"Oh? Change it?" Ye Xingchen raised his eyelids, looked at the White Elephant King opposite, and said unhurriedly: "How does the Elephant King plan to change it?"
"Add the Witch God Palace." The White Elephant King twisted his nose a few times and said with a smile: "In this way, not only can I release your friends, but also the treasures in the Immortal King's tomb, and
How about I count you a share?"
Want the Witch God Palace?
After listening to the words of the White Elephant King, Ye Xingchen sneered in his heart, and there was no look of surprise on his face. As early as when the White Elephant King opened his mouth and wanted to change the conditions, he had already guessed that the monster of the White Elephant Clan was interested in him.
The Witch God Palace is tempted.
Even the Ghost Painter and the Iron Feather Eagle King were tempted by a treasure like the Wushen Palace, let alone the White Elephant King who was trapped in the Tomb of the Immortal King and never saw the light of day, and was already at the end of his rope.
"King Xiang, this Witch God Palace is not mine. Even if you want it, I can't be the master." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said calmly.
"Humph, it's not yours?"
boom!
The White Elephant King turned against him faster than flipping through a book. The smile on his face turned murderous in an instant, and his elephant eyes as big as copper bells looked at Ye Xingchen with a venomous look.
He sneered and said: "Tsk tsk... Since this Witch God Palace is not yours, then I have no choice but to come and get it myself."
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The elephant soul roared low, and a monstrous rage erupted from its body. The four- to five-meter-long elephant trunk swept towards the Wushen Palace.
The huge elephant legs stomped lightly on the ground.
There was only a "boom" sound, and the entire Elephant Temple shook. Countless rocks rolled down from the cave wall. Seeing that the White Elephant King failed to negotiate, he changed to an open fight. Ye Xingchen didn't care and just sneered.
After making two noises, he said calmly to the Witch God Palace suppressing the female leopard demon: "Witch Palace Master, if you don't take action, this dirty white elephant demon will tarnish your Tianbao."
Already."
"Witch...Witch Palace Master?"
Whoosh!
Snow Fox, who had already retreated, was so frightened that he started to tremble when he heard Ye Xingchen's words, "Master of the Witch Palace". When he looked at the Witch Palace, he became suspicious and frightened.
No one knows better than her how terrifying Wu Ling'er's methods are. Even though the White Elephant King's realm is higher than that of Wu Ling'er at his peak, she would rather face the White Elephant King than that one.
The Lord of the Witch Clan who had imprisoned her for countless years.
"Hmph, you evil beast, you dare to touch the treasures of this palace master. Are you tired of living?" A soft voice came from the Wushen Palace. The White Elephant King, who had already rushed over, looked at him before he could react.
Then, a mist-like soul floated out from the Wushen Palace. He raised his hand and gave a palm, saying in a cold voice: "Heaven Transformation Palm..."
Bang bang bang bang!
Wu Ling'er's palm hit the White Elephant King on the head, making a muffled sound, and the entire Elephant Temple shook. I saw that the White Elephant King's body weighing more than ten thousand kilograms was actually crushed by Wu Ling'er's limp body.
With one palm strike, he fell and flew out.
It hit the stone wall and rolled down.
"Xiang...Xiang King, are you okay?"
Wow!
A large group of demon kings rushed over quickly, but the Divine Wind Bone Rat King, hyena demons and others who were guarding in front of Lin Huimin and Liu Yuxian were dumbfounded.
A terrifying existence as powerful as the White Elephant King was knocked away by a remnant soul?
This kind of thing simply overturned their cognition. You must know that the White Elephant King is already half-step into the immortal realm. Apart from the immortals who have been buried for millions of years, it is really difficult for them to imagine that there are other people in this world.
Who can be so powerful.
"Heaven Transformation Palm, Immortal Technique?" The White Elephant King's pupils shrank, and he looked solemnly at the soul shadow blocking the front of the Wushen Palace. He gritted his teeth and said with a fierce look on his face: "Who are you?
who?"
"Wu Ling'er." Hun Ying said calmly.
Hearing the words 'Wulin'er', not only the surrounding demon kings, but also the white elephant king's face flashed with a look of confusion. Before it could speak, it saw that the soul shadow gradually condensed.
She took on the appearance of Wu Ling'er, her eyes wandered on the White Elephant King for a moment, and said: "There is actually a remnant of the White Elephant clan, living in the tomb of the Immortal King. Humph, why, Bai Qiye didn't tell you
, if you get your hands on some treasures casually, is it possible that you will die?"
"Bai...Bai Qiye?"
Whoosh!
The White Elephant King's expression suddenly changed. Others didn't know who Bai Qiye was, but he was not unfamiliar at all. This was the name of his grandfather, the super strong man of the White Elephant clan.
A genius from the White Elephant tribe.
"Hmph, it's just a remnant soul. Stop pretending to be a ghost here and say, how do you know my grandfather's name?" The White Elephant King roared, looking at Wu Ling'er with murderous intent, and said in a buzzing voice.
"Bai Qiye? Didn't it tell you that my palace master's former mount was a white elephant demon, and its name was Bai Qiye." Wu Ling'er said calmly.
"Mount?" The expression on the White Elephant King's face suddenly changed, and his scarlet eyes instantly became violent. He said angrily: "You...bastard, you dare to humiliate my grandfather, you are seeking death.
"
"Elephant Town Territory."
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
An extremely arrogant momentum swept towards Wu Ling'er, and the elephant soul dozens of meters high instantly turned into thousands of ancient and obscure runes, each of which seemed to be stained with a lot of blood.
There is also a hint of fairy spirit mixed in it.
As soon as the White Elephant King made his move, everyone in the Elephant Temple felt an inexplicable pressure. The demon kings closest to it were imprisoned on the spot. The Divine Wind Bone Rat King and the others,
Everyone's mouths were opened wide, and it seemed that even breathing was becoming difficult.
"Is it the magical power of the White Elephant Clan?" Wu Ling'er's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said calmly: "It's a bit interesting, but it's a pity that compared to Bai Qiye's "Star-Suppressing Seal", it's not even a little bit inferior, huh, just by virtue of it
With this little ability, do you dare to get involved in my palace master’s Witch God Palace?”
"The Finger of Annihilation."
Poof!
Before the runes transformed from the elephant soul could be crushed down, Wu Ling'er raised her arm and pointed a finger. The Wushen Palace hanging behind her erupted into a dazzling light with a 'buzz' sound, and a terrifying momentum instantly erupted.
enveloped her body.
That finger seemed to be able to penetrate the infinite sea of stars.
Before the White Elephant King could react, the runes transformed from its elephant soul started to burn. Seeing this scene, the White Elephant King's face also changed wildly. He let out an angry low roar in his throat and raised his head.
His legs crushed Wu Ling'er.
"Stinky... stinky woman, if you dare to hurt my life and soul, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces and trample you into a pulp."
An extremely huge elephant leg stepped on Wu Ling'er's head.