch soul started to buzz. With his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that the Jiao Kuang now has only the cultivation level of the Tribulation Period. There is no possibility of controlling the strength of the semi-saint. If it were the Dragon Demon King, it would be almost the same. The power of the bone seal would be comparable to that of the true immortal at most. It was nothing more than the strength of the semi-saint treasure.

This little power makes you want to severely damage his witch body?

It's simply a fantasy!

"Can't swallow it? Then use your bad luck to pollute it." Ye Xiu hummed, and glanced at the Ghost Emperor Mirror with a deep face, and said lightly: "I want to take a look today. If these lucks are contaminated with your bad luck, will there be danger of destruction of the country and the clan be destroyed."

"Bang!"

Before the Ghost King Mirror agreed, Ye Xiu did not dare to hesitate, so he raised his hand and punched him.

The fist force swept.

With a dull "boom", he was knocked back hundreds of meters on the spot, and his arms also had a brief numbness. He had a little more understanding of the power of the bone seal, which should be equivalent to a full-strength attack in the middle stage of the True Immortal.

"Have you overflowed the bad luck?" Seeing that it was not speaking for a long time, Ye Xiu's face suddenly became cold.

The body of the Ghost Emperor Mirror contains tremendous bad luck.

He had already known this as early as Gong Luan. After all, it was almost impossible to hide secrets under the spy of the witch soul. These dirty bad luck are also the key to the Ghost Emperor Mirror being able to severely damage the soul.

"Pollut it? I'll try..." The old face that appeared on the Ghost Emperor Axe looked at Ye Xiu pitifully and said, "Little Master, if you want to pollute such a big thing, it will cost a lot. You... also know that bad luck is my basis. If the loss is too great, I may die at any time."

"You swallowed the Demon Sphur, you should have gained a lot of benefits." Ye Xiu asked with a cold face, knocking his eyes.

The old ghost said a few times, but didn't say anything.

Want the horse to run...

I have to give it some grass.

This is what it has learned from the human race. It is okay to contribute, but you can't let me contribute in vain.

"As long as you can pollute it, the ancient holy wheel in the Hanging Temple will be given to you." Ye Xiu said in a hurry.

"Little master, are you serious?"

Swish!

When he heard the words "Ancient Holy Wheel", the old ghost was immediately excited and his eyes were full of green light.

That thing is a treasure from the same era!

It's still the treasure of a temple, and even Kui Baye's guy might not be able to get it...

"Why, do you think I'm joking?" Ye Xiu had a cold face. Seeing the bone marks hit again, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to this ghost again, but said with a blank expression: "If I were you, I would first think about how to pollute that thing. If I can't even do such a simple thing, what's the use of me to keep you here."

"Little Master, do it." The old ghost screamed, "Ao" and "Ao" and was no less excited than the four happy events in life. When he heard its words "Ao", Ye Xiu no longer hesitated. Before the bone seal was crushed, he sacrificed the Ghost Emperor Mirror that turned into an axe and greeted him: "Broken it to me."
Chapter completed!