Lin Yu followed the remnants of the breath of the Bloodhorn Ox and walked all the way.

He wandered all the way, and finally changed almost eight directions, and then stopped, and walked in one direction.

However, even so, when he finally arrived at a critical place, it seemed that the person leading the way was still not at ease, and changed directions several times in a row.

In this way, I kept turning the direction all the way, and I don't know how many thousands of miles of space I have traversed.

However, when he arrived at a 'mosquito-shaped' island, suddenly, the pale red liquid in Lin Yu's hand evaporated rapidly, and finally, all the pale red liquid disappeared.

All of a sudden, Lin Yu had no way to grasp the whereabouts of the Bloodhorn Ox.

"That old cow has probably been wiped out, and even its breath has been covered."

"It's so cruel to his subordinates, and it's really a big thing."

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At this time, under the 'mosquito-shaped' island, the mutilated Bloodhorn Ox had returned to normal, but it was a third smaller than before, and its face was a little unsightly.

Behind it, standing is a faceless boy dressed in a golden Buddha robe.

In front of the Bloodhorn Cow and the Phaseless Boy, there was a transparent film, and on the side of the film, there was a huge blood-colored tentacle touching the transparent film, but whenever the blood-colored tentacles stretched out, purple lightning suddenly flashed on the film.

"Ah!!h The blood-colored tentacles shrank back suddenly, and then let out a terrible scream from his mouth.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder, damn Golden Eagle, actually laid Zixiao Divine Thunder for Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu can rush out, I must wipe out all the winged things in the world, I want to kill them all, kill them all, ahhhhh——————h

There was an earth-shattering roar from the blood-colored tentacles, with extreme cruelty and distortion in the voice.

The Phaseless Boy glanced at the presence of blood-colored tentacles on the other side of the membrane with disdain, but then, his head hung down imperceptibly, and he said to the blood-colored tentacles in a low voice: "Lord, the blood-horned cow has been brought." ”

"Did the relics of the kings also bring ????" A voice on the other side of the film said unconcernedly.

"It's been brought." At this time, the Bloodhorn Ox spoke first.

"Okay, it's done, it's all the king's relics of all the ten soul beasts that have been brought over??" The anger of the blood-colored tentacles seemed to have subsided, and there was no longer any anxiety in his tone.

"This ............," Bloodhorn Bull's tone suddenly began to hesitate.

"The little ones should be damned, the little ones should be damned." All of a sudden, the Blood-Horned Ox, which had always been a winning staker and always a high one, suddenly began to 'weep bitterly', and it began to explain why it had not brought all the kings' relics with it.

"Useless waste, such a trivial thing can't be done, it's in vain that I've worked so hard to cultivate you for so many years." The blood-colored tentacles scolded, it didn't seem to have the consciousness of a peerless master at all.

"Back then, you were just a calf in the Sea of Ten Thousand Souls, if I hadn't worked hard to pass on the soul power to you through the 'film', you wouldn't have known how many times you would have died."

"For today's plan, Lao Tzu stole a trace of the aura of the 'Tianyuan Divine Pill' and gave it to you, so that your wisdom will be opened and your longevity will last forever, but you will repay me like this??? Give me eight relics of the kings?? ”

The blood-colored tentacles looked a little out of anger, and roared loudly.

"The subordinates should be damned, they wasted the Lord's cultivation grace, I hope the Lord will give the subordinates another chance, and the subordinates will definitely be able to get back the remaining treasures of the kings." The Bloodhorn Ox knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to apologize.

"No need, just leave this matter to the phaseless boy."

The blood-colored tentacles seemed to calm down again all of a sudden, and said very indifferently.

And the bloodhorned ox's face became extremely ugly in an instant.

With what it has known about the Scarlet Tentacles for tens of thousands of years, if it's still angry, it's a sign that you still have a little bit of use, and if it's starting to calm down, it's a terrible problem.

A look of fear flashed in the eyes of the Bloodhorn Bull, and then, I saw its fierce gaze, and then its body suddenly turned into a blood light and fled towards the space next to it.

"If you want to go, you can leave me with your bloody horns." The voice of the blood-colored tentacles became even more indifferent, and the joy could not be heard at all, but the blood-horned cow seemed to be even more frightened, and it desperately flew towards the door of this space.

The doorway out of this small space is just ahead, and hope is ahead.

The Bloodhorn Ox has come to the side of the doorway, and it is about to pass through it.

However, all of a sudden, a thin breeze blew in the space.

After the Bloodhorn Bull sensed this breath, his body suddenly stiffened.

Whoosh!!

Then, I saw that the relics of the eight kings collected by the Bloodhorn Cow were all gathered together at this moment, and these relics were absorbed in the direction of the membrane, forming the shape of a mosquito.

This mosquito has legs, wings, and a body, but it has no nose, no legs, and no teeth.

The Bloodhorn Ox's originally stiffened body suddenly relaxed, and its soul body dissipated directly into the void like a puff of green smoke, while its remaining horn suddenly accelerated, flying towards the mosquito formed by the combination of the Eight Kings' Relic Treasures, and landed right on the nose of the 'mosquito'.

All of a sudden, the mosquito's nose also has it.

"Useless waste, there are still two kings' relics missing, what's the use of me cultivating you for so many years?" The blood-colored tentacles scolded.

The existence of the film seems to be very angry, even if it is a faceless boy, although he despises it, he has to serve carefully, for fear that there will be a mistake.

"Phaseless boy, go and help me make up the remaining two treasures of the kings." After the rage, the blood-colored tentacles said indifferently to the faceless boy.

"Yes, Lord." The faceless boy agreed without hesitation.

However, he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

He looked slightly embarrassed.

"But my lord, now that the Golden Thread Immortal Gu and Lin Xiaogui have the strength of the late Yuan Infant stage, I'm afraid there is no way to snatch the relics of the kings from them."

"It doesn't matter if your subordinates die, but if you delay the time for the Lord to come over, it will really be a hundred deaths."