Chapter 1130 Fen Treasure Cliff [Two]

"Amitabha, the poor monk is surprised by the bones of several donors. He must be a Taoist genius. The poor monk has a few powerful bones here, and only needs a true blood exchange..."

A few days later, Yang Yu encountered three blood-devouring demon wolves, an extremely murderous immemorial relic. With a happy expression on his face, he chased after him and asked.

The blood-devouring devil wolf is a bloodthirsty ancient relic. Within their territory, there are almost no living creatures. The human tribe will not build a city where there is a blood-devouring devil wolf within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Otherwise, it will definitely be a small fight in ten days, and a big fight in a hundred days. The blood-devouring devil wolf is eager to kill in his bones.

Now, disturbed by Yang Yu, the three blood-devouring devil wolves brothers immediately killed Yang Yu with awe.

"Fuck, the poor monk is just a salesman, are the three donors too much?"

Yang Yu was taken aback, he didn't expect these three immemorial relics to be so cold and severe, unlike other immemorial relics who had to pretend first...

"die!"

The two Taikoo relics rushed out and attacked Yang Yu, and the three murderers joined forces to prepare for a one-hit kill.

"Amitabha, since the three benefactors have killed so much, the poor monk can only do justice for the heavens."

Yang Yu grinned, unexpectedly attacking more terribly than the two blood-devouring wolves, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand was golden light.

After half an hour, Yang Yu stopped, and a thunderstorm swirled above the demon-subduing pestle, cleaning up the blood on it. The three blood-devouring demon wolves on the ground had their heads exploded, and were hammered by the demon-subduing pestle... …

Yang Yu hummed a little song, and began to clean up the body of the demon wolf, put the ancient cauldron on the shelf, and cook it directly.

The fragrance is overflowing, drifting into the distance.

However, the immemorial relics who smelled this fragrance all fought a cold war, and they all started to flee until the fragrance could no longer be smelled.

The aroma is too frequent these days, making these ancient relics tremble with fear.

"The exploration here is almost finished. The ancient relics are now gone. It's really hard to find. Let's change places."

The blood-devouring wolf was eaten cleanly by Yang Yu, and Yang Yu frowned slightly.

These days, the ancient relics are very vigilant. If they encounter two legs, they will directly control the Noble Phantasm to escape. Yang Yu wants to kill one, but it is too troublesome. Kind of, Yang Yu might be starving now.

Helpless, Yang Yu could only unfold the Kunpeng Baoyi and rise directly into the sky. In order to hide his identity, Yang Yu also specially changed the color of the Kunpeng Baoyi, turning it into a more dazzling glazed gold. It cooperates with the demon-destroying pestle and Kunpeng fist. Like a golden arhat who subdues demons and slays demons.

Because of this, everyone in Baiduan Mountain now knows the name of Yang Yu, the bald devil of Xiaoxitian.

Because the two white jade dragon elephants died too early, Xiaoxitian has no manpower now, and no one can break it down.

Presumably, after leaving Baiduan Mountain, the forces of the dead immemorial relics will go to Xiaoxitian as a guest?

After wandering around again for a few days, Yang Yu just killed an ancient relic, or because someone came to the door himself.

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

After eating a lion, I also harvested a string of Buddhist beads from the current leader of Xiaoxitian.

Yang Yu put it directly on his body, holding the demon pestle in his hand, and salutes with one hand in front of him. He looks like a rich second generation from Xiaoxitian...

Two days later, Yang Yu didn't gain anything, he could only inquire about a place where a heavy treasure was hidden, and then flew away, looking like an eminent monk.

Fen Baoya!

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

An ancient road leads to the mountain, and the bluestone pavement is full of vicissitudes of time. I don't know how many young heroes have walked through it in ancient times, but in the end, the blood stained the magic mountain and never walked down.

Bi Fang, Pixiu, Golden Winged Dapeng, Pu Moshu, etc. are separated on one side, guarding against each other, and all of them have a terrifying breath. They are a group of powerful geniuses that are the most difficult to provoke.

Yang Yu flapped his golden wings and landed from a high altitude, unscrupulously, shouting Amitabha Buddha, accompanied by golden Buddha beads, golden pestle, and he landed extremely domineeringly.

There was no grass on the mountain, and the whole body was gray-brown. Some of the rocks were dark red, like bloodstains. The bluestone steps were very long.

Yang Yu glanced at the beast next to him and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he fortunately held back. After all, it is important to find the Noble Phantasm. These beasts are here, and you can catch them and eat them later.

Beside the road, Bi Fang, Pixiu, Pu Moshu, etc. were all surprised that this little monk didn't even look at them, and just walked over in such a grand manner.

You must know that the creatures who enter the ruins dare to be so distracted, as long as any one of them appears, it will cause fear and must be prepared.

"Unscrupulous." A violent ape said, his eyes cold.

Hearing this, Yang Yu was awakened from his own world. He looked back and said, "What do the gorillas look like? They look so ugly. Hey, are you pure blood?"

The tyrannical ape is a relic of the ancient times, with a tyrannical ethnic group, and its ancestors are known as the god ape. Who dares to call it a gorilla?

It's so outrageous, my nose is almost crooked!

"It's crazy!" An immemorial relic sneered.

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

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

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

It was the first time for Yang Yu to climb such a majestic mountain in a perfect world. It was not like climbing a mountain at all, but walking on a plateau, because the mountain was too huge.

The huge boulders on the mountain form a bizarre landscape, but this is not a pure land. The band-shaped black mist is lingering, and the whole world is very dark. From time to time, you can see huge skeletons, all of which were left after the death of ancient geniuses.

This small world opens every few hundred years, and it is unknown how many young heroes have been buried here since ancient times.

"Yeah, this is Biao, but unfortunately the original rune bone has long been picked up." Yang Yu looked around and continued to walk forward.

Nine-headed birds, Jiaotu, Qiongqi and other ancient spirits have all kinds of bones. Along the way, he found all kinds of bones, all of which are as hard as iron.

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

The mountain is very dark, and the fog gets thicker as you go up. Yang Yu is cautious, because the mountain is very dangerous. You can see from the bones that too many powerful creatures have died in the past.