"No !!"

Qiu Yunhe let out an extremely terrible scream, and the aura around his body flashed wildly, constantly condensing the aura in his body around his body!

He is a noble elder of the Royal Beast Gate, a god-level powerhouse, how could he die in such a place!?

However, that spiritual light, under the bloody mouth of the ancient beast spirit, collapsed in an instant!

"Boom!"

An incomparably surging spiritual pressure surged, and in front of Qiu Yunhe and Bai Gan, under this spiritual pressure, they were actually crushed and turned into a cloud of blood mist!

The master died, and the beast that fought with Ye Wentian also wailed and fell to the ground and died.

Everyone looked at the spirit of the ancient beast, and their faces were shocked!

Even if he is seriously injured, Qiu Yunhe is still a god-level powerhouse!

An ordinary Fit Realm martial artist is definitely not his opponent!.

Outcome......

In front of the spirit of this ancient beast, there is no resistance at all?

It can be seen that the spirit of this ancient beast is so terrifying!

At this time, the eyes of the Black Horn Patriarch swept towards Ye Wentian, Yun Zhixia, and the people of the various clans.

In everyone's hearts, they all chuckled.

Only Ip Mantian still maintains an indifferent look.

Yun Zhixia said with an extremely solemn face:

"Patriarch Blackhorn, what are you going to do?"

"Qiu Yunhe and Bai Qian are dead!"

"Your purpose has been accomplished......

"My purpose?"

When the Black Horn Patriarch heard this, he laughed and laughed sarcastically.

"My purpose is not limited to this."

The Black Horn Patriarch smiled, and an extremely strong killing intent enveloped the cragfield, and the entire cragfield seemed to have turned into an ice cave!

He stared at Yun Zhixia and said incomparably coldly:

"After all these years, I, the Blackhorn Clan, have had enough of your enslavement!"

"Now, I have obtained the power of this ancient beast spirit, even if a god-level powerhouse comes, what is there to fear?"

"Today, I will slay you outsiders!"

"Then, dominate the wasteland!"

"From now on, this wasteland belongs only to our tribe!"

"And I am the supreme king of the entire wasteland!"

Yun Zhixia, as well as the patriarchs of various tribes and saintesses, all showed frightened and panicked expressions.

Patriarch of the Black Horn, this is to kill them all!

Although, the patriarchs of various tribes, saintesses, are not outsiders, but, the Patriarch of the Black Horn, since he wants to dominate the wasteland, he naturally will not let them live!

Yun Zhixia's face turned pale, and she said in a deep voice:

"Damn!"

"This ancient beast spirit is too terrifying!"

"Judging from the strength of his way to kill Qiu Yunhe, even if Qiu Yunhe was in his heyday, he might not be his opponent!"

When everyone heard this, their faces became more and more ugly.

Could it be that they still have to die here after all?

The Black Horn Patriarch admired everyone's expressions, like a god who had the power of life and death. bμν.

He enjoyed the feeling.

However, when he looked at Ye Wentian, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Among the crowd, only Ye Wentian remained calm, and even had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Black Horn Patriarch's eyes flickered with coldness, he didn't pay attention to the others, but said to Ye Wentian:

"Boy, aren't you afraid?"

Ye Wentian said lightly:

"Why should I be afraid?"

The Black Horn Patriarch sneered and said:

"Indeed, I admire your courage."

"Or are you really stupid enough to think that in your current state, you can defeat the spirit of the ancient beast?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts became heavier and heavier.

If it was Ip Mantian's heyday, perhaps, in the face of this ancient beast spirit, there would still be the strength to fight!

However, right now, Ye Wentian is carrying the injuries left by the battle with Qiu Yunhe!

This Black Horn Patriarch set up this plan in order to attract both Ye Wentian and Qiu Yunhe to lose, so that he could reap the benefits of the fisherman!

Ye Wentian shook his head and said:

"You're really not smart."

"Have you forgotten that Qiu Yunhe had the same thoughts as you before he was defeated by me?"

"The result?"

The Black Horn Patriarch said with a fierce look on his face:

"I'll see how long you'll be able to get away with your tongue!"

"Give me death!"

He pinched the trick in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, pouring into the spirit of the ancient beast.

"Roar!"

The red light of the law seal at the center of the ancient beast spirit's eyebrows burst out, and with a roar, it was towards Ye Wentian, dancing!

The Black Horn Patriarch knew very well that this group of people had nothing to fear!

The only variable is Ip Mantian, as long as he kills Ip Mantian, the entire wasteland will be in his palm!

"Yin Charm!"

"Dragon Shaker!"

"Condensation, slash!"

Feeling the strong pressure emanating from the spirit of the ancient beast, Ye Wentian shot one after another. bμν.

Black mist bone hand, golden fist print, thousands of qi swords reappear!

Heavy attacks, constantly smashing on the Yin Spirit body of the ancient beast spirit, the ancient beast spirit roared again and again, under this fierce attack, the figure was slightly lighter!

When everyone saw this, their eyes lit up!

Perhaps, Ip Mantian, can create a miracle again!

However, as soon as the thought in their hearts arose, the spirit of the ancient beast had already smashed the bone hand, fist print, and qi sword one after another, appeared in front of Ye Wentian, and opened his mouth to bite it!

In everyone's eyes, a look of nervousness appeared!

Fang Cai, Qiu Yunhe, died under this blow!

"Wind Walk!"

Ye Wentian's body unfolded, turned into an afterimage, and swept towards the side at an extremely fast speed!

"Boom!"

The blood basin closed its mouth, but it didn't bite Ip Mantian!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If this battle continues, perhaps, there is really hope!

However, at this moment, the spirit of the ancient beast suddenly swung with a claw!

The location of this attack is impressively on the path of Ye Wentian's dodge!

Ye Wentian frowned.

This claw is a pre-judgment shot, and now he is dodging again, it's too late!

At this moment, we have to meet it head-on!

Ye Wentian took a deep breath and urged the yin and yang beads, and the black and white qi reappeared!

Everyone's eyes are staring!

Ye Wentian relied on this black and white qi to defeat Qiu Yunhe!

I don't know, what will be the result in the face of this ancient beast spirit?

"Break!"

Ye Wentian let out a low snort, and the Dragon Shaking Fist was unleashed, and under the blessing of this yin and yang qi, it blasted towards the dragon claws!

The qi of yin and yang turned into a real dragon of ink, accompanied by fist power, colliding with the translucent dragon claws!

Two violent forces, frantically pouring, set off an incomparably strong storm in this cragland!

In this storm, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and their hearts were shocked!

The aftermath of the battle between the two sides alone made it difficult for them to bear it!

It can be seen that the power contained in this blow of both sides is so majestic!

Suddenly, the corners of the Black Horn Patriarch's mouth raised a sneering smile.