Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 869: Heaven, earth, what kind of head is this…

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The old village chief is constantly playing mysterious seals, and the town is sealed by Yang Shouan.

The stone pot vibrated, emitting divine light, so that Yang Shouan could not get out of trouble.

The stone pot is an ancient artifact handed down from the Qinglin tribe. In the distant past, countless fierce objects have been refined, and it has a wonderful power to seal off.

Yang Shouan roared, the sound of the cow shook the sky, but he still couldn't rush out of the stone pot.

The old village chief has a fierce look in his eyes, and while tying the seal, he cursed: "The dog said the dead cow, the old man does not believe that today I can't refine you!"

"The great medicine and magical liquid of the Bull Demon in the Primordial Age, the old man is ready to take it!"

"The lid, from--"

He yelled, and the pot lid on the ground flew up and covered the stone pot, and at the same time smashed Yang Shouan into the pot.

Under the stone pot, the fire was soaring, and it started to cook again.

The old village chief looked at his side, a group of people without heads, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, and he blamed himself.

Qing Yuan came, his face solemnly said: "I checked it a while ago, and there was a mysterious force in the neck of the tribe that prevented them from rebirth, so they couldn't grow their heads again."

The old village chief frowned when he heard the words, and after thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly seemed to think of something, his face changed drastically.

The old priest of the Blackscale tribe sitting on the ground also sighed weakly in his abdomen at this time: "Hey! This is the power of the ancestor of the mutant monster!"

"The big wild bull monster was thrown into a stone cauldron and did not die. Instead, he ate the medicinal liquid refined by the blood and flesh of the ancestor of the mutant monster, possessing the mysterious power of the ancestor of the mutant monster."

"We have worked so hard to refine the magical medicine and the big liquid, and we turned out to be a big bison! It's...what a sin!"

The old sacrificial priests of the Blackscale tribe cannot describe the suffocation and heart-stamping in their chests, they can only be described by "incriminating".

"Also, why don't you kill this cow first, chop it into meat slices, and then cook the medicine? This way, this kind of change will not happen."

Hearing this, the old village chief shook his head and sighed: "Old man, you don't know anything. In this stone pot of our Qinglin tribe, there is the power of obliteration, which can kill everything." /

"In the past, no matter what it was, as long as it entered the pot, it would die. Unexpectedly, there will be an accident today..."

Speaking of this, the old village chief felt guilty.

Comfortingly said: "But, please rest assured, old man, the big wild bull monster is now in the pot, give me time, I can definitely cook it up and boil it into a masterpiece of magical medicine."

While speaking, he saw the granulation on the neck of the old priest commotion, a little messy, he helped stroke it.

The old priest sighed: "I'm afraid, I won't be able to wait until that day, cough cough cough..."

While speaking, there was another violent cough in the chest cavity, making a "dead" sound, and blood sprayed like a small fountain in the blood vessels of the neck.

Heizi quickly picked up the medicine bottle and poured some medicine into the throat of the old priest's neck.

But this time, it wasn't of much use. The breath of the old sacrificial rites plummeted and languished.

Heizi's face solemnly said: "We must boil this big wild bull monster into a great medicine, otherwise, the old priest can't hold it anymore."

The old village chief nodded and said seriously: "Don't worry, this time I will activate the seal of the stone pot and use the sacred fire sealed by the ancestors to refine this big wild bull monster."

While speaking, squatted down, patted the shoulder of the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe, and said: "Old man, hold on for three more days!"

"Three days later, I promise that you and everyone will be allowed to drink the Peerless Medicine God Liquid!"

The old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe said weakly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Heizi also bowed his hand to the old village chief with a serious face, and said, "Senior, please!"

The old village chief nodded and beckoned to Qingyuan in the distance, asking him to take a few young masters from the Qinglin tribe to cooperate with him to activate the seal of the stone pot.

"In the stone pot, there is the great sacred fire in the seal of our Qinglin tribe's ancestors, which can burn everything. You help me, unlock the seal, and refine the big wild bull monster."

The old village chief said, Qingyuan several people stood in a few directions according to their words.

Immediately, everyone quickly shot, slapped the stone pot with a special rhythm, and cooperated with the old village chief to play a variety of mysterious seals, and the stone pot rippled.

In the stone pot.

Yang Shouan looked up and found the endless sacred fire falling and surrounded him.

These sacred fires, with Taoist sounds, are very terrifying, they burned and smelted Yang Shouan directly from the inside of his body.

"The Great Dao Shenhuo?!!!"

Yang Shouan was taken aback.

At this time.

The copper pea body protection magical technique bestowed by the ancestors took effect and protected Yang Shouan. Yang Shouan didn't feel any pain, but the sacred fire was still burning and smelting his body.

"If it weren't for the body protection magic given by the ancestors, my life would have been dead for many times, hey!"

Yang Shouan sighed.

"Call~Call~"

The sacred fire on the main road fell like sky fire, ignoring the scales of the flesh, burning every inch and every trace of flesh to smelt Yang Shouan.

In this situation, it's like making grandson monkeys in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.

The difference is.

The Great Dao Shenhuo is much stronger than the flames of Taishang Laojun.

And the strong tribe standing outside, the old gentleman who can fight anytime, doubts life.

The force value is different.

Time passes.

The Great Dao Shenhuo continued to smelt Yang Shouan.

Yang Shouan's flesh and blood became tighter and denser, cast like a **** of iron, exuding bright light, purple-gold scales, noble and majestic.

Especially the eyes, under the stimulation of the Great Dao Shenhuo, began to have wonderful changes.

In the eye sockets, the flames were burning. The scarlet eyes were originally red, and there was a cluster of flames beating in the pupils.

Flaming red.

His vision became stronger and his vision became clearer. Vaguely, he could actually look through the stone pot and see the dim figure outside the stone pot.

"Have the eyes mutated?!"

Yang Shouan was shocked, and his heart suddenly became excited.

He deliberately opened his eyes wide, letting more avenues of divine fire temper his eyes.

The sky gate in the body vibrated more violently, and the platinum sky gate was a sign of the evolution of the diamond-level sky gate.

"Now, only one opportunity is missing, and my heavenly gate can evolve again!"

Yang Shouan looked forward to it.

Soon.

Three days have passed.

On the martial arts field of the Qinglin tribe, everyone surrounded the stone pot, looking excited and looking forward to it, and at the same time, there was a hint of tension.

Everyone looked at the old village chief.

Heizi said: "Senior, can you start the pot?"

Because the old sacrificial priests of the Blackscale tribe are about to die, without a head, his breath has been declining, and the fire of life will be extinguished at any time.

The old village chief's eyes flashed, and he said loudly: "Boiling, get ready!"

The voice fell, Qing Yuan and several young masters from the Qinglin tribe walked out together.

But just in case, several people didn't dare to get close to the stone pot. Instead, they cast spells in the distance, cooperating with the old village chief to cook the pot.

"Boom Rumble"

The heavy pot cover is heavier than the mountain. After moving away, there was a "whoop" inside, and a big purple-gold bull's head quickly stretched out, and there was a bull cry when looking up to the sky.

"Moo--"

All the people around changed color.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Oh my God, Dadao Shenhuo can't smelt it, what kind of monster it is!!"

The face of the old village chief also suddenly became ugly.

At this time, Heizi and a few members of the Heilin tribe behind him exclaimed: "Sacrifice to the lord, sacrifice to the lord!"

The old village chief turned his head hurriedly and found that the old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe, the fire of life was quickly extinguishing, and his body was full of death, and he was about to fall completely.

His Shouyuan has long since dried up, and he takes a sigh of relief, waiting for the peerless great medicine divine liquid to come out of the pot to continue his life.

As a result, the Peerless Great Medicine Divine Liquid didn't wait, instead he put his head in it, and was seriously injured. Now that the Big Bison hasn't been refined yet, his heart is extremely desperate, and there are signs of fall.

The old village chief stepped forward, slapped the palm of his hand and slapped him on the back of the old priest, and at the same time passed his few vitality to the old priest.

"Old man, hold on, I will definitely refine this big bison, so that you can drink the masterpiece magic liquid!"

The old village chief promised with tears in his eyes.

The old priest's abdomen made a weak voice: "I...I can't do it, I'm afraid I won't have any good food...This beef, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it..."

"No! You have to believe me, old man, you have to believe me, hold on, the stone pot has the last seal, which contains the power of our ancestors of the Qinglin tribe."

The old village chief said, and whispered in an excited tone: "The ancestor of our Qinglin tribe was a strong man of the king-level heavenly gate. He sealed a trace of the power of the king-level heavenly gate in the stone pot. With such power, this big bison can definitely be refined!"

When these words were spoken, not only was the old priest of the Heilin tribe shocked, Heizi and the others were all dumbfounded.

The king-level Tianmen, such an existence, turned out to be the ancestor of the Qinglin tribe once before!. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? !

They can't imagine how such a strong man fell.

And the Qinglin tribe, how beautiful and prosperous it was countless years ago.

The old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe seemed to be back to light, and his voice suddenly became excited and powerful, and said: "Okay, okay, very good, then I will stick to it and wait to drink the peerless great medicine divine liquid!"

"The power of the king-level Tianmen powerhouse can definitely refine this big bison!!"

"It's just that this kind of power, used to refine a big wild bull monster that is a prehistoric bull demon, is really too wasteful. Even if it is used to refine the flesh and blood of real dragons and phoenixes, it is more than enough."

The old sacrificial offering is a pity.

The old village chief also felt distressed for a while~IndoMTL.com~ But when he turned his head, he saw the purple-gold bull head of the big wild bull monster sticking out of the stone pot, and he was angry.

At the same time, there are some inexplicable expectations in my heart, this big bison is so difficult to refine, I am afraid that the blood level is unimaginable.

"What kind of cow is it?!"

"Is it a congenital sacred cow?!"

The old village chief has a big brain, and he boldly guesses, and he doesn't get excited again.

Regardless of whether this cow is a congenital sacred cow, it is definitely not an ordinary cow because of its ability to survive the refining of the Great Dao Divine Fire.

Then, the superb medicine divine liquid finally refined with this sacred cow may be beyond everyone's expectations.

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