Chapter 868 Heaven, Earth, What Kind of Cow Is This?

The old village chief kept making mysterious seals to seal Yang Shou'an.

The stone pot vibrated and emitted divine light, making it impossible for Yang Shou'an to escape.

The stone pot is an ancient artifact passed down by the Qinglin tribe. In the distant past, it has been used to refine countless evil spirits and has a wonderful power of suppressing.

Yang Shou'an roared, and the cow's braying shook the sky, but he still couldn't break out of the stone pot.

The old village chief had a stern look in his eyes, and while making the seal, he cursed: "What a dead cow like a dog, I don't believe I can't refine you today!"

"I will definitely take the divine liquid, the great medicine of the Bull Demon from the ancient times!"

"Lid, lift-"

He shouted loudly, and the pot lid flew up from the ground, then covered the stone pot, and at the same time smashed Yang Shou'an into the pot.

Under the stone pot, the divine fire surged into the sky, and the cooking began again.

The old village chief looked at the group of headless tribesmen beside him. He felt uncomfortable and felt particularly guilty.

Qingyuan came over and said with a solemn expression: "I just checked and found that there is a mysterious force in the neck injuries of the tribesmen that hinders the regeneration of their flesh and blood, so they cannot grow their heads again."

The old village chief frowned when he heard this and thought carefully for a moment. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his expression changed drastically.

The old priest of the Black Scale Tribe, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, sighed weakly from his abdomen: "Hey! This is the power of the ancestor of mutant monsters!"

"The big buffalo monster was thrown into the stone pot. It didn't die. Instead, it ate the liquid made from the flesh and blood of the ancestor of mutant monsters, and gained the mysterious power of the ancestor of mutant monsters."

"We worked so hard to refine the magic medicine, but we actually made a big buffalo monster! It's... what a crime!"

The old priest of the Black Scale Tribe could not describe the depression and heartache in his chest. He could only describe it as "sinful".

"Also, why not kill the cow first, chop it into pieces of meat, and then boil the medicine? This way, such an incident will not happen."

After hearing this, the old village chief shook his head and sighed: "Old man, you don't know something. This stone pot of our Qinglin tribe has the power of obliteration, which can kill everything."

"In the past, no matter what kind of evil thing it was, as long as it got into the pot, it would die. I didn't expect that there would be an accident today..."

Having said this, the old village chief felt guilty.

He comforted him: "But don't worry, old man, the big buffalo monster is now in the pot. Give me time, and I will be able to boil it to a pulp and turn it into a masterpiece of magic medicine."

As he was talking, he saw that the granulation on the old priest's neck was commotion and a little messy, so he helped smooth it out.

The old priest sighed: "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to wait for that day, cough cough cough..."

As he spoke, there was another violent cough in the chest, making a sound of "die, die, die", and blood sprayed out from the blood vessels in his neck like a small fountain.

Heizi hurriedly picked up the medicine bottle and poured some medicine into the throat of the old priest's neck.

But this time, it wasn't of much use. The old priest's aura plummeted and became dispirited.

Heizi said solemnly: "We must boil this big buffalo monster into a great medicinal liquid, otherwise, the old priest will not be able to hold on any longer."

The old village chief nodded and said seriously: "Don't worry, this time I will activate the seal of the stone pot and use the sacred fire sealed by the ancestors to refine this big buffalo monster."

As he spoke, he squatted down, patted the shoulder of the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe, and said, "Old man, hold on for three more days!"

"In three days, I promise that you and everyone else will drink the divine medicine liquid!"

The old priest of the Black Scale Tribe said weakly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Heizi also bowed his hand to the old village chief with a serious look on his face and said, "Senior, I'm begging you!"

The old village chief nodded and waved to Qingyuan in the distance, asking him to bring several young masters from the Qinglin tribe to cooperate with him in activating the seal of the stone pot.

"In the stone pot, there is the Great Dao Divine Fire in the seal of our ancestors of the Qinglin Tribe. It can burn everything. You help me to unlock the seal and refine the big buffalo monster."

The old village chief said, and the Qingyuan people stood in several positions as instructed.

Immediately, everyone quickly took action, tapping the stone pot with a special rhythm, and cooperated with the old village chief to perform various mysterious seals, causing the stone pot to ripple.

In the stone pot.

Yang Shouan looked up and found that the endless divine fire fell and surrounded him.

These divine fires, with the sound of Taoism, are very terrifying, burning and smelting Yang Shou'an directly from the inside of his body.

"The Great Dao Divine Fire?!"

Yang Shouan was shocked.

At this moment.

The copper pea body protection magic given by his ancestors took effect and protected Yang Shou'an. Yang Shou'an felt no pain, but the divine fire was still burning and smelting his body.

"If it weren't for the body-protecting magic given by our ancestors, I would have died countless times, hey!"

Yang Shouan sighed.

"Hu~hu~"

The divine fire of the great avenue fell, like a rolling fire from the sky, ignoring the scales of the body, burning and melting Yang Shou'an from every inch and every trace of flesh and blood.

This situation is like refining the monkey in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace.

the difference is.

The divine fire of the great avenue is much stronger than the flame of Taishang Laojun, and cannot be compared to the same.

As for the powerful tribesmen standing outside, Taishang Laojun, who can beat any one of them, doubts his life.

The force values ​​are different.

time flies.

The divine fire of the avenue continues to melt Yang Shouan.

Yang Shou'an's flesh and blood became tighter and denser, like being cast by divine iron, emitting bright light, and the purple-gold scales were noble and majestic.

Especially the eyes, stimulated by the Great Dao Divine Fire, began to undergo wonderful changes.

In the eye sockets, flames were burning. The originally scarlet eyes were even redder now, with a cluster of flames beating in the pupils.

Fiery red.

His vision became stronger and clearer. He could vaguely see through the stone pot and see the hazy figure outside the stone pot.

"Have the eyes mutated?!"

Yang Shou'an was shocked and suddenly became excited.

He deliberately opened his eyes wide to let more of the divine fire of the great avenue to temper his eyes.

The Tianmen within the body was vibrating even more violently, and it was a sign that the Platinum Tianmen was evolving into a diamond-level Tianmen.

"Now, there is only one opportunity left, and my Tianmen can evolve again!"

Yang Shou'an was looking forward to it.

soon.

Three days passed.

At the Qinglin Tribe's martial arts field, everyone gathered around the stone pot, their expressions excited and expectant, and at the same time, a little nervous.

Everyone looked at the old village chief.

Heizi said: "Senior, can you start the pot?"

Because the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe is dying. Without his head, his breath has been declining, and the fire of life will be extinguished at any time.

The old village chief's eyes flashed and he said loudly: "Open the pot and get ready!"

After the words fell, Qingyuan and several young masters from the Qinglin tribe walked out together.

But just in case, several people did not dare to approach the stone pot. Instead, they cast spells from a distance and cooperated with the old village chief to cook the pot.

"Rumble"

The thick pot lid was heavier than a mountain. After it was moved, there was a "hoo~" sound inside, and a big purple-gold bull's head quickly stretched out, and a cow's cry was heard when it looked up to the sky.

"Moo——"

Everyone around them changed their colors.

"Ah——! How come, this big buffalo monster is not dead yet?!"

"Oh my god, even the divine fire of the avenue can't melt it. What kind of monster is it!!"

The old village chief's expression suddenly turned ugly.

But at this time, Heizi and several members of the Black Scale Tribe behind him exclaimed: "Sacrifice to the Lord, sacrifice to the Lord!"

The old village chief turned his head hurriedly and found that the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe, his fire of life was quickly extinguished, his body was filled with deathly aura, and he was about to die completely.

His life span had long since dried up, and he was holding on for a breath, waiting for the divine liquid of the ultimate medicine to come out of the pot to extend his life.

As a result, the peerless medicine divine liquid did not wait, but instead put his head into it, and he was seriously injured. Now that he saw that the big buffalo monster had not been refined, he felt extremely desperate and immediately showed signs of death.

The old village chief stepped forward, shot out a stream of divine light from the palm of his hand, and slapped the old priest on the back. At the same time, he transferred his few life energy to the old priest.

"Old man, hold on, I will definitely refine this big buffalo monster and let you drink the divine medicine liquid!"

The old village chief promised with tears in his eyes.

The old priest made a weak sound from his abdomen: "I... I can't survive anymore. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anymore... I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this beef..."

"No! You have to believe me, old man, you have to believe me, hold on, the stone pot still has the last seal, which contains the power of our ancestors of the Qinglin tribe."

The old village chief said, and revealed in an excited voice: "The ancestor of our Qinglin tribe was a powerful person from the King-level Tianmen. He sealed a trace of the power of the King-level Tianmen in the stone pot. With such power, You can definitely refine this big buffalo monster!"

When these words came out, not only the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe was shocked, but Heizi and others were also stunned on the ground.

The king-level Tianmen, such a being, was once the ancestor of the Qinglin tribe! !

They couldn't imagine how such a powerful person fell back then.

And the Qinglin tribe was so beautiful and prosperous countless years ago.

The old priest of the Black Scale Tribe seemed to have come back to his senses, and his voice suddenly became excited and powerful, saying: "Okay, okay, very good, then I will continue to hold on and wait to drink the peerless medicine divine liquid!"

"The power of a king-level Tianmen expert can definitely refine this big buffalo monster!!"

"It's just that such power is really too wasteful to use to refine the great buffalo monster of an ancient prehistoric bull demon. Even if it is used to refine the flesh and blood of real dragons and phoenixes, it is more than enough."

The old priest felt a little pity.

The old village chief also felt distressed for a while, but when he turned his head, he saw the purple-gold head of the big buffalo monster protruding from the stone pot, and he became angry.

At the same time, I have some inexplicable expectations in my heart. This big bison monster is so difficult to refine, and I am afraid that the bloodline level is so high that it is unimaginable.

"What kind of cow is it?!"

"Could it be an innate sacred cow?!"

The old village chief's imagination was wide open and he made bold guesses, and he became excited again.

Regardless of whether this cow is an innate sacred cow or not, its ability to survive the refining of the Great Dao Divine Fire is definitely not an ordinary cow.

Then, the ultimate medicine and divine liquid finally refined from this sacred cow may exceed everyone's expectations.