When Fu Shiyi thought that the ancestor Tongsheng and others were about to win, he saw the green light of the bull horns in the wilderness ridge, and the green flames emerged, no less than dozens of them, whistling from all directions with the momentum of encirclement and suppression.

Twelve golden elixir souls emerged.

They must do their best to have a bunch of green flames.

Now it is forty or fifty groups.

They could not resist it. They had the idea of ​​escaping one by one, and the chanting sounds were paused. The original half of the notes condensed in the air were paused, and the Dharma image also showed signs of disintegration.

Critical moments.

The ancestor Tong Sheng slapped the storage bag in pain, and a fragment of the spiritual treasure appeared, and turned into a five-colored Tianluo umbrella. The Tianluo umbrella dripped and blocked Qingyan.

but.

The already broken Tianluo umbrella is even more broken.

"Concentrate"

"Otherwise, everyone will die!"

The ancestor Tongsheng shouted loudly, and the rolling sound waves made the twelve golden elixirs come to their senses, dispelled the idea of ​​escaping, and focused on it with the momentum of burning the boat, and sang it quickly. The condensed notes began to condense again.

"Moo"

The wild ridge bull obviously didn't expect the other party to have a spiritual treasure.

Its horns of cows have already shrunk.

Obviously.

Qingyan is not endless either.

"Moo"

The wild ridge bull spread its hooves and started running. It seemed slow, but in fact it arrived in a moment. The horns of the bull were like a spiral drill, drilling a hole into the protective cover of the Tianluo umbrella.

immediately.

Its black light lingers.

It turned into a wisp of blue smoke and rushed into the drill hole.

"ah!!"

suddenly.

A shrill scream came out.

But see.

The four hooves of the barren gully bulls were waving only afterimages, and the twelve golden elixirs were kicked into the air like rags, and then they exploded with a "bang". Without exception, the golden elixir and their bodies turned into a ball of meat, sprinkled onto many stone statues like sauce.

"Boom"

The Dharma image that was hundreds of feet high also fell down with a bang.

but.

The note has condensed.

A whistling sound.

The ox roared past the deserted ridge who wanted to escape back to the sacrifice hall.

The wild ridge bull's eyes widened.

"puff"

It's like a balloon being pierced.

The huge body of the Huangling Guniu shrank little by little, and finally turned into a talisman paper and fell down lightly.

"A bad beast!!"

A voice with grief sounded.

Among the pile of stone statues.

at this time.

A staggering figure crawled out.

It was at the critical moment that the ancestor Tongsheng, who had given up his body, felt a sudden heartbroken feeling:

"A bad beast!!"

The ancestor Tongsheng scolded twice again.

Twelve Golden Pills.

Included are two fake infant monks.

They are all the mainstays of the Xiao Zhang family.

Even if he seizes the treasure, he still has to find a suitable body to seize the body. When he recovers to his current cultivation level, it will take at least one or two hundred years. Their Xiao Zhang family may be submerged in the long river of history.

and.

Before this, he had to escape from the secret realm safely.

There are too many cruelty and variables in the world of cultivation.

The ancestor Tongsheng sighed silently, and made gestures with both hands. In an instant, a series of inspiration flashed, collecting the thirteen storage bags that had fallen.

Looking at these blood-stained storage bags

The ancestor Tongsheng's eyes turned red.

His body floated upwards.
Chapter completed!