C3327 Red Braised Lion's Head
"Yo, this Ancestor just heard someone say 'braised lion heads'. Where are they? "This Ancestor's saliva is already flowing out!"
As this sudden voice rang out, a figure dressed in snow-white quietly appeared in the distance within the Void. With both hands behind his back, he had the look of a hedonistic young master with a pale complexion and a cold and proud smile on his face. His triangular eyes, however, revealed a ferocious look as he firmly locked onto the 30,000-meter-tall lion that was emanating the might of the Void!
It was Ye Xuan!
Of course, the current him was the old ancestor of the Demonic Yin Clan, the young master of the Nether Race!
In an instant, exclamations came from the surrounding Void.
"Heavens, look who's here!"
"The old ancestor of the Demonic Yin Clan is happy? He was actually not left behind by the Ancestor of the Ghost Turtle clan. This is too shocking! Before, he was so arrogant and called herself the Ancestor in front of the Elder of the Ghost Turtle clan, who is at the late stage of the Heaven and Earth Realm! "
"To be able to return in this kind of situation, could it be that the Nether Turtle Ancestor is really inviting him courteously?"
At the very least, the Ancestor of the Ghost Turtle Tribe has already accepted his identity. When the Patriarch of the Ghost Turtle Clan came to welcome him personally, she clearly viewed him as an equal. Could it be that Ancestor really came from the Ancient Desolation, is it because of the legendary young master of the Nether Clan who is already extinct? "" That's right.
"That's more or less the case. The Nether Clan's Ancestor s were most likely on the same side as the Nether Turtle Clan's Ancestor s back then. This is a sign that they'll be joining hands again in the future. The Demonic Sound Clan has found a great backer!"
The situation is going to get chaotic soon, this is the Underworld Turtle clan, although the Fighting Lion clan is not afraid of the Underworld Turtle clan, but just like their young clan leader bullying the Demonic Sound Clan, the Fighting Lion clan's transcendent supreme elders are also not here. If Ancestor wants to go berserk, the old man in the black fortress would most likely not dare to make a move, otherwise the Netherworld Turtle clan's living fossils would definitely attack!
"From the looks of it, this battle should have stopped between Lion Tyrant Wind and Huan Old Clans and won't be expanded any further. Since it involves the powers of the Qiankun, it will be difficult to end the situation!"
"The current genius of the War Lion Tribe is going against the sealed young master of the Nether Clan? The two were separated by an ancient period of time, yet there was a great war in this world. This battle was unprecedented!
Yin Seven, Yin Eight, Yin Nine, and the rest of the Demonic Sound Clan's people were even more excited as they shouted.
"The Ancestor has returned, our clan is flourishing!"
"That's right, the Ghost Turtle Ancestor invited us personally and sent us back in the end. My ancestor is mighty and must have allied with the Ghost Turtle Clan, this is our territory."
"Hahaha, how satisfying! The lion dog of the War Lion Tribe actually dared to provoke my clan in the Sea of the Nether Turtle. Now, it is dumbfounded. It actually kicked an iron plate!"
"I am the ruler of my territory. old ancestor, please destroy the lion head!"
"Huanhuan Ancestor, the number one in the world!"
Immortal fortune will always be enjoyed. Lives shall be the same as the Heavens!
"Huan Huan Ancestor, punches and kicks!"
"Lion head big dog, wailing."
In the end, the slogan that was similar to singing praises for virtue once again came out. It was even slightly altered, and when targeted, it directly pointed towards the 30,000-meter long Blood Lion's true form, Lion Tyrant Wind!
In the face of such a change, the atmosphere of the surrounding Void immediately froze.
The unexpected return of the Yin Demon Clan's Young Lord was too shocking!
There were people who were suspicious of whether or not he had been detained by the Ancestor s of the Nether Turtle clan. After all, he was too arrogant and disrespectful to the elder of the Nether Turtle clan, who was at the late stage of the Fifteenth Realm of the Universe.
In fact, the reason the Fighting Lion Tribe's junior family head had attacked the Demonic Sound Clan was not only because he couldn't bear to watch them, but also because he wanted to show off in this battle. Part of the reason was because the Demonic Lord was not going to be able to return.
But at this moment, with the arrival of Ye Xuan, this conjecture was immediately broken. The hearts of the various Strongman s who were spectating the battle in the surrounding Void all leaped into their throats, as they knew that there was going to be a big battle.
At this moment, following Ye Xuan's arrival, the young clan leader of the War Lion Tribe, Lion Ba Feng, also stopped his attack. Separated by several thousand miles, he looked at Ye Xuan, who was slowly walking towards him with his hands behind his back.
He said with a cold smile, "Young Master Nether?"
"It is indeed my Ancestor, Great Lion Dog. Don't think that you can escape death by trying to get close to me. Today, you are destined to be made into a lion's head by my Ancestor!"2
Ye Xuan sneered, and suddenly replied as he unceremoniously raised his hand and waved it in the distance, pointing in the direction of the Void where Lion Ba Feng was at.
"Swoosh!"
A weak dark green light shot out from between Ye Xuan's brows at an extreme speed. In the blink of an eye, it had spanned thousands of kilometers, and in less than half a breath, it had already arrived in front of the thirty thousand meter large lion.
Soon after, before anyone could come back to their senses, the faint, almost imperceptible dark green light instantly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to a size of three thousand feet and became a terrifying dark green withered claw.
Immediately afterwards, with a flash of dark green radiance, the withered claw vanished, while the 30,000-meter lion's head silently rolled off its shoulder ?
"Pfft!"
"Hualalala!"
From the neck cavity that had lost its head for tens of thousands of meters, boiling hot blood shot up into the sky. It surged for tens of thousands of meters before finally transforming into a majestic rain of blood that sprinkled down onto the Void.
This scene happened too quickly and no one was able to react in time. But at this time, as the burning hot blood rain fell from the sky, Ye Xuan's voice that was filled with a strong sense of laziness abruptly rang out.
Soon after, the gigantic lion head, which was three thousand meters long, angrily stared at the body of the blood lion with its eyes wide open, then disappeared along with the body of the blood lion that was spurting out fresh blood from its neck.
Even the blood of the berserk lion that was raining down from the sky in the Void had disappeared without a trace!
This was the result of Ye Xuan activating the Devouring System's ability to forcibly swallow everything. Although this Bloody Berserk Lion couldn't be raised, its flesh was still extraordinary, and the War Lion Tribe already had the blood of the Ancient Creature Bloody Berserk Lion. Right now, the young clan leader with the highest concentration of bloodlines, Lion Ba Feng, had even used his bloodline's ability to materialize his third form, the Berserk Lion True Body.
To Ye Xuan, these meat were the best materials for pill refining.
Right now, after he had activated Devouring System and absorbed them into his body, the Ferocious Lion true blood was immediately absorbed by a bottle like spatial treasure. Even the headless Ferocious Lion body was stored in a large volume of spatial magic treasure. It was able to keep it from rotting and the effects of the medicine would not dissipate.
In the future, when he needed it, he would use it as much as he could and cut it as much as he wanted!
As for the huge lion's head, Ye Xuan had just said that he would drool if he wanted to eat Red Braised Lion's Head, so he naturally would not go back on his words.
In the blink of an eye, it had been roasted by the orange flame inside the cauldron. With a wave of his hand, another one that was six or seven hundred meters small, as if it was a small hill, appeared in front of Ye Xuan. It had a golden surface with sweat trickling down its head.
"Old bastards, ready to eat!"
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