Chapter 105: Fighting in secret, the naughty Yang Erlang!
Yang Potian stretched out his hand and the soul bone was drawn into his hand.
"This is the left arm bone of a 180,000-year-old bloodthirsty soul. My father's birthday is coming soon. This soul bone can be used as a gift." Yang Potian smiled brilliantly and put the soul bone away.
"Master, the energy of this soul ring is too huge. I need to refine it." The Deep Sea Mad Dragon turned over and seemed to be in some pain.
"As one of the overlords of my frozen forest, you know where there are blue sky sound beasts nearby, preferably ones that are about 50,000 years old."
Because of the appearance of the Deep Sea Mad Dragon, a series of battles were triggered. The previous battles resulted in the absence of any soul beasts within a few kilometers, so the Blue Sky Sound Beast would definitely not appear.
"A fifty thousand year old Azure Sky Sound Beast? Isn't there a larger race in the east? Master, don't worry, it's just a matter of a word!"
The deep-sea mad dragon took a deep breath, gathered his energy and roared towards the sky.
This roar was not as loud as the one that erupted during a battle. It seemed to be a soul beast's way of transmitting sound. Before, the Azure Bull Python in the Star Dou Great Forest roared with sound waves of this frequency.
In the east, the Biqingtianyin beast, which was resting on a piece of soft white snow, was frightened when it heard the sound.
"Ask a 50,000-year-old soul beast from your tribe to come to me, or I will come here myself." This is probably what it means.
This 80,000-year-old soul beast didn't dare to delay, fearing that the Deep Sea Mad Dragon would come here in person to kill people, so it let its second wife go without any hesitation.
It is the patriarch of the tribe, and all the Biqing Tianyin beasts obey its orders unconditionally.
This ten thousand year old soul beast did not resist, but instead headed towards the glacier at an extremely fast speed.
In just a few minutes, this gentle-looking Biqing Tianyin beast appeared in front of everyone. Facing the breath of the deep-sea mad dragon, it lay on the ground and trembled.
"You, sacrifice yourself to this mistress immediately, and the Biqing Tianyin Beast Clan will be under my protection!" The Deep Sea Mad Dragon was majestic and majestic.
The fifty thousand year old Biqing Tianyin beast was immediately surprised when it heard this. For the sake of its tribe, it launched a sacrificial ceremony, sacrificing not only its body but also its soul, giving all of itself to Liu Yun.
The body of the Biqing Tianyin beast has dissipated, turning into countless light particles floating in the air, gradually converging into a vortex of energy.
At this time, Liu Yun was enveloped by the dazzling blue light before she could react, and a large amount of soft soul power slowly entered her body.
Her martial spirit automatically possessed her body, six spirit rings gradually appeared, and the seventh spirit ring was also slowly condensing.
A ten thousand year soul beast can already start the sacrifice ceremony, but it is not as domineering as a hundred thousand year soul beast. Once a hundred thousand year soul beast starts the sacrifice, even a Titled Douluo cannot stop it.
The sacrifice of the ten thousand year soul beast might be interrupted, but with the crushing aura of the deep sea mad dragon and Yang Potian watching nearby, it was almost impossible for any problems to occur.
"Master, this soul beast has sacrificed its soul. It will bring a soul bone that is very compatible with the mistress." Deep Sea Mad Dragon Weng Sheng said
“Well, you must take good care of the soul beast race of the Biqing Tianyin Beast, and never go back on your word.” Yang Potian nodded slightly after hearing this, and glanced at Liu Yun who was being sacrificed.
The reason why the Blue Clear Sky Sound Beast was so willing to sacrifice everything, besides the order from the Deep Sea Mad Dragon, was mostly because the Deep Sea Mad Dragon would agree to protect their tribe.
"Master, rest assured, I will definitely do what I say."
"Well, go and refine the energy of the bloodthirsty Mosasaur."
As soon as Yang Potian finished speaking, the Deep Sea Mad Dragon dived into the water to refine the energy of the soul ring, while Yang Potian acted as the dissection master, controlling the Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear to begin decomposing the flesh and blood of the bloodthirsty Mosasaur.
"The bones can be used to make soup. The marrow is very nutritious. There is absolutely no technology or hard work involved. This flesh and blood will be enough for them to eat for more than half a year!"
This bloodthirsty Mosasaur was covered in tendon flesh and was over two hundred meters long. The density of its flesh and blood was much greater than that of ordinary soul beasts. It took Yang Potian more than half an hour to completely decompose it.
Destroy the clan.
"How come Potian still hasn't replied?" Yang Wudi stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, with two elders standing behind him.
"No, Potian may have his own things to do." The elder said in a deep voice, "Yes, did the spies find out?"
"Not yet. They did it very covertly, but it's already obvious. This was done by the Spirit Hall!"
The Pozhi clan was attacked, and everyone in the clan knew who did it. Who else could it be other than the Spirit Hall led by Bibi Dong?
"The Spirit Hall is going too far. If they want to target my Po Yi clan, they should just do it openly. They are really shady rats in the underground world by acting like this!"
"The key point is that even if we suffer this loss, we will not be able to fight against the Spirit Hall. Once we take the initiative to attack, the Spirit Hall will have a legitimate reason to take action."
The three of them were silent.
"Where are the second generation's four sons?" Yang Wudi's gloomy eyes flashed with cold light, and a bold plan emerged in his mind.
"The three are already in the clan, and Yang Ye and his men are on their way."
"Very good! Inform Yang Yu and the other two. I want them to hide completely in the dark. If they meet anyone from the Spirit Hall, kill them all! Don't spare any of them!"
The world believed that the four sons of the Yang family were only at the Soul Saint level in terms of their strength. No one knew that they had already broken through to the Soul Douluo level, except for the Peerless Dragon Snake.
The Poyi Clan had previously trained four people as pillars of the family, and even the Spirit Hall knew very little about them.
"It's up to you, clan leader. The four of them are strong enough to stand on their own. It's time to let them go out and exercise."
Since you kill our people, then we will kill your people. Anyway, the four of them are powerful Soul Douluos, and there are few Soul Douluos of the same level who can rival them.
"The Spirit Hall has been suppressing us more and more frequently recently. It's a pity that our family is not strong enough, otherwise we would definitely turn against the Spirit Hall."
"Now we still need to comfort the relatives of the deceased clansmen and prepare for the awakening of the martial spirits in two days. The fourth generation of disciples is almost ready."
This time, there are a lot of fourth-generation disciples from the Poyi clan, more than twenty in total.
Several of the disciples were valued by the family, especially a little fellow named Erlang. Yang Wudi once held him in his arms when he was just born, but he was peed on in the face.
From then on, Yang Wudi no longer held the children of his tribesmen.
But this is all dark history.
"Grandpa Invincible!" Suddenly a playful voice came from outside
The two elders had black lines on their foreheads. This kid is here again.
"The clan leader is looking for you again, so we'll leave first."
The two elders chuckled and disappeared in a flash. The next moment, a little kid about meters tall ran in with an iron spear in his hand.
Yang Wudi wordlessly pushed away the tip of his gun.
"Erlang, don't you know that you can't point your spear at your tribe members?"
"Grandpa Wudi, Uncle San wants to beat me up."
"Why did your uncle beat you?"
Yang Wudi stood still like a mountain, his face indifferent. This kid had a bad heart. There must be a reason why his third uncle wanted to beat him up.
"Because I shaved his beard while he was sleeping, and that's why he didn't teach me the Yang family spear technique~"
Yang Wudi's mouth twitched.
(End of this chapter)