The initiative was exchanged into Xia Wushuang's hands. With his long-sleeved and skillful personality, he could adapt to the situation and play a lot of tricks.

If the great figure hidden behind Yakumo's house is really Yakumo Zi, who is now dominating the Yunji Demon Mountain, he can present "Matsuhide" with both hands when the opponent comes up, and then use various complex relationships and trump cards to gain favors.

But if the great figure hidden behind Yakumo's family was not Yakumo's family, he would be in danger. Fortunately, the possibility is extremely small, because no matter how you look at it, the Yakumo family clearly has only one saint from the inside out!

"But why did Old Lady Zi not take back "Mae Tong" when she killed the Demon King? Is this woman Yakumoya keeping half of her words because she is afraid that she will guess other secrets? If that great figure is not Yakumoya, then she will be in trouble."

Time flies for a week. It was not until the seventh day that Yasuo Yao, who was graceful in shape, appeared again with a black shirt and light clothes.

This time, the princess named Yakumo Qing was obviously much more polite to Xia Wushuang. Although she still looked like she was dying and her eyes were still cold, she would at least not be full of harsh words and verbally speaking to each other, which aroused a war of saliva between the two sides.

Behind Yamayao, some ugly-looking old women were followed. These people could no longer use their demonic power to maintain their youth. Although they were only half a foot into the holy realm, God knows how many years they have lived before they can become old.

"If the years do not pursue the years, the beauty will always become a dry bone." Xia Wushuang felt that if he returned to Earth, he would inevitably teach Hong San a lesson. Ye Xiaoya, the group of guys who were extremely lazy in cultivation, beat him up. It is time for them to work hard.

"It can be used as a container." These old women spoke up. Even though they knew Xia Wushuang's identity, they didn't seem to be very polite.

I think when they were circulating in the Eastern Continent, Feng Jian Queen might have just been a little loli born in the sunflower field. No matter how seniority is, Xia Wushuang is a junior. She is inferior to them.

When these old guys left, Yakumoyao came over excitedly.

"Your Highness, your luck is here. Those who have been practicing hard in the Yayun clan and may enter the holy realm at any time. They will personally protect you and safely send "Jiatong" into your soul sea. If nothing unexpected happens, Your Highness will likely improve a level in this process!"

She danced with a veil all over her body. She looked at Xia Wushuang charmingly, and said with a smile, her little mouth pursed, as if there was endless temptation.

Improve a level?! Are these guys who may never reach the Holy Land in their entire lives?

After hearing Yayunyao's words, Xia Wushuang was vicious and wanted to laugh out loud. Her six elements and Aviya's physique, her foundation was even more stable than that of the gods before, and she could be called a steel wall and a iron barrel. Even the great ghost Rodrisau, who was as simple as cutting melons and vegetables, could not destroy his foundation by indoctrinating magic and quickly improve his realm.

He really didn't know where these holy-level fairies got such great confidence that they could reach the dusk level.

Of course, no matter what Xia Wushuang thought, the promised thing would always be carried out; and the secret pupil he thought about was the more he wanted.

Three days later, Xia Wushuang was worried that the moon-faced war had begun, and whether there were only monsters like Yakumo Qing left in the Monster Mountain. Yakumo Yao, and those old women appeared that day, finally appeared in the valley again, packed him up, and then set up a magic array, imprisoned them in the center of a deep valley.

A series of divine locks as thick as an arm rose from under the water. Runes were everywhere on it, and many small arrays of isolation were engraved, forming a terrifying array map, binding Xia Wushuang, like locking the gods and suppressing demons, full of ancient charm.

The ripples twisted pool. The lights are dotted, and bubbles filled with space magic explode, causing the entire magic array to be in the dreamy and illusory changes in space.

Yasuo Qing. She looks like she is fifteen or sixteen years old. She is in her prime, with delicate facial features and perfect face. She should have been a beautiful beauty who is natural. But she looks like she has died once at this time. Her pale green skin and a cold breath are standing on the shore of the pool like a tombstone. Her cold eyes are like a sharp sword, and she wishes she could penetrate everyone's hearts.

"With this cold face, I don't know how dark his mind is. No matter who marrys her, I'm afraid he will be in trouble for the rest of his life."

Xia Wushuang shook her head and sighed. Although she would have become the girl's fiancé in name, with his true intentions, she really didn't want to come into contact with such women with a slutty temper and a lot of thoughts.

In the pool, the magic array was finally activated, and suddenly the blue waves surged, and a terrifying aura rushed out of the water, trying to pass it outside the valley. Fortunately, many mysterious magic arrays had been laid in the deep valley, and those terrifying auras were not too high, and they were all suppressed by the space magic power accumulated in advance.

Ten snow-white jade dragons floated up from underwater. Xia Wushuang had only heard of these dragons in mythology, so when they first appeared, they attracted his attention.

But for some reason, these dragons were all female dragons. There was a golden rope tied between their necks, and a black coffin was dragged behind them. They were in a strange shape, as if they were carrying some unspeakable secrets.

In terms of material, the coffin board in front of me is far less than what Xia Wushuang saw at the Saint's Bone Burial Place that day, the black divine coffin sealing the White Bone Emperor. However, its thickness and strangeness, as if it was about to hide from the space, it was another unique feeling.

Moreover, the terrifying aura that was about to escape just now was also leaked from this coffin board, which shows that the sealed "Jiantong" has become spiritual and has its own instinctive consciousness.

Yasuo Qing stepped forward and opened the coffin. The breath that tore the space suddenly rushed out of the black coffin like a tide, rippling the space and rippling, causing everyone to feel a pain like a needle prick.

"This is to go against the will of heaven! This kind of aura, just placed in it, will distort the space. If it is refined into soul arming, wouldn't it have the power that transcends the magical artifact?"

Xia Wushuang was extremely shocked and couldn't help but think of the terrifying feat of the Skeleton King casting a super god outfit with his black bone body.

Of course, Xia Wushuang has never seen the so-called super-divine outfit, but he is not stupid either. Just compare it with the artifact "Michael's Holy Sword" to know how terrifying the so-called super-divine outfit is.

"This woman hasn't seen her for many years, but her realm is becoming more and more unfathomable. However, with her unlimited power, she still cannot attain enlightenment and become a god, which makes me very doubtful whether the gods outside the Eastern Continent exist or not." An old woman sighed infinitely.

Xia Wushuang wanted to laugh when she heard this. Not seeing it does not mean that it does not exist. Are these guys frogs in the well? After all, they are strong people who have entered the holy realm in half a step, so how can they see it lower than themselves?

Yasuo Qing took out the "Jiantong" in the black coffin using a green tray. The eye was as big as a washbasin, like a mixture of blood and giant eyeballs. After it was taken out, it kept turning, with curious eyes, as if it was psychic, as if observing everyone around, making people feel creepy.

The magical "Jiantong" was placed in front of Xia Wushuang. The space was torn apart, and the majestic spatial power was transmitted to him without any notice, and it immediately penetrated his skin, causing him to feel strong discomfort.

"Fuck! Keep this thing away from me!" Xia Wushuang said, blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. The fluctuations spread by the "Jiantong" were simply terrifying. He even broke his five internal organs without hurting his skin. If he hadn't had the physique of gods, he would have knelt down on the spot.

"The seal on 'Jiantong' is weak again..."

"I'm afraid there will be problems with the ceremony..."

"What if I'm killed..."

"He is the Queen's younger brother..."

"Since I have reached this point, I can't look back. It takes too much time to find a human demon to practice the 'Sky Demon Meditation Method'. In Princess Qing'er's situation, I can't wait..."

Nearly ten old women were talking, and finally looked ruthless. Then they each activated their secret techniques and pointed at Xia Wushuang's forehead.

Xia Wushuang was shocked. There was clearly something wrong with the seal of "Jiantong", and these immortal things still decided to force "Jiantong" into their soul sea, ruthless and determined, without any concern for his life or death.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's all greedy!" No. 7 was in a hurry in the soul sea, and even reported a glimmer of hope to call the super god host for support. As a result, the great god didn't even miss him, and even threatened that he could not see them both fend for themselves with his own eyes. It was a great regret in life.

Xia Wushuang fought hard. But the Shen Lock and these nearly ten old monsters were too powerful. His resistance was like a little girl struggling in front of the evil man. Apart from attracting stronger suppression, he could not play any role in self-rescue.

Boom! The six-colored time wheel appeared in Xia Wushuang's eyes. The six-colored magic cannon aimed at a person at the same time and shot straight towards Yasuoqing.

"Rareless!" The six-colored magic cannon was completely blocked by an old woman. The powerful power shook her body out of blood, forcing her to retreat from the magic pattern formation.

Unfortunately, the power of the dusk level can damage the holy level, but it may not be able to kill the holy level.

"Elder, isn't this good?! He is the brother of the Queen of Feng Jian. If something happens in Monster Mountain, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Yasuoyao frowned and said bluntly that the development of the matter was beyond her imagination.

"The Yamamo family is gone, what else do you want to do in Monster Mountain?" An old woman shouted angrily, looking bad.

Yayao apologized with apricot eyes, looking at her angry figure tied to the god lock, feeling unbearable.

"But……"

"Get out!" Yasuoyao was shouted out by a group of old monsters. In front of these old antiques, her prestige was obviously not worth mentioning.

"Let's take action! Success or failure is here."

An old witch came forward, took the green tray taken from Yayunqing's hand, and signaled her to retreat, and then moved like the wind and went to Xia Wushuang.

Xia Wushuang's intestines are now regretful. If he had known that these monsters who were determined to harm others would have been crazy, he would never have surrendered so easily. Looking back now, he was indeed still a broken figure and looked very stupid.

"Don't be nervous! Although there is something wrong with the seal of 'Jiantong', it may not be fatal! If it succeeds, you will get countless benefits." An old woman used her magic to try to break through Xia Wushuang's soul sea while speaking, intending to let his soul relax its vigilance.

But Xia Wushuang now just wants to say to these old witches, don’t let him survive, otherwise he will definitely take revenge one by one. None of the witches present can escape!

"It is worthy of being the queen's younger brother. His soul sea is extremely strong. Even if we join forces, we cannot open it. It is even harder than the Nine Cauldrons!"

"Isn't this better? Such a strong physique will definitely suppress the 'Matsuhide' and make the woman bow to Yakumo' again. Even if Feng saw the Queen coming to ask for a crime in the future, he wouldn't have to be afraid anymore!"

"Good idea. When we put ‘Matsu’ into his soul sea, we will cut off his mind and let his consciousness return to chaos forever, becoming a magical tool for our Yagukan clan to suppress that woman for generations!"
Chapter completed!