The high priest of the wolf clan tried his best, but he was half aboriginal, and the skills he mastered were really limited, so he couldn't fight even if he tried his best.
He waved the crutch. It was indeed a magic weapon, but it was a formation restriction set by Saint Guyang for him to control here. In terms of combat... it was of very little help.
Therefore, although he worked hard, his combat power did not improve.
"Come on, he's at the end of his rope."
"Behead this old bastard!"
"It's really ridiculous that he actually wants to kill us."
Everyone sneered. None of them had a noble birth, but now they were almost wiped out by an old werewolf with a low status. This was naturally a huge hatred.
"You all deserve to die, all of you die!" the wolf tribe's high priest roared, waving his cane continuously, shooting out streaks of black energy with extremely strong destructive power.
After all, he is a casting cauldron. Not only can the immortal cauldron suppress all the foundation builders, but the lethality of the secret power is also much higher.
Under such desperate efforts, everyone really didn't dare to fight head-on. They all avoided the attack temporarily, just trapping the opponent and slowly wearing it down.
Anyway, whether it's until the wolf tribe's high priest dies or the secret realm collapses, everyone leaves, which is good news for everyone.
This momentum was exhausted again and again, and the high priest of the wolf tribe no longer had any courage left.
His injury was too serious. This was not simply losing half of his body, but was caused by the two-star telepathy magic weapon Tianwen Jade. The wound would naturally have a destructive effect, preventing the healing of the injury.
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Therefore, the high priest of the wolf clan was bleeding continuously, and his injuries became more serious with every passing second.
Once this desperate energy passed, he was stretched thin.
"Die with me, you bastard!" The high priest of the wolf clan targeted Ling Han. If this person hadn't blown half of his body, how could he have ended up in this situation?
It’s all because of this person!
Therefore, if he was going to die, he would drag Ling Han along with him.
He rushed over at a very fast speed, which was filled with incomparable resentment and made him burn his potential again.
Ling Han was calm and collected, the world spread out so close to him, wow, he quickly retreated.
The high priest of the wolf clan was depressed to find that this foundation-building realm actually had a speed that was not inferior to his own.
How is this possible?
He was a cast cauldron. Even if he was severely injured, he was still a cast cauldron. How could he not be able to crush Ling Han in terms of speed?
This human being is simply a freak. It doesn't count him being severely injured, but he can't even do fu chou.
He watched helplessly as Ling Han kept a distance from him, and he clearly felt that his blood was constantly declining and his vitality was passing away at an extremely fast speed.
He is going to die.
"No! No! No!" He shouted looking up to the sky. He had been planning for so many years, but in the end it was all in vain?
He was really unwilling.
But what's the use of not being willing?
Bang, he could no longer keep his footing, stumbled, and fell heavily to the ground.
Swishing, swishing, attacks came one after another. Everyone was experienced in combat. No one stepped forward personally. They just hit the attacks from a distance. Although the lethality was weakened, it was better to be safe.
Puff puff puff, the wolf tribe's high priest ate all the attacks, and wounds appeared on his tall body, tearing his body apart, exposing his white bones and internal organs.
He was really at his wits end.
"Old ghost!" Someone stepped forward and slashed with a knife. Bang, the head of the wolf tribe's high priest was immediately chopped off.
This time, the old werewolf was definitely dead.
Everyone was truly relieved, feeling a layer of cold sweat on their backs.
After all, it was a cauldron who wanted to kill them, and the time and place were favorable to the high priest of the wolf clan. If Ling Han hadn't fired the beautiful first shot, they would probably have to confess here today.
"Brother Ling, thank you very much."
"Ling Han, I owe you a life."
Many people were frank and nodded to Ling Han, but some people pretended to be confused and didn't react at all.
Princess Bixiao felt happy. The more others praised Ling Han, the happier she felt. She felt more comfortable than praising herself.
"Is this sister-in-law?" Someone greeted Princess Bixiao with a smile, "Hey, Brother Ling, is your daughter so old?" He turned back and smiled at Ling Han.
Yeah, I was misunderstood.
Princess Bixiao felt her pretty face turn red all of a sudden, but somehow, she didn't want to argue, but acquiesced.
Ling Han also wanted to explain that after all, Princess Bixiao was still the daughter of a yellow flower, how could her reputation be ruined.
boom!
But before he opened his mouth, the whole cave trembled, and then the violent trembling couldn't stop.
"Is the secret realm going to collapse?"
"Did that old werewolf not lie? Someone really got the saint's inheritance, so the secret realm is about to collapse?"
"Not necessarily. The old werewolf might just think he has mastered everything. Maybe it was Saint Guyang who made him think so. Think about it, almost everyone has a copy of "Gu Yang Tian Jing". How capable is this saint?
Making trouble?"
"……Too."
As everyone was talking, boom, a powerful force spread, which no one could match. Phew, they felt their eyes flash, as if they had entered a strange passage, with bright and magnificent lights and shadows flashing in front of them.
Before they could see clearly, they fell out of the passage.
Hey, they have already left the secret realm of the Hidden Moon and arrived at the place where they entered at the beginning.
Woo hoo hoo, many people flew towards him immediately.
"Have you received the inheritance of a saint?" someone asked, standing in the sky.
"Seventh Senior Brother, we have all been fooled." A young man who came out of the secret realm took out the "Gu Yang Tian Jing" and handed it over.
The man in the sky fell down, picked up the "Gu Yang Tian Jing" and flipped through it. He couldn't help but laugh and cry: "This is a widely circulated book called "Pu Yang Gong", which is of extremely low grade."
"I also have a copy here." Another person came out of the secret realm and took out the "Gu Yang Tian Jing".
"This is the Eighteen Forms of Fulin, a very low-level magical technique."
Everyone took out the "Gu Yang Tian Jing" they had obtained and gave it to their masters or seniors in the family. The results were the same. They were cast using a very common magic technique.
Ling Han naturally wanted to make a fortune in silence. If he said that the real Ancient Yang Scripture was actually in his mind, he would probably be arrested by the powerful in the next moment and taken back to use the soul-searching technique.
He quietly retreated and returned to the imperial capital with Princess Bixiao and Liuwa.
This is Xuanbei Kingdom, Chen Fengyan's territory, so these people don't dare to use force. After all, among the people who came from across the stars, the strongest ones can only produce elixirs.
Ling Han returned to the imperial capital safely, and he immediately began to revise the Ancient Yang Scripture, and he immediately felt like he had been reborn.
It is indeed a sage's technique, it is so powerful.