Thinking of this, his eyes became bright, and he stared at the extraordinary talisman embedded in the cliff face from behind.

To save the wild bull monster, 9

The talisman and the breath of the Eight Desolation Locks fused together, and energy continued to flow through the talismans, and the silk buckles poured into the Eight Desolation Locks.

The vowel of the wild bull monster came through: "If you want to save me, you must break the Eight Desolation Locks!"

"The Eight Desolation Locks are comparable to sixth-grade or even seventh-grade magic weapons, it is not easy to break, and there is also a talisman to suppress, I am afraid it is as strong as a seventh-grade Dao weapon!"

The Eight Desolation Locks and Talisman Breath, for Yang Zhen, who is now extraordinary, can see more existences that he couldn't see before: "It is refined with 10,000 years, if you don't have to break it, you can collect it directly, but you can have this powerful chain." ”

"In the past thousand years, the Eight Desolation Lock has been torturing me, and it has begun to merge with my blood and bones, this Eight Desolation Lock has the ability to devour the breath of life, and the Feather Blessed Land is thinking that the Eight Desolation Lock will be fused with the flesh and blood of this seat, and it cannot be separated, and this seat will not be able to escape from the underground palace!"

"It seems that it is not possible to collect the Eight Desolation Locks, as long as you use the strongest power beyond the Fu Urn and the Eight Desolation Locks from this section of the Fu Ring, concentrate a little in an instant, and break the Eight Desolation Locks, and you will be able to regain your freedom. ”

"How difficult it is to break the Eight Desolation Locks, human boy, do you know how difficult it is to save this seat now?"

The Barbarian Bull Monster didn't give a good face, and it didn't seem to really believe that Yang Zhen could break the Eight Desolation Locks and then save him from the underground palace.

Even if it is still ten scattered cultivation giants, it is a dream to rescue the minotaur from the underground palace.

Who knew that Yang Zhen didn't take it to heart, but said calmly: "When you break the Eight Desolation Locks, it is estimated that in less than three breaths, the three elders of the Heavenly Venerable, the True Transformation Master, and the Dust Heavenly Master will be killed, with your injured state, can you be their opponent?"

The bull monster sneered arrogantly: "Although this seat is seriously injured, but the demon body contains divine power, the three elders want to suppress me, it is impossible, only without the Eight Desolation Locks, and the peerless powerhouse of the leader of the feather, even this master can help me?"

"I'll give you five Ten Thousand Ancient Spirit Objects first, as well as tens of thousands of Spirit Pills that have reached the Infinite Realm for you to take, and when your physical condition is better, I will break the Eight Desolation Locks!"

"Five Ten Thousand Ancient Spirit Creatures? Ten Thousand Infinite Realm Spirit Pills? Hurry!"

The bull monster seemed impatient.

With a little hand, a piece of spiritual light went up.

As soon as he went up, he was breathed out by the bull monster and inhaled the spiritual light.

Zizi!

After a while, a burst of power exploded in the bull monster's body, and there was not much movement in the periphery, and Yang Zhen was on the side, for him, he could even sense the energy explosion state in the bull monster's body.

10,000 Infinite Realm quality elixirs, Yang Zhen's body, can only swallow ten at most, and trolls like Xuanzhen and Four-armed Turtle Demon are estimated to be able to swallow them.

With the addition of five ancient spirit creatures, how much energy does it contain?

Among the many blood marks on the bull monster's body, the blood can be clearly seen, as if forming a storm crashing on the shore, bursting from the wound again and again.

Half-human, half-beast body, but the energy from the feet to the top of the head, it is full of energy momentum, deeply vibrating from the body of the savage bull monster.

While waiting, Yang Zhen was also sensing the quality of the Eight Desolation Locks, and was also ready to make a move.

Han Lin Mink suddenly reminded: "Master, once you want to break the Eight Desolation Locks and rescue the Minotaur, then from now on, you will be the mortal enemy of the Feather Blessed Land, and they will not let you go!"

"The Feather Blessed Land is one of the nine major forces, I heard the three elders say that this time they will discuss how to deal with the forces of the Wuji Sect, so they will also try their best to get rid of me and take the Wuji Ding from me, so I am already a thorn in the side of the Feather Blessed Land at this time, offending them?" Yang Zhenyun replied lightly.

Now he seems to be standing on the edge of a cliff, the first step may be an abyss, and the next step is nine major forces and countless powerhouses.

Since there is a risk of life and death in retreating and advancing, and there is no choice, it is better to break out of a way of life.

About half a month later, without waiting for the minotaur to completely fuse the elixir and the ancient spirit object, he couldn't wait to say: "Hurry up, this body has recovered a lot!!"

Can't wait!

Yang Zhen flashed to the front of the talisman, and the talisman pressed the Eight Desolation Lock into the cliff, and the Eight Desolation Lock as a whole was like a fishing net.

"Whoosh!"

Gently raised his hand, and a blue light appeared in his right hand.

It is a magic weapon covered with green rust, nondescript, like a sword.

Mysterious Rusty Sword!

The wild bull monster was not disappointed, angry and resentful: "Such a magic weapon ......"

"Ready..."

But Yang Zhen burst out with rolling true qi, wrapping the energy in the green rust sword, you must know that not long ago, after the thunder disaster quenching body, the true qi in his body has not yet recovered to thirty percent, and now he is urging it again.

The barbarian bull monster snorted its teeth, as if when Yang Zhen couldn't break the Eight Desolation Locks, he would swallow him in one bite.

"Concentrate a little, Green Rust Sword, it's up to you this time..."

The Mysterious Green Rust Sword is a peerless magic weapon, that's for sure, but even Yang Zhen can't really be sure that he will shatter the Eight Desolation Locks.

The soul dementor yin and yang nailed his breath in the heavenly hidden space, and stared at the outside world: "This green rust sword has not absorbed much of your true qi, it seems that it is really not an ordinary magic weapon, if it is an ordinary dao weapon, it will absorb some of your strength, but the more advanced the treasure, the more spiritual, and the master your true qi has not yet reached, the height that can make the green rust sword fuse, now you can only rely on the hardness of the magic weapon itself to shatter the eight desolate locks!"

Boom!

The waist exerted force, and the body was like a big curved bow, and he suddenly took a step, and suddenly rushed towards the Eight Desolation Locks like a fierce beast.

Scold!

Yang Zhen rushed over and caused the space to rub flames, staring intently at the Eight Desolation Locks, as if he could also see a lot of rust.

At this time, with lightning speed, Yang Zhen used all his strength to clench the green rusty sword, then shook his arm, and once again used his physical body to exert force, and smashed the sword towards the Eight Desolation Locks.

The eyes of the wild bull monster were also at this moment, and the demonic flames were rolling.

Click!

As the green rust sword hit the Eight Desolation Locks normally, there was not a clanging impact, but a shattering sound that broke the Eight Desolation Locks with absolute force.

The Eight Desolation Locks, which have been carefully refined for ten thousand years in the Blessed Land of Huayu, can't withstand even a trace of parrying power, and the Green Rust Sword is like breaking an egg in an instant, easily shattering the Eight Desolation Locks.

Rumble!

The talisman at the end of the cliff may be fused with the breath of the Eight Desolation Locks, or there may also be divine power to suppress the Eight Desolation Locks.

At the moment when the Eight Desolation Locks were shattered, after the talisman shook, an explosion suddenly occurred, engulfing Yang Zhen and the Eight Desolation Locks at the broken end.

Whew!

Poor Yang Zhen was blown away by the momentum while holding the green rusty sword.

Breaking the Eight Desolation Locks did not cause a concussion, but instead the talisman exploded, setting off such a terrifying explosion that made his flesh and blood blur.

The area around the dungeon was also under this explosion, and the cliffs and rocks suddenly turned into dust, and the surrounding area began to collapse on a large scale.

"Moo..."

The dungeon began to shake from below, and the water above also collapsed, and the explosion momentum and dust fragments swallowed everything.

A churning air flow erupted from above the dungeon, filled with many debris, and the mountains and earth around the dungeon also began to shake, and the ground subsidence and collapse occurred in many places.

As if dominated by the dungeon, this isolated island will quickly turn into ruins and eventually sink into the inland sea.

The roar of a peerless giant demon erupted from the dungeon that was engulfed in momentum.