Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

early morning.

In a monster forest far away from Shengdan City.

In the sky above, a vortex passage slowly emerged and took shape amid the distortion and fluctuation of space.

Immediately, Wei Yang, A Da, and Du Jiao stepped out and stood in the air.

Naturally, they couldn't go out openly knowing that someone was blocking the door.

Therefore, Wei Yang directly asked Ada and Xian'er to work together to quietly open up a small space passage in the secret room of the mansion and leave secretly.

This time, Xian'er and Qing Lin stayed at the mansion to look after the house, while Wei Yang came out with A Da and Du Jiao.

The three figures slowly descended and stood on the top of a towering tree, looking around.

At a glance, there were countless magical beasts hidden in the dense and boundless forest sea. However, in response to the sudden intrusion of Wei Yang and the others, no magical beast dared to step forward to challenge them.

"The environment here is good and private enough." Wei Yang nodded, "Let's go in more."

The three people flashed and flew straight into the depths of the forest sea.

After a while, they came to a silent valley and stopped.

Here, it is surrounded by cliffs and dense forests. The branches of tall trees spread out, blocking out the sky. From the outside, it almost blocks most of the sky above the valley, and the inside looks quite hidden.

After landing in the valley, the three of them looked around while releasing some aura from their bodies.

All around, there were jagged rocks on the cliffs, old vines criss-crossed, and many forest-white animal bones scattered among the low bushes.

roar~

At this time, deep in the valley, a roar of a sky-shaking beast sounded.

Immediately, a ferocious momentum surged up, and the ground beneath his feet began to tremble.

Bang bang bang!

Following the sound of heavy footsteps, a huge black ape, ten feet tall, strode out.

A pair of scarlet pupils stared closely at Wei Yang and the others, with a hint of fear in their eyes, but they did not choose to back down.

It opened its bloody mouth, and a thunderous voice sounded: "You three, this is my king's territory, please leave!"

"A black demon ape, with advanced level seven strength and quite courageous." Wei Yang chuckled.

He waved his hand casually, "Go ahead and tell it the rules. If it obeys, let it live. If it doesn't, kill it and eat it."

"Yes, great master." Dujiao bowed.

Immediately.

A dazzling purple light lit up on its body, and soon, a giant one-horned python nearly forty feet long spiraled out of it and rushed straight towards the black demon ape.

The Black Demon Ape's pupils shrank, and there was an obvious feeling of fear in his eyes, but he screamed in the sky, and beat his chest crazily with both fists, as if to embolden himself.

roar~

Then, it roared and rushed towards the one-horned python.

With one punch, the space shattered into a small black hole!

then.

There's no after that.

This one-sided crushing battle will soon be over.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the horn had returned to its human form, and at its feet, the black demon ape was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, trembling to express his surrender.

"Your Majesty, the little ape is wrong, please forgive me!"

"Hmph!" Dujiao snorted and blew out two streams of air from his nostrils.

At this time, Wei Yang walked over with Ada.

"Master." Dujiao bowed.

"Although he is not very smart, he is quite aware of current affairs at critical moments." Wei Yang glanced at the Black Demon Ape and said calmly: "Get up, we will borrow your territory for a while, and we will return it to you when we are done."

"Yes." As the black light surged from the Black Demon Ape's body, it took the initiative to transform into a human form. Then it got up with some trepidation.

After transforming into a human form, the Black Demon Ape is a burly man nearly two meters tall and looks to be about thirty years old. However, it is somewhat different from humans in that its pupils are blood red and the hair on its body is slightly thicker. Somewhat.

"One Horn, Black Ape, you two stay outside and don't let other monsters come in and disturb me." Wei Yang said, walking deeper into the valley.

Behind him, Ah Da followed closely.

"Yes." Duijiao and Black Ape bowed.

At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky.

"Your Majesty, this is the wine brewed by the little ape himself. Please have a taste."

On a flat stone, a strong man from the Black Demon Ape held a stone jar with a painful expression on his face, and presented to Dujiao the treasured wine he brewed himself.

This was brewed by him by collecting many medicinal materials and using Stone Spirit Milk as liquid. He was usually reluctant to drink it.

This wine has the effect of improving physical fitness and strengthening the body.

With just a small drop of dilution, an ordinary mortal can be transformed into a physically gifted fighter.

The one-horned nose sniffed, took the stone jar with his hand, opened the cork, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly filled the air. He raised his head and took a big sip, nodded with satisfaction, then closed the cork, and the whole jar was collected. Accept the ring.

"This wine is good. I'll take it back for the master and mistress to taste." The one-horned urn said loudly.

"Uh, okay." The Black Demon Ape's face trembled for a while, and there was both distress and fear in his scarlet pupils, but in the end, it could only turn into a forced smile and nod.

There is no other way, but those who know the current affairs are heroes.

It is just a weak seventh-level monster. Facing an eighth-level boss, what else can it do except silently draw circles and curses?

Deep in the valley.

A cleared area.

A flat stone platform was moved here.

At this time, Wei Yang was sitting on it, closing his eyes to rest and adjust his condition.

Adjust your own fighting spirit, soul, spirit, etc. to an optimal state.

At the same time, he recalled the refining techniques of the Bone-melting Blood Pill, precautions, etc. in his mind.

Normally, the lowest level of the Bone-Melting Blood Pill is only the seventh-level peak, so refining it into a pill is not difficult for Wei Yang.

However, what he seeks most is the eighth-grade elixir and the five-color elixir quality, so he must treat it with caution.

After a while.

When the scorching sun began to tilt towards the west, Wei Yang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes that were as bright as stars.

After taking a look, I saw Ada sitting cross-legged not far away, always alert to any disturbance around him.

He looked away and waved his hand.

The ring on his finger flickered with light, and a huge red medicine cauldron engraved with patterns of beasts landed on the stone platform with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, jade boxes containing medicinal materials appeared out of thin air, suspended around Wei Yang, and then landed.

With a flip of his palm, raging black flames rose up and were thrown into the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts.

raging~

The black flames surged violently, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.

Wen Ding steps, start.

Under the light of black flames, as the temperature of the tripod body increased, the patterns of animals on the surface of the tripod body seemed to come to life, making a roaring sound.

The soul power with faint spiritual fluctuations was released from the center of Wei Yang's eyebrows.

This kind of spiritual fluctuation caused the surrounding greenery, which had gradually turned yellow due to the high temperature, to slowly recover.

On the ground, the grass seeds that were originally buried in the soil began to germinate in advance under the influence of this spiritual fluctuation, and the young shoots broke out of the ground visibly to the naked eye.

The spiritual soul, to a certain extent, has initially possessed some power of creation.

After all, it is possible to endow an eighth-grade elixir with spirituality and turn it into a creature with some spiritual intelligence.

In addition to many rare medicinal materials, the spiritual soul of the alchemist is the most critical.