With the surprised eyes of the Ming people, the black tower seemed to have great courage and support, struggling frantically in Yangxu's hands.
The ancestors of the Ming nationality sneered and kept urging the small tower:
"In the demon clan, you can't win the battle just by speaking Kung Fu! I'll let you know the power of my pagoda!"
opposite side.
Yangxu felt the crazy struggle of the black tower in his hand, and there was no accident on his calm face.
Instead, he raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a funny expression:
"Oh, do you mean this little tower? Since you treasure it so much, I can give it back to you."
Once you say that.
The faces of all the audience changed again.
In the eyes of many people, doubts flashed:
"What do you mean, human boy? Are you going to admit it?"
"Will he return what he has got?"
On the crazy son's side, his eyes brightened slightly, as if he had guessed Yang Xu's idea:
"Hehe, these fools are going to have bad luck. It seems that the master has got it. It's really a great thing..."
Because of the puppet skill, the crazy son can feel some of Yang Xu's thoughts and stare at the black tower in Yang Xu's hand.
"Hmm? What's he going to do?"
At this moment, the ancestors of the Ming nationality are frantically urging the black tower to try to break free from the shackles of Yang Xu's power, while staring at Yang Xu's every move.
Under his suspicious eyes.
Yang Xu gently pinched his other hand towards the black tower.
“!”
Everyone's pupils don't shrink together:
"What is he doing?"
Snap!
A soft noise.
Yangxu's hand grabbed the black tower.
Despite the crazy struggle of the black tower, Yang Xu's hand was constantly shaking.
However, the ancestors of the Ming clan sensed that an uncontrollable force rushed towards him like something out of nothing.
The next moment, Pooh!
The ancestors of the Ming clan turned black and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.
With a dull noise that makes everyone look pale, boom!
The small black tower, in the hands of Yang Xu, broke into black fragments all over the sky so easily.
Yes, the invincible treasure called by the ancestors of the Ming nationality was easily crushed by Yang Xu with only one hand!
Hiss
The crowd took a breath, and their eyes were full of incredible color:
"This... How is this possible? That powerful treasure was crushed?"
"No! Look what that is!"
They stared at Yang Xu and saw him crush the small black bottle.
There is a handful of strange dark substances, like mud and black water, suspended in front of Yangxu, constantly twisting and changing shape.
As like as two peas, Yang Xu put his hand under the strange material, and the material became a shape identical to Yang Xu's hand.
"This... What is this?"
Everyone's eyes were full of doubts.
At the moment, the ancestor of the Ming nationality was also in a state of ignorance. He was still with a trace of blood on his mouth. His face was pale and stared at the strange material.
Yang Xu didn't do any complicated actions, but gently pointed at the strange and mysterious material and hooked his fingers:
Hula!
The mysterious substance turned into a dark ring and automatically put it on his finger.
"This is... The fluctuation of the law of space? The mysterious matter has the power of space? No! It involves the existence of the law of creation, and it is a power that does not belong to the world!"
The Dark Lord's eyes suddenly coagulated:
It was a mass of material the size of a fist, but it changed into the size of a ring in an instant.
With the perception of mingjue, it can naturally sense that the fist sized material is not reduced and compressed into the size of a ring.
But in an instant, more than half of the mass disappeared and instantly turned into the size of a ring!
That means.
What it involves is the power of creation. It can be instantly created into the size of a ring, and then it can be instantly created into a mountain!
It is not to expand or become larger, but to really derive endless matter!
"That thing has involved the power of creation! Does it come from the fairy world?"
At this moment, the old ancestors of the Ming nationality are filled with shock, regret and reluctance:
Such an important treasure involves the existence of the law of the fairyland. I missed it!
The most unbearable thing is that it has been in your hands for so many years!
This moment.
Don't mention how regretful and uncomfortable it was in the hearts of the ancestors of the Ming clan.
In Yangxu's ear, there was a continuous cry of the ancient god Tower:
"Baby! That's a real baby! Yangxu, your luck is beyond description. You can get the creation in the lower world!"
"Yang Xu, if you are willing to share part of my creation, I can promise you any conditions! I can do anything for you... No! I can do two for you!"
The ancient pagoda has been a little too excited.
However.
Yang Xu ignored him. His cold eyes fell on the ancestors of the Ming nationality at the moment. The corners of his mouth were slightly picked and showed a smile.
Obviously, this smile is very common, but in the eyes of the Ming people, I feel a sense of doomsday despair.
"Old man, do you know how cruel you are now? But it doesn't matter. I don't mind showing you its real power. You see, I've always been so kind."
Yangxu looked at the ancestors of the Ming nationality with a smile.
The ancestors of the Ming clan only felt a chill:
"What are you going to do? You..."
Before he finished, he knew what Yangxu did.
Seeing Yangxu gently touch the black ring on his hand, suddenly, a little black material the size of beans flew out of the ring.
Then, in front of Yang Xu, he turned into a fist in an instant.
Yang Xu didn't do any complicated actions either. He just touched the empty beast in his arms. Ow!
The void beast lazily spit out a space energy ball towards the fist sized black material.
Buzz!
The moment the space energy ball enters the black matter, the white light flashes suddenly.
Yangxu grabbed the black-and-white sphere in his hand and kneaded it.
In the frightened and frightened eyes of the people around, whoosh!
It was pinched into a bean sized sphere, interwoven with black and white, shining brightly, and flew to the ancestors of the Ming nationality in an instant.
The pupil of the ancestors of the Ming nationality shrinks:
"No..."
A "good" word hasn't been said yet, boom!
The ball of light, the size of a bean grain, shook violently in front of him.
The whole ancestor of the Ming clan froze there, and then a gust of wind blew:
Wow
The ancestors of the Ming clan turned into a burst of dust and dissipated away.
All the demons were stunned.
No one expected that this little thing would have such terrible power.
However.
After killing the ancestors of the Ming nationality, Yang Xu's face was not deformed at all, and the bean sized sphere did not stay at all:
It fell toward the plane of the underworld below.
"Today, I want to let the Styx feel the taste of despair."