The Bai Mao Supreme could feel that the huge claws contained the power of rules.

It was a rule he had never seen before, a Tao he had never seen, far beyond his imagination.

It's a pity that he has no choice but to avoid this shocking blow.

Because he was frozen by St. Ruozhi!

It's not that simple to break the ice.

It will take a few breaths to break free with the strength of the whole body.

And the huge paw prints that almost wanted to tear the sky were bombarded in an instant.

"No!"

"I am the supreme of the Demon Domain, eternal and immortal!"

"I will return one day, and no one can escape from the cycle of karma!"

In the midst of exclamation, Doutian second type claw.

Completely shattered him, leaving no remnants of his body, and finally dissipated into ashes.

Ye Kun collapsed and fell on the ice with a snap, shivering with cold.

This move drained his Yuan Dan, and his whole body was extremely weak, and he didn't need the slightest strength, and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Huh... Ha... Hah..."

"Let you be a cow, pretend."

"How can you always win and be undefeated, do your spring and autumn dreams."

Falling on the smooth, cold ice, even if the vegetative man who claimed to be the White Grass Supreme was killed, Ye Kun did not forget to take advantage of it with his mouth.

Saint Ruozhi had already taken the special elixir made by their Holy Family, and although he had not fully recovered, he had no problems with his normal movements.

casually pointed at Ye Kun, and also flicked a pill into it.

"Ye Kun is it?"

"I hope we still have a chance to fight in the future, and you don't want to die in the meantime."

Simply, after saying these two sentences coldly, Saint Ruozhi took steps and left here, this was the first time he had suffered such a loss since he arrived at the fitting realm.

After eating the elixir given by Sheng Ruozhi, Ye Kun's eyes lit up, and the effect was no worse than that given to him by the Fire Skylark, or even stronger.

In a few moments, he was able to sit on the ice and pranayama on his own.

"Bah, what a crow's mouth, Brother Kun, I won't die."

"Thank you."

In the direction of Saint Ruozhi's departure, he thanked him.

"Go inside and see if there's anything good, there's no one anyway, hehehe."

With a grin, Ye Kun had a lewd smile on his face, shrunk into inches, and rushed in, after all, there was not much time left, and he wanted to solve it quickly.

In the valley, there was a dead atmosphere, and there were many strange beasts that had not had time to escape when Lu Qingmiao blew himself up before, and half of their bodies were blown off.

These alien beasts, which could not escape and were blown up, were covered in a thin layer of ice, and they fell on the ice like ice sculptures, just like the art of ice sculptures.

The inside of these ice sculptures is still bright red, and naturally it is the blood of those strange beasts.

There were also many of them, and the killed Ling Feng Sect and the disciples of the Wanhua Sect were all frozen.

The deeper he went, the more strange Ye Kun felt.

In the depths of this valley, there are countless corpses, vast expanse, and the surface of these corpses is covered with a thin layer of frost, and when the sun shines in, it will even shine brightly.

This was already the limit of what St. Ruozhi's extremely cold body could reach, and it could be seen from the thin wisps of ice that shrouded these bones alone.

The deeper it goes, the more solemn and thick the dead air becomes, as if the substance has become a liquid as black as ink.

Densely entangled, Ye Kun moved forward at great speed, his palm like a knife slashing open, all the black liquid that wanted to get close to him.

The deepest part of this valley, he would not leave until he saw it.

A strong curiosity drove him forward.

As he got deeper, the peaks on either side grew closer and closer, and the valley narrowed.

Finally, he reached the deepest part of the valley, and the incomparably thick dead air not only turned into a pitch-black liquid, but also condensed together, puddles on the ground.

Anything that comes in touch with that dark liquid that exudes a dead aura seems to be eaten away and assimilated.

With eyes like swords and eyebrows like peaks, Ye Kun's eyes were full of light, concentrating, avoiding these black liquids, and covering the surface of his skin with a layer of spiritual power, so as not to be contaminated with those black weird liquids.

"What is this!?"

Reaching the end of the valley, he continued to walk, some were just rock walls, and he had reached the end completely.

Beneath the rock wall, there was a jar, the jar was only the size of a fist, more like a jar, but it was indeed a jar, but it was smaller.

The jar was placed at the bottom of the cliff in this way, and a steady stream of black aura emerged, and from time to time black liquid sprayed out.

And Ye Kun also found that the black jar would gradually absorb the pure spiritual power, and when it was absorbed to a certain extent, it would spit out.

Naturally, what it exhaled was the black and inky dead air, and the black liquid.

The surging and diffusing dead air, and the rich liquid with dead air, were more like eroding everything around them, even the mud.

The more it erodes, the brighter and shiny the altar becomes, like a big bald head, even bright enough to reflect light.

Looking at the extremely strange jar, Ye Kun subconsciously took a small step back.

The power exuded by that altar was far beyond his imagination, and it was not even the spiritual power he was familiar with, but more like the mana that Tian Gou had mentioned before!

If this is true, then the altar at least has the strength of the Divine Sea Realm!

Because only the strong people in the Divine Sea Realm have mana, and all the ants under the Divine Sea are just ordinary spiritual power.

I'm obedient, curiosity kills the cat, and Brother Kun goes.

Ye Kun slowly stepped back, and avoided the rich dead air, this jar was so strange that his heart trembled, and he just wanted to stay away from it.

"Xiaoyou, the encounter between you and me is the cause, can you do me a favor, he will pay you back the fruit one day."

Before Ye Kun could take a few steps back, there was a buzzing sound in the jar.

The voice, as if it had spanned countless years, was incomparably vicissitudes, as if it had experienced countless years of precipitation and change, and the loud sound was like lightning and thunder exploding in his ears.

The shock made him dizzy and lightheaded, if he hadn't been tenacious enough, I am afraid that he would not have fainted directly.

Ye Kun's feet shrank into inches and retreated quickly.

He knew that this was a monster that was even more weird and powerful than before, the guy who called himself Bai Mao Supreme.

This moment is not only full of dangers, but may even be a life of death.

The feeling that the jar gave him was irresistible, it seemed to have a supreme power, which made people unable to resist, and even if they resisted, there was only a feeling of a dead end!

"Hey, God is deflationary?"

"Interesting, isn't there a supreme powerhouse in the clan?"

The jar let out a suspicious sound, and then on the way that Ye Kun retreated rapidly, a black wall of dead qi suddenly appeared.

The huge wall, the dead air on it was tumbling and surging, surging like a tidal wave, and there seemed to be countless souls screaming and roaring terriblely, and it seemed that those who were slightly uncertain could easily be dragged away by their souls!

The level of horror can be seen.

"Damn, what the hell do you want?"

Ye Kun stopped abruptly, and almost crashed into the wall of dead air, just afraid that if he was contaminated a little, he would never recover.

This is the most intuitive feeling that this wall of dead air has given him.

Looking at the lonely jar placed in front of the rock wall, Ye Kun's teeth itched with hatred, but his curiosity was too heavy, and he actually encountered this kind of monster.

"I said, you help me, I will pay you back later."

There was an unhurried voice from the altar, and the voice was very calm and calm, as if Ye Kun would definitely agree to him.

Your grandfather, Brother Kun, am I going to be planted here?

Ye Kun took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his emotions.

"You're so much better than me, how can I help you?"

Your grandma's, when I'm a fool? You bastard and pee jar, much better than Brother Kun and me, what can I help you? I can help you with the big-headed ghost, you are very bad by the old altar, believe that you have a ghost.

There was a burst of insults in his heart at the broken jar, of course he wouldn't say it, this jar was obviously stronger than him, if he really dared to open his mouth to force it, I was afraid that he would not be killed by the jar.

It is even possible to be caught in the jar, stuffed in the jar by that guy, and turned into cured meat.

"Yes, I want to ask Xiaoyou to help me get my body back."

As he spoke, the jar turned on its own, revealing the other side of the jar, which was covered with dense cracks, and there was a piece missing in the middle, which was empty.

I could only see a little terrifying black qi swirling there, as if it was plugging the loophole.

Ye Kun was silent, silently looking at the broken parts of the jar.

This jar is extremely strong, far stronger than he imagined, and even more exaggerated, this thing can speak, which is simply beyond his cognition.

"Do you know why this part of me is broken?"

Suddenly, the jar said such a sentence coldly, a headless and brainless word.

"I was beaten."

Ye Kun rolled his eyes, thinking that this question was very unlevel, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, the farther away from this altar the better.

"Oh, how do you know?"

The altar, which had been calm, made a slightly surprised sound.

“.......”

"Brother Tan, are you stupid or am I stupid?"

"You weren't beaten, did you hit it yourself?"

Ye Kun was speechless, he found that this altar was to be described in two words, then it was stupid.

"For many years, no one has dared to talk to me like this, but I have a fate with you and a request for you, so I won't embarrass you."

"If you want to leave, then you have to do me this favor, and if you don't help me, you don't want to leave here."

"I think you understand the outcome of the stalemate, right?"

The jar seemed to hold Ye Kun's life, and after finishing speaking, he didn't speak, silently waiting for his choice.

Ye Kun was so angry, he was actually threatened by an altar like a night pot, and the most hated thing was to be threatened, but now it's good, not only is it not a person who threatens him, but also an altar, this is going to be spread, I'm afraid I will have no face to see people in this life.

gritted his teeth, and finally he compromised, after all, who let him not beat others, oh can't beat a mere jar, it's a great shame!