Chapter 221: Harvest

In the field, the desolate clan gradually showed that they were not supported, although these remnant souls had long ceased to exist and evolved into creatures, but the pure yuan skills and supernatural powers of the battle consciousness and the cultivation before their lives were still perfectly retained, and the supernatural secret skills from the ancient giant force Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Palace were enough to make these barbarians of the desolate clan difficult to resist.

"Sacrifice the soul of the natal beast." Long Zhanfeng shouted, crossed his hands and sealed, and on his head, a male lion nearly ten zhang in size suddenly appeared, with scorching flames rising up and down his body.

"The Ancient Beast Flame Lion?" Yu Yang thought of the origin of his Yan Lion Battle Platform, and a monstrous wave turned in his heart, this thing, adulthood is a giant-like existence, this kind of beast soul can even be captured by the other party, the strength of this desolate clan can be seen.

"Roaring ......" Sure enough, with the appearance of the flame lion beast soul, the vitality cultivation of Long Zhanfeng's body skyrocketed three times in an instant, and it actually suppressed the golden dragon disciple instead, and even relied on the endless physical attacks to defeat the other party.

"It's a pity that my Absolute Sword Sect doesn't have a Spirit King cultivator, otherwise, I only need a secret technique to attack the Yuan Sense, and interrupt the cultivation increase brought by the beast soul to the dragon battle wind, and I can easily defeat him who has suffered a great loss in strength after the cultivation surge." Tianjue sighed, the dragon battle wind at this moment has the combat power to rival the monk of the Titled Yuan King Realm, even if he is in his heyday, he is not his opponent, except for the sword intent of that seal, he has no capital to compete with such a monk.

"Attack the secret art of the Yuan Sense?" Yu Yang's mind moved, and the spiritual thoughts poured out wildly, overwhelmingly pressing towards the dragon battle wind, forming a scorching firebird with wings ready to fly in the air, screaming, and directly pounced on the flame lion beast soul.

"Roaring ......" The flame lion beast soul was severely injured by the sneak attack, and the screaming soul dissipated into the air, turning into countless points of light and submerging into Long Zhanfeng's mind.

"Ah......" Long Zhanfeng screamed, his face pale and spit out a mouthful of blood, the soul of the natal beast was injured, and the backlash he received was not small.

"Bang" and in front of him, the attack of the golden dragon disciple arrived, and a black spear pierced his chest like lightning, provoking his figure, and the other hand poked out like thunder, directly taking off the head of Long Zhanfeng.

The "snap" head was crushed in the palm of the golden dragon disciple's hand, and the yuan consciousness inside turned into a golden light and wanted to quickly escape, but the spear in the golden dragon disciple's hand flickered, and it was directly wrapped around it, and the scream turned into a ray of black light, attached to the black gun.

"Hmph, vulnerable." The Golden Dragon disciple had a sense of self, and after defeating a strong enemy, he sneered and looked at the headless corpse.

However, in the next moment, the back of his heart was cut open by a short blade, and he pulled it violently, directly cutting his entire body in half.

On the ground of "Huhu", the body that was divided into two halves was still squirming, wanting to recover quickly, however, a majestic spiritual thought attacked, accompanied by a monstrous sword intent, and it was actually directly killing the remnant souls of the golden dragon disciples on the ground.

"A silver dragon order, a gold dragon order, tsk." Yu Yangle appeared in shape, not far away, and happened to be seen by the concerned Tianjue.

"Is it him?" Tianjue's eyes were full of doubts, how did the Qinghuang Pill of the Blood Moon Dynasty, with which he had a life-and-death grudge, get into Yu Yang's hands? Could it be that the bloody war king who was fierce before, and wanted to seek revenge against him had already encountered an accident? Seeing Yu Yang drive the wolf, and finally the fatal blow of the yellow finch in the back, directly killing the two king-level combat powers, there was a chill in his heart, this guy is really ridiculously strong, even if it is the king-level combat power, he was killed by him at will.

The children of the Desolate Clan, who were at war with the remnant soul, saw that Long Zhanfeng was killed on the spot, and they all erupted in anger and looked towards Yu Yang.

The next moment, the remaining dozen or so children of the Desolate Clan quickly retreated, stretching their bows and arrows in their footsteps, and aiming at Yu Yang one after another.

"Qionghua Biluo" A soft shout sounded behind everyone, and a bright sword shadow dragged down with a strong light nearly ten zhang long, directly killing seven people on the spot, and the rest of them were thrown out one after another, and they were already heavily injured when they landed.

"Click" The two shadows fell to the ground at the same time, Luo Qionghua and Ye Xiuqin looked at the children of the desolate clan in the field coldly, their eyes glanced at the headless corpse, and their complexion only improved a little.

"If you dare to attack and kill my Young Master Long of the Gale Tribe, you should die, my Gale Tribe will definitely not let you go easily, and your sect will also suffer a great disaster." Among the children of the desolate tribe who fell to the ground, some opened their mouths and shouted.

"The Golden Twins? It's all been slaughtered by Ben Shao, and there is not necessarily anything, it's amazing. Yu Yang casually untied the ropes on the two groups of people present, and Tianjue quickly took action, which had already dissolved the Yuan Force imprisonment on their bodies.

Dozens of Yuan King Realm combat power appeared, and during the conversation, they had already blocked those remnant souls on their own.

"Qiang" A sword light fell, and the heads of the three desolate clan disciples fell to the ground on the spot, and when they rolled down, they were even more blown to pieces, and the remaining Yuan Consciousness inside was also annihilated.

Yu Yang glanced at Luo Qionghua with a smile, this woman was showing that she was in the same boat as herself.

Behind him, a sword light fell again, killing the last two desolate clan disciples on the spot, Yu Yang looked back, but it was the arrogant figure of Tianjue.

"What should you not offend the wilderness tribe in the mountains? Dare to take action to capture my human race Tianjiao and kill our sect disciples, it is not to die. Tianjie shouted sharply.

"Hey" Yu Yang grinned and glanced at him, this guy has a good temperament. After pulling him into the water, the Luoying Sword Sect and the Absolute Sword Sect were two top first-class forces, and they were all sword cultivation sects that had been inherited for thousands of years.

"Thank you Brother Yu for coming to the rescue, today's kindness will be reciprocated in the next day."

"It's okay, let's deal with these remnants first." Yu Yang looked at the figures of the dozens of remnant souls in the field with burning eyes, and the three of them with the strongest aura suddenly broke out of the encirclement and rushed in the direction where they were.

"Yu Yang, Miss Luo, one for each person, how is it?" Seeing clearly that there were three Silver Dragon disciples rushing towards him, Tianjue suddenly spoke.

"Whoever grabs it first counts." Silver Dragon Disciple Token, that is a necessary thing in exchange for the Tianhuo Sword, Yu Yangyan can let it go, his body flickered, and he came to the front of the three figures at the moment of opening, and the strong Running Thunder Sword Intent broke out first, and a sword wrapped the surrounding area of several zhang square, and the thunder roared down that day, except for a big pit on the ground, it was difficult to see Yu Yang's figure.

"So fast?" Tian Jue exclaimed in surprise and sensed that the aura of this silver dragon disciple dissipated instantly, and in a moment of dull eyes, Yu Yang's figure appeared on the side of the remaining two people again, and several lightning-like exchanges, one after another, the vertical and horizontal sword intent shot through the two figures at the same time, looking at the three silver dragon orders hanging in front of him, apart from a bitter smile, what else could Tian Jue express?

"One piece of the Blood Battle King, two pieces of Tiger Roaring Cloud and Dragon Battle Wind, there are three pieces here, tsk, it's enough." Yu Yang only took out five silver dragon orders, and the images of a large number of treasures flashed through his mind like lightning, directly locking on to a long sword with colorful streamers on it.

"Qiang" A streamer of light fell from the sky at the moment when the five silver dragon orders disappeared in Yu Yang's hand, and fell directly in front of him.

The sheathed multicolored streamer rotated the sword body, Yu Yang stretched out his hand and pulled it out, and a sharp sword intent surged towards him, and a cloud of black gas wrapped around it was also instantly detected by Yu Yang.

"I'll go into retreat." Yu Yang glanced at Luo Qionghua and rushed directly towards the cave where he was before.

"Tsk, look away, this thing, in its heyday, is at least a top-grade holy soldier, do you know that even if you are in the Yuanchen Sect, the strongest weapon on the bright side is just the treasure of the Zhenzong, that is no more than an ordinary sacrificial judicial weapon-level treasure, a high-grade holy soldier, it only needs one blow to be annihilated, and if you kid can refine this sword, this seat will pass on your Zichen Imperial Sword Technique, your combat power, even if it is a frontal force to carry the king level, it can not be inferior." In the dantian, the thunder and lightning clouds tumbled for a while, and the voices inside were even more smiling.

"Less nonsense, how to get rid of the black gas on this?" Yu Yang's figure fell into the cave, quickly laid out some formations to cover up, and fell into the cave and sat down.

"Don't worry, when I opened up the wooden box world before, I took some tree fruits from the old locust tree, and now I only need to take a few wisps of natal wood source qi from its body, and I can clear it."

"That's the Origin Qi that people have cultivated for millions of years, the key to stable cultivation, is it possible?" Yu Yang was puzzled.

"So, you have to figure it out by yourself, the previous favor was not small, but I can't go to it anymore to ask for it."

"Do you want me to owe favors?" Yu Yang's face is full of black lines, this guy is unreliable when it comes to the critical moment.

"It's naturally good to catch up with these old guys, the cultivation of the Heavenly Locust Tree Ancestor, even in this huge wasteland, there are few people who can match it."

"Okay." Yu Yang nodded silently, and with a flicker, he disappeared into the wooden box world, leaving a speck of dust in place, which fell into the dirt inconspicuously and disappeared without a trace.

"Stinky boy, this seat is for your own good, the old locust tree, the old poison, the black-haired bird, and the remnant soul of the Cold Sky Holy Monarch are all amazing characters, if you can get their favor and get their approval, it will naturally be of great benefit to your future practice, the road of cultivation, there are countless twists and turns, how to ensure that you can fight with your peers every time, it depends on the background behind you."

"And the real great sect Tianjiao, as soon as he was born, he has his own protector by his side, your foundation is too thin, if you want to become a talent quickly, behind you, you have to have someone to shelter you from the wind and rain, this broken body is already precarious, that old man Liu, it is still almost, these old guys, can barely make up the number." The voice in the thunder cloud wandered alone, lonely and helpless.