The golden silkworm sheds its shell, this kind of magic power is not easy to see.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Yang Xiaokai had a smile on his face, terrifying supernatural powers meant a terrible price.

In a short period of time, this demon was absolutely injured.

Not to mention anything else, it's just the skin it retreats, it's scraped down alive, that kind of pain, look at the demon's eyes, it's very clear, at least it will be weakened for a while.

Not only that, the demon clan of the golden cicada, the dark sea is not clear, but there is no more immeasurable palace, there is only one!

Its blood, just a drop, can make a monk who has been in the Creation Realm for hundreds of thousands of years bankrupt.

Not to mention expensive, more importantly, this thing has a price.

If you want to buy it, you can't buy it with money alone.

You have to be human, and it's still beyond imagination, so that it's possible to buy a drop.

The Infinite Palace is like this, and the price of the Dark Sea can be imagined.

In terms of the values of demons, in this battle, the other party can be said to lose blood, and those eight forgeries are not even a fraction.

Of course, although it is miraculous to see the golden cicada shelling, and also understanding the high value of it, for Yang Xiaokai, it is actually meaningless, after all, once the golden silkworm shelling is used, the effect of the drop of blood will disappear.

Speaking of which, you may ask, the demon is a loss, but why, Yang Xiaokai said that he made a profit!!

And, still make a lot of money.

The reason, of course, is also very simple.

With a move of his hand, after the blue flame disappeared, the skin of the demon [M.] left in place flew directly in front of him.

That's right, the so-called big money, that's it.

The shelling of the golden silkworm is not a simple escape, but a substitute to be left.

In the case of the cicada itself, it naturally sheds its skin, leaving an empty shell there.

The golden cicada that was learned through the blood of the golden cicada was naturally immune to this situation, so the skin of the demon was left in place.

Looking at the skin in front of him, Rao is Yang Xiaokai still couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment, and excitement appeared on his face.

The demon skin, and it is still an extremely powerful creation realm-level demon skin, which is still complete.

There is no doubt about the value of this.

Even when the human race ruled the universe eight million years ago, this thing could be said to be priceless, and now under the rule of the Infinite Palace, the price of this thing is in a sense more rare than the blood of the golden cicada.

After determining the creatures of the nine clans, the Infinite Palace is not allowed to fight each other, let alone this kind of transaction.

Most of the transactions in the Immeasurable Palace were voluntarily cut, and although that kind of material was not bad, it was undoubtedly lacking in the roots.

This is just like the demon clan retains the wisdom of the human race to abuse in order to obtain more resentment, and the materials obtained by scraping live in this atmosphere of strong unwillingness also have a completely different value.

Not to mention this skin, in order to cultivate the magic power of the golden cicada to shed its shell, the demon specially refines it and constantly quenches it with its own blood.

Therefore, its value can be imagined.

"Tsk!"

Smashing his mouth, Yang Xiaokai squinted his eyes at the huge demon skin in front of him that was one hundred meters long and fifty or sixty meters wide, and couldn't help laughing: "The experience of the ancestor is really correct, in the face of demons, killing is the most important choice, and suppression is the best result." ”

With this skin, he was undoubtedly able to try many things in the Fu Palace.

Therefore, for Yang Xiaokai, there is no doubt that this battle will be bloody.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't have such a good opportunity next time. ”

Although he made a lot of money, Yang Xiaokai shook his head with some regret at the same time, it was very clear that this time he could succeed and win so easily, completely because the two sides were not equal.

That's right, the demon and Yang Xiaokai are not equal.

In terms of intelligence.

Although he analyzed his disadvantages before, this does not mean that Yang Xiaokai has no advantages.

In fact, Yang Xiaokai's advantage is very big, very big, and the experience gap is even greater.

Wuliang Palace, because the demon clan is included in the nine clans, the demons of the dark sea are basically classified into that category, based on this reason, the intelligence news that will be sold there is only the demon clan's.

In other words, there is very little intelligence information between the nine clans.

Personal information means the power of the individual.

No matter how strong a person is, once his personal information is exposed, he will be targeted and killed.

Therefore, in the Infinite Palace, there is no detailed information except for the introduction of the race.

Yang Xiaokai is different, he holds the inheritance of the Fu Palace, eight million years ago, one of the eight top forces of the human race, a super wealthy family.

Obviously, the attitude of the Terrans of that period towards the non-Terrans was undoubtedly obvious.

Rare bird.

Therefore, in the Fu Palace, there is undoubtedly a lot of information about demons.

Starting from the bloodline of the race, Xi xìng, means, and behaviors, have left a lot of content.

Although eight million years have passed, many things have been eliminated, and many types of demons have become extinct, but the traces still exist.

For example, the demon in front of him, Yang Xiaokai was able to conclude that it would use the power of the origin, not that the ancestral weapon came because of these information.

And this, let him choose to return the injury with the other party without any scruples, and ban the other party by eating the other party with a blow.

The thought moved slightly, and after Yang Xiaokai put away the skin left by the demon, he took a breath, and the outside should almost be over.

Immediately, the fault line that cut itself off from the outside world was directly unraveled.

Boom! Boom!

Although the explosion still sounded, it was clearly becoming sparse.

At this moment, the Eight Imperial Cities made of endless Terran corpses on top of Yang Xiao's head had collapsed and become devastated. Inside, it can be seen that the great waves of Bai Sè are constantly surging in the eight imperial cities, strangling the few remaining resistances.

It is basically a matter of time before it is completely calmed down.

His eyes moved slightly, but Yang Xiaokai looked directly at the huge underground space he had built below.

people, countless people.

Nearly 10 million square kilometers of this place, there are people everywhere, and the number of people is undoubtedly beyond imagination.

At first, I thought that there should be a few hundred million, but now when I look at it, I find that the number of people is almost close to one billion, but it is still not all.

A billion Terrans.

This amount is undoubtedly beyond the original estimate.

Thanks to Lingxiao's reminder, Yang Xiaokai spent two more months to prepare, otherwise such a huge number would definitely be an incomparably headache.

Well?

Although he was surprised that the number of people exceeded expectations, Yang Xiaokai's pupils shrank at this moment, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky, with the eight imperial cities as the center of the circle.

Before leaving, in addition to taking away the Lord of the Eight Imperial Cities, he also took out the artifact grinding disc that he had made by mistake in the space pocket and threw it in the center of the large array as the eye of the array.

The purpose is naturally to disintegrate the imperial city built with human bones through the special ability of the grinding plate.

There is no doubt that the grinding disc was completed very beautifully, and the defense of the eight imperial cities barely played any role, and was directly disintegrated by the grinding disc.

But

What the hell is this?

Huge, as if cut into white jade, exuding a 'sacred' aura of arhat eyes, hung in the place where the grinding disc was.

Where's my grinding disc?

Also, the skeletons around you, the dead souls, you immediately put on a divine face when you approached the eyes of the Arhats, as if you had entered the Eden-like expression, what the hell are you?