The mysterious altar is located.
Yousen's giant wolf disappeared and turned into a black robe man with a burly figure, blood-like eyes, and extremely fierce.
"Wild demon, did you wake up before us?" The black robe man looked at the black gold python robe man not far away.
Yes, the man in the black gold python robe is not someone else, but the demon.
This place is not another place, but the tomb of Wanguxian.
The wild demon has been guarding here, waiting for the demon ancestor and the twelve evil spirits to wake up.
"If it weren't for me to wake up first, your lair would have been taken care of by the Celestial Race." Huang Mo curled his lips and said, "By the way, how is your strength now?"
The black-robed man glanced at Huang Mo, although he didn't want to say anything.
"Haha~" Huang Mo suddenly laughed wildly, with a taste of gloat: "You won't even be the indestructible saint ancestor, then I will abuse you well."
"Try it." The ancestor Wolf had a sullen face, quite a stance of making a big fight.
"Forget it, I don't want to care about you." Huang Mo waved his hand, "You are a mad dog. If you really want to be targeted by you, I have to peel off my skin if I die."
Then he added: "Of course, it doesn't mean that I am afraid of you, I have surpassed your original peak."
"The pinnacle?" The ancestor wolf smiled disdainfully, not knowing whether he was dismissing the devil or his previous peak.
"Your way of waking up is really exciting, aren't you afraid that the Celestial Race will really take it here?" Huang Mo said with a serious face.
"Can they come here, can I lose a hair? What's more, if the Celestial Race is not born, it means that we have no need to wake up." Wolf Ancestor smiled contemptuously.
"That's right, although I don't believe in your mad dog, don't you still have a demon lord? I still believe in him." Huang Mo slapped haha.
He also quickly understood what this awakening method that must involve the Celestial Race means.
If the Celestial Race is not born, then they will never wake up.
And once the Celestial Race touched what they left behind, it also meant that the Celestial Race was born and they could not continue to sleep.
"By the way, if the human race is born without touching your things, how can you wake up?" Huang Mo was a little curious.
"Time and space old man said, the Celestial Race will definitely find ways to kill us, this can't go wrong." Wolf Ancestor said very firmly.
"Really? You should be able to see the traps you left?" Huang Mo asked.
"natural."
The wolf ancestor waved his hand, and a black picture suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
The next moment, the confidence on Langzu's face instantly stiffened.
Who is this?
Wolf Ancestor felt depressed for a while, his self-confidence just now was beaten in the face so soon?
"Why is he here?" Huang Mo's pupils shrank, and his face changed wildly: "Langzu, hurry, stop."
"Do you know him?" Wolf Ancestor looked at the Desolate Demon in confusion.
"If he dies, you will be a sinner!" Huang Mo looked very anxious, "At that time, the old man of time and space will not let you go, and the Asura Zumo will not let you go."
Wolf Ancestor looked at Huang Mo in amazement, you shit, I am timid, don't scare me.
Although Lao Tzu is not afraid of you, the old time-space man, Shura Zumo, he shivered just hearing these two names.
"What are you trying to do, let the trap stop." The wild demon urged, wishing to kill the wolf ancestor.
The wolf ancestor smiled bitterly: "I can't stop, this Ten Thousand Wolf Slaughter Heart Formation was arranged by the old man in time and space, it's none of my business."
The Wolf Ancestor was also a little panicked. If he killed this person, he wouldn't be allowed to be rubbed against the ground by the Time and Space Old Man and the Asura Ancestor Demon?
"Devil, don't scare me, who is he?" Wolf Ancestor couldn't help asking.
"The disciple of the old man in time and space, the Asura Zumo..." Huang Mo took a deep breath, and the next half sentence reached his lips, but he did not continue.
"It's over!" Lang Ancestor was so scared that he almost couldn't stand firm.
It was a good thing for him to wake up from sleep for countless years, and he could finally do it.
But now, he wished he would never wake up.
The disciple of the old man?
If he dies, can he live?
"No, this formation is arranged by the old man in time and space, and it has nothing to do with me." Thinking of this, the wolf ancestor became more and more depressed.
This is obviously the old man who cheated his apprentice by himself.
"Don't be nervous, the old man of time and space is considered to have nothing to miss, he may have already been today." Huang Mo forced himself to calm down, staring at the light curtain firmly.
The wolf ancestor Tianque.
Xiao Fan was trapped in the endless darkness, and the horrible intention of killing impacted his soul.
At this moment, he is like a fire, which may be extinguished at any time.
"I can't die! Looking back, I have to find the wolf ancestor to settle the account." Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and forcibly maintained the flames of his will.
What he didn't know was that the ancestor of the wolf trembled with fright when he heard these words.
The Wolf Ancestor was not afraid of Xiao Fan, but the old man in time and space and the Asura Ancestor Demon.
Xiao Fan urged three kinds of origin powers against the Ten Thousand Wolf Slaughter Heart Formation. However, what surprised him was that the power of the origin of time and space and the power of kendo were completely useless.
Only the power of the original source of killing can still barely resist.
However, if this continues, once the source of killing is exhausted, it will be his death.
Of course, there are other three kinds of original powers of replication in him.
However, he never dared to use it, that was the original power copied from the Demon Race.
Who knows if this thing arranged by the wolf ancestor will be treated differently.
If this formation treats things of the Celestial Race specifically, he will only die faster.
"The only way is to completely integrate the power of the killing origin and break through ten percent." Xiao Fan gritted his teeth secretly.
This is his only hope for survival.
Although his body is immortal, his soul and true spirit may not be destroyed, but what if?
Even if the soul and true spirit will not be destroyed, it will definitely be severely damaged, and it is impossible to recover in a short time.
At this moment, Xiao Fan did not dare to hold that trace of luck, he could only regard his soul body as his only hope.
Only in this way can he truly win.
At this moment, Xiao Fan was immersed in the comprehension of the source of killing.
There must be fear and panic in my heart.
However, Xiao Fan also thought that this might be his chance.
When he came to the borderland, he had been fighting with some Dharma-sage realms, which was completely meaningless.
Even if he killed thousands of demon races in the realm of Dharma, it would be difficult for him to fully comprehend the tenth level of the power of killing.
He also knows very well that only under real hardship and pressure can he break through as quickly as possible.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan felt relieved, even a little excited, for some reason.
He completely let go of his mind, endured the pain of soul attack, and was completely immersed in the comprehension of the source of killing.
As for success or failure, he is not sure.