The strongest husband in the world

The blood-devouring wolf is a kind of bloodthirsty ancient remnant. Within their territory, there are almost no living things. Human tribes will not build cities in places where there are blood-devouring wolves within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Otherwise, there would definitely be a small fight every ten days, and a big riot every hundred days. The blood-devouring wolf desires to kill in its bones.

Now, being disturbed by Yang Yu, the three Blood-devouring Demon Wolf brothers immediately showed awe-inspiring killing intent, and directly sacrificed their treasure technique to attack and kill Yang Yu.

"Fuck, the poor monk is just a salesman. The three benefactors are too much."

Yang Yu was taken aback. He didn't expect these three primordial relics to be so cold and stern, unlike other primordial relics who had to pretend first...

"die!"

Two primordial relics rushed out and pounced on Yang Yu, and the three murderers joined forces, ready to kill with one blow.

"Amitabha, since the three benefactors killed so much, the poor monk can only act for the heavens."

Yang Yu grinned, and he pounced more terrifyingly than the two blood-devouring demon wolves, and the magic pestle in his hand was golden and generous.

After half an hour, Yang Yu finally stopped, and a thunder wave lingered on the subduing pestle, cleaning up the blood on it. The three blood-devouring wolves on the ground had their heads exploded and were hammered by the subduing pestle... …

Humming a little tune, Yang Yu began to clean up the corpse of the demon wolf, set up the ancient cauldron, and cooked it directly.

The fragrance is overflowing, floating into the distance.

However, the ancient remnants who smelled this fragrance all shivered, and started to flee with black lines all over their heads until the fragrance could no longer be smelled.

The fragrance has been too frequent these days, making these ancient remnants tremble with fear.

"The exploration here has almost been completed. There is no trace of the ancient relics now. It is really hard to find. Let's change places."

The blood-devouring wolf was eaten by Yang Yu, and Yang Yu frowned slightly.

These days, the ancient relics are very vigilant. When they meet two-legged people, they will directly use the treasure to escape. It is too troublesome for Yang Yu to kill one of them. Well, Yang Yu might be starving now.

Helpless, Yang Yu had no choice but to unfold the Kunpeng's wings and soar directly into the sky. In order to hide his identity, Yang Yu also specially changed the color of the Kunpeng's wings, turning them into more dazzling gold of colored glaze. Like a golden arhat who subdues demons and eliminates demons.

It is also because of this that everyone in Baiduan Mountain now knows Yang Yu's name, Xiao Xitian's bald-headed demon king.

Because the two white jade dragon elephants died too early, Xiao Xitian has no manpower, no one to dismantle them at all. With time brewing, Xiao Xitian has become the object of resentment from all the ancient remnants.

Presumably, after leaving Baiduan Mountain, those forces that died of the ancient relics will visit Xiaoxitian, right?

After wandering around for a few days again, Yang Yu only killed a primordial relic, and it was because he came to him by himself.

This ancient relic is a white lion with a string of Buddhist beads in its hand. It came from the leader of Xiaoxitian. He originally wanted to ask Yang Yu for protection, but he was instantly killed by Yang Yu, a fake monk.

After eating a lion, I also harvested a string of Buddhist beads, which came from the current leader of Xiaoxitian.

Yang Yu put it directly on his body, holding the subduing magic pestle in his hand, and bowed with one hand in front of his body. He looked like a rich second generation from Xiao Xitian...

Two days later, Yang Yu didn't gain anything, he could only inquire about the hiding place of a heavy treasure, and then flew away, looking like an eminent monk.

Divide Baoya!

Majestic and majestic, towering into the clouds, the mountain is surrounded by a band of black mist, just like a magnificent magic mountain in ancient times, with an oppressive aura!

An ancient road leads to the mountain, and the bluestone pavement is full of vicissitudes of time. I don't know how many young heroes have walked through it in ancient times, but in the end, the blood stained the magic mountain and never walked down.

Bi Fang, Pixiu, Golden Winged Roc, Pu Moshu and others are separated on one side, guarding against each other, and each of them has an intimidating aura. They are the most difficult group of powerful geniuses to mess with.

Yang Yu flapped his golden wings and landed from the sky, unscrupulously, shouting Amitabha, paired with golden beads and a golden pestle, he landed extremely domineeringly.

There was no grass growing on the mountain, the whole body was gray-brown, some rocks were dark red, like bloodstains, the bluestone steps were very long, he climbed up the steps, ready to search for powerful treasures.

Yang Yu glanced at the ferocious beasts next to him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he managed to hold back, after all, it was important to find treasures, these ferocious beasts were here, and it would be fine to catch and eat them later.

Beside the road, Bi Fang, Pixiu, Pu Moshu and others were surprised that this little monk walked past them in such a grand manner without even looking at them.

You know, which of the creatures entering the ruins dares to be so distracted, as long as any one of them appears, it will cause fear, so we must be prepared.

"Unscrupulous." A violent ape said, his eyes were cold.

Hearing this, Yang Yu was startled awake from his own world, looked back, and said, "What do you look at, the gorilla is so ugly, hey, are you pure-blooded?"

The Violent Ape is a relic of the ancient times, the race is tyrannical, and the ancestors are known as the god ape, who dares to call it a gorilla?

It's really unreasonable, my nose is almost crooked!

"It's really crazy!" A primordial remnant sneered.

"I haven't eaten in the past few days. I just happened to be hungry. Maybe I don't have to worry about it later."

Yang Yu clapped his hands, looked away, and continued to go up the mountain.

The Magic Mountain is so magnificent that you can't see the peak or end when you walk on it.

It was the first time for Yang Yu to climb such a majestic giant mountain in the perfect world. It was not like climbing a mountain at all, but rather like walking on a plateau, because the mountain was too huge.

Huge boulders lay horizontally on the mountain, forming a strange landscape, but this is not a pure land, with bands of black mist lingering, the whole world is very dark, and huge skeletons can be seen from time to time, which are left behind by ancient geniuses after death.

This small world opens every few hundred years, and it is unknown how many young heroes have been buried here since ancient times.

"Ah, this is Bi An, but unfortunately the original rune bones have been picked up long ago." Yang Yu looked around and continued to move forward.

There are all kinds of bones of ancient spirits such as Nine-headed Bird, Jiaotu, and Qiongqi. Along the way, he found all kinds of remains, all of which are as hard as iron stone.

This is the accumulation of long years, and the "precipitation" from ancient times to the present.

The mountain was very dark, and the fog became thicker as he went up. Yang Yu was cautious because the mountain was very dangerous. From the bones, he could see that too many powerful creatures had died in the past.

Chapter 1131 Fighting the Golden Winged Roc [[-]]

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a cold sharp edge appeared, directly hitting Yang Yu's back, steady and precise, ruthless and sharp, it was a green spear, gorgeous and astonishing, it erupted when it was close to Yang Yu's body, murderous.

Goosebumps appeared on Yang Yu's body, and his hairs were standing on end. His body moved sideways, like a flat scroll, floating to the side. With a sound of "boom", the green spear tip plunged into a huge stone weighing [-] jin, and with a slight shock, the stone body was torn apart.

Then, the green divine spear swept over, killing thousands of troops, bringing up a gust of wind, and the stones on the ground flew up, covering the sky with smoke and dust, whining.

Yang Yu stepped back, crossed a boulder like a spirit ape, and then turned to watch.

"boom!"

At that place, a stone forest was completely broken and shattered, and the green spear was very strong, sweeping away many boulders, and then followed.

This is not a human being, but a strange plant. The green spearhead is one of its rhizomes, hard and sharp, capable of piercing through iron and stone, and killing again.

Yang Yu is sure that he has never seen this plant before, and there is no hatred. This is obviously pure hunting, to take the treasure from him.