Yuan Kui shook his finger bones with both hands, and his face was blue.

"Senior brother...... Senior Brother Yuankui...... Save me...... Help me......"

The disciple trembled with fear and kept calling for help.

Lance comforted him, "Don't be afraid, it's just a lot of pain, and then it's fine." ”

"Bang!" the disciple's head exploded, and the blood was sucked up by the token.

"Wow!" the other five Zhanling Sect disciples were so frightened that they hurriedly fled into the distance.

At this moment, the token finally changed, and the clouds stirred in the blood-colored sky, and a void turned into a whirlpool, spewing out a shuddering energy.

Then, a dark barrier descended, spreading out on both sides like a curtain, turning into a huge gate of light that was hundreds of feet high.

The gate of light is inky black, engraved with the totem of the Yakshas, and the images of the Yaksha warriors are on the left and right. There was something dragging in the center of the two Yakshas, which was missing.

Lance struck out a sigil, and the two tokens fell from the sky and fell into the hands of the two yakshas.

Suddenly, the entire light gate trembled violently, exuding an aura of ancient majesty!

Soon, the gate stopped shaking and slowly opened under the night sky, connecting to the void that made it impossible to see through.

With a rare look of excitement on Lance's face, he walked to the door, looked at the lines on the door, and muttered to himself: "This is the ancestral hall left by my ancestors of the Yaksha clan! The inheritance of the ancestors will open the door to the future for me!"

With that, he walked straight into the door, and his body was submerged into the void.

Yuan Kui shouted, "Stop!" and turned into a ray of light and chased in.

The five Zhan Ling Sect men who had already run away exchanged glances with each other, gritted their teeth violently, and followed in.

The night sky suddenly became lean, and only the Yaksha light gate remained, standing in the air.

At this moment, on a boulder, two dark spots suddenly lifted up, and they were actually two eyeballs.

Then countless cracks appeared on the stone, and the stone skin peeled off little by little, revealing the black and white figure of Bao inside.

Yang Qingxuan silently took out some pills and swallowed them, and the injuries on his body recovered 8-9 out of ten, just the last line, and it would take a little time.

I'm afraid that the Yaksha Ancestral Hall will not be simple, and if you go in directly, it will definitely be a vicious fight.

So Yang Qingxuan was not in a hurry, and gently split out with one palm, tearing the earth open a tiny crack, the starlight shone down, and the golden light flashed in his eyes, staring out.

Behind the gate of light, there was not an endless void, but a magnificent hall, hidden under the night, as if it was a part of the night, inseparable.

Yang Qingxuan closed his eyes and continued to run the Martial Sutra, repairing the last trace of injury in his body.

And the panda Ah Bao opened his eyes violently, and with a "bang", he kicked up on the ground, turning into a streamer and rushing into the ancestral hall.

Ah Bao is a puppet with wisdom and has concluded a high-level contract with Yang Qingxuan.

And Yang Qingxuan's soul power, except for Lu Yifan among his peers, I am afraid that no one can surpass him.

Therefore, Yang Qingxuan's divine thoughts are attached to Ah Bao's body, which is almost no different from the incarnation outside the body.

As soon as Ah Bao entered the main hall, he heard two screams, and the blood flashed in front of him, and the heads of the two disciples of the Zhan Ling Sect fell to the ground. And the blood that spurted out of his neck did not splash into the void, but was absorbed by the main hall.

Yang Qingxuan secretly exclaimed in his heart: "This hall is alive!"

Just like a moving element, there are also spatial waves turbulent.

"Yaksha bastards, die!"

The disciples of the Zhan Ling Sect had already started a war with Lance, and the beasts on Yuan Kui's body were surging, constantly stretching out their claws to fight with Lance.

"The border is bursting!"

"Boom!"

Yuan Kui slapped out with a palm, and the red mangs of the beast turned into sharp claws, and slapped Lance, each of them shook apart.

Lance let out a long roar, took out his twin daggers, and charged up again.

There were also three disciples of the Zhanling Sect, all of whom were around the periphery in horror, and from time to time they attacked secretly, causing trouble to Lance.

Yang Qingxuan didn't bother to pay attention to their fight, his eyes swept in the hall, and he saw that in front of the main hall, there was a giant statue of Yaksha more than 100 zhang high.

The colossus had two horns, a ghostly face and fangs, and held a deadwood-like scepter in front of it in its left hand, and three jade boxes in front of it in its right hand.

Huge wings spread out behind their backs, casting night-like shadows.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the three jade boxes, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Po pinched the trick with one hand, concealed his breath, and slowly escaped into the void, sneaking towards the right palm of the Yaksha.

Soon, Po moved in front of the Yaksha Colossus, escaped from the void, and grabbed the three jade boxes with five fingers and one finger.

Suddenly, the palm of the Yaksha Colossus flipped over, and the jade box suddenly disappeared, and instead a strange rune appeared in the palm of the hand, exuding terrifying power.

"Oh no! there's a trap!"

Yang Qingxuan said secretly, Ah Bao's pupils shrank, he could no longer sneak and stealth, raised his hand, and a circle of light flashed on his stubby fingers, and he pointed at the rune fiercely.

The face of the Yaksha Colossus was not real, and after the rune appeared in the palm of his hand, his eyes burst into a jewel-like red glow, and a terrifying aura spread.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt that the surrounding scene had changed suddenly, turning into a pure pitch-black space, and there was only a huge palm print in front of him, flying like a mountain!

"Boom!"

Ah Bao's finger power shattered under that giant palm, and the terrifying palm wind directly shattered the space, swept Ah Bao's entire body into it, and then threw it away!

"Bang!"

Po turned into a straight line and was slapped against the wall of the Yaksha Ancestral Hall, and then slowly fell to the ground, motionless, as if dead.

Lance, Yuan Kui and the others were all stunned.

When Po touched the trap, Lance's heart jumped out of his throat. But then the change shocked him extremely much, and soon turned into ecstasy, "Haha! It's a night skyscraper, I thought it was just an ancestral statue, but I didn't expect it to be a night sky!"

In ecstasy, Lance didn't care about fighting with Yuan Kui, and hurriedly flew towards the colossus.

The Colossus's form changed, with the scepter still in its left hand, but the right half of its body leaning forward in a splitting pose.

Yuan Kui was shocked, his eyes swept over Bao, and he stared nervously at Lance and the Colossus.

He also felt the power of the colossus's palm just now, it was definitely the power of the Dao realm, if it was him, he was afraid that he would have been shattered under the palm just now.

Yang Qingxuan was also shocked, and checked Ah Bao's body, which was actually more than half broken. Although he can barely stand up, his power is less than two or three out of ten.

Yang Qingxuan simply let Po lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, watching the movements of Lance and the Colossus, and watching the evolution of things.

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(End of chapter)