"God slaying little beast! My Iori tribe has accumulated for thousands of years! It is almost drained! There is a problem here, there must be a problem! This little beast must be playing tricks!"
The elder of the Eight Gods tribe who is temporarily in charge of the treasure medicine garden seems to be more than ten years old out of thin air, his whole person slumped on the ground and roared like a madman, like an evil ghost!
"There are nearly fifty thousand-year-old treasure medicines! Don't talk about lighting up ten magic orifices, just wait for me, one hundred is enough! This little animal only lights up four? He is taking it We play like monkeys!"
The Eight Gods Blue Sky also roared!
However, before the others could speak, they could only hear Ye Wuque's voice from within the huge light curtain!
"Dog minions! Are you blind again? Where's the treasure medicine?"
puff!
When the elder of the Eight Gods tribe who was temporarily in charge of the Treasure Medicine Garden heard this, his throat trembled and a big mouthful of blood spurted out!
Then this elder jumped up from the ground like a rabbit stepped on his tail, his teeth clenched and screamed before the huge light curtain!
"Little beast, you have absorbed so many precious medicines, enough to light up a hundred divine orifices! You only light up four divine orifices? Do you really think we are stupid? You are looking for death, the little one beside you Beast, I want him to die now!!"
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Inside the cell, the elder's spiteful and crazy curses echoed, and there was a cuckoo's wailing, as if he had been cut out of his heart!
After Ye Wuque heard this, his body sitting cross-legged remained motionless. There was no change in expression on his face. Instead, an undisguised contemptuous sneer appeared: "Of course you dog minions are not stupid, but... idiot! "
"Who is Xiaoye? I am... Peerless Tianjiao!"
"Do you know what a Peerless Tianjiao is? If you tie together the number of geniuses on your dog minions, can there be more than one person?"
"My divine orifice wants to light up, can it be like yours?"
"Idiot waste, I don't know the situation, I'm still here chirping!"
Ye Wuque's voice came from the huge light curtain, and it exploded like thunder in the Ancestral Palace!
"You...puff!!!"
Then the whole body of the elder who was in charge of the treasure medicine garden for the time being suddenly condensed, and after only having time to spit out the word "you", he spouted another mouthful of blood, and then went straight down like this, and was fainted with anger!
At this moment, the rest of the people were also gritted their teeth, their eyes were black, blood spurted, and the Qiqiao was so angry that the killing intent was surging, and they wished to rush down immediately and thwart Ye Wuque's bones and ashes!
However, in the next moment, the faces of all the elders of the Eight Gods suddenly became extremely ugly, and their hearts were extremely aggrieved!
Because they suddenly felt that they couldn't refute Ye Wuque at all!
All of them are tied together, and the number of divine orifices seems to be really not as many as Ye Wuque alone!
"Difficult, is it possible that what this little beast said is true?"
After a while, someone spoke with difficulty, with a hoarse voice and a hint of uncertainty.
They felt that Ye Wuque was playing tricks, but they felt that Ye Wuque's words had some truth.
At this moment, even the expressions of Iori Qiu and Iori Xie were hard to see to their extremes, feeling that they were stuck in their throats and couldn't say a word.
"Here, I underestimated him! His potential is even more amazing than imagined! Three hundred and sixty-five gods...good!"
Suddenly, Iori Hong spoke like this, with a slight...excitement in his tone!
"Elder Hong!"
Iori Qiu suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.
"In my original estimate, this son needs to light up ten divine orifices before the divine nature in the blood is strong enough to transform into true divine blood. This son would have expected this. ."
"But now it seems that there are no ten at all, just light up... five, that is enough."
"In other words, as long as he lights up another divine orifice, the concentration of divine blood in his body will be enough for me to completely get rid of... curse!"
boom!
As soon as Iori Hong said this, the atmosphere in the originally gloomy and angry Ancestral Temple changed suddenly, and the killing intent in the eyes of all Iori elders was replaced by excitement and surprise!
And at this moment, Iori Qiu's pair of gloomy eyes also burst out with fiery spirits!
"This little beast thinks he is clever and keeps his tricks, but unfortunately, his fate is already doomed! Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness!"
"Give him a treasure!!"
"As long as the curse can be lifted, it is worth paying any price!!"
Iori Qiu stood up from the throne and roared loudly!
Hum!
After three breaths, the power of space came out again in the cell!
Under Ye Wuque's eyes with a sharp smile, he saw another twenty precious medicines flying down!
When Ye Wuque finished his distribution, he looked at the ten treasured medicines floating in front of him, and his dazzling gaze was filled with deep warmth!
"Ten... should be enough..."
Then, they horrified all the elders of the Eight Gods tribe, under the trembling eyes with numb scalp, they actually saw Ye Wuque divided twice, and swallowed all the ten precious medicines in one go!
boom!
In almost an instant, Ye Wuque's whole body burned completely, the power of the treasure medicine turned into a colorful flame, igniting the entire cell, the blazing high temperature exploded like boiling magma, and it was submerged together, and nothing was clear. Up!
The huge light curtain in the Ancestral Palace became blurred at this moment!
At this moment, the desert in Ye Wuque's body, the sea of bitterness shook the sky, and it was completely boiling!
The endless power of violent treasure medicine swept like a storm galaxy destroying the starry sky, and Ye Wuque's physical body seemed to melt wherever he went!
And on the only barren ground originally, a crack of less than half an inch had already appeared at some point. From within, it seemed to be faintly shining with an unimaginable splendor!
This is the only effect brought about by the power of nearly fifty precious medicines that Ye Wuque had taken before!
Did not open up the fountain of light, but it seems that it has reached a certain point!
What is needed now is the last, most fierce and brutal medicine!
Wow!
The dragon of spiritual energy transformed by the power of a hundred treasure medicine roared, and the violent breath boiled the bitter sea, making the entire desert completely illuminated!
Then, under Ye Wuque's will, the hundred long dragons of spiritual energy were like opening up the world, rushing toward the only barrenness, toward the crack less than half an inch...
"The last fountain of light! Give me... open!!!"
