Yang Xuan was a little disappointed. He thought that a powerful person like Hou Tu should have skills related to the divine soul. Unexpectedly, he was in the same situation as himself, and the divine soul was the weak link.

You must plan carefully to see what benefits you can get in this world. Although you have not obtained any spiritual skills so far, your strength has improved a lot, so it is not a disadvantage.

After a long time, Yang Xuan looked at Hou Tu and asked, "I ask you, if I go to heaven, will the saint take action?"

"Won't."

Yang Xuan was stunned and asked hurriedly, "Why? If the gods are messing around, the saints must be helping their own people."

"Haha, the saints are all busy doing an earth-shattering thing and can't spare any time."

"I plan to go to the sky, but I have seen the sky in this world, and there is no heaven at all." Yang Xuan shook his head, not to mention that he couldn't find it, there are micro satellites in space, not to mention the heaven.

, not even the hair was found at all.

"I have the spatial coordinates of Heaven. Without coordinates, you can't find the direction of Heaven."

"Tell me quickly."

"Why?" Hou Tu showed a playful expression.

"I like to make deals, tell me what you need." Yang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as there is a price, we can negotiate.

"You think of a way to help me get it out."

............

Yang Xuan's eyes widened. What he said almost made him dodge. "What did I think it was? For this matter, I was planning to let you out."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have 365 soul-fixing cones and a pair of sky-locking hooks that cannot be pulled out by ordinary people. There are saint inscriptions on them." Hou Tu said, in her eyes, Yang Xuan is just an ordinary practitioner.

, if you want to break the inscriptions of saints, you have to be a saint to break them. It is impossible for just anyone to become a saint.

Yang Xuan touched his chin. Although there was no hair on his mouth, he was quite reliable in his work. "I'll try it first. Anyway, I won't lose anything. Besides, my strength is not necessarily worse than that of a saint."

"The mana fluctuations in your body are only at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. The gap is too big."

"Who told you that I was going to use magic power? I rely on my body to make a living, just like you witch clan, it's up to me."

Yang Xuan said and jumped on Hou Tu's shoulders. You know, Hou Tu is now about a hundred meters tall.

When he grabbed the sky-locking hook with both hands, the inscriptions on the hook lit up one after another. Yang Xuan touched the inscriptions, which were very hot, with a heartbreaking feeling.

If an ordinary immortal had held the Sky-Locking Hook, he would have been bounced away long ago, or even directly killed by the inscription, but Yang Xuan's body is so strong, holding the Sky-Locking Hook just feels a little hot.

It's a pity that the hook was damaged, so it's better to take it off in case it needs to be used in the future. Yang Xuan fully discovered the virtue of diligence and frugality. He pulled open Hou Tu's clothes, hooked them deeply with a hook and two claws, and hooked them deeply into Hou Tu's clothes.

The bones of the lute were covered in dirt and dripping with blood. I don’t know how long this injury lasted, but it felt quite fresh, as if it had just been injured.

"Are you afraid of pain?"

"Not afraid."

"Well, then just bear with it." After Yang Xuan said that, he pulled out Hou Tu's pipa bone and pulled out the sky-locking hook. At this moment, the whole sky-locking hook shook violently, and his whole body was hot, as if there was a faint

The same bad omen.

"If you come in your true form, I will still respect you a little. Damn it for you, uncle, just the inscription." Yang Xuan shook it hard with one hand.

"Cacha."

I saw that there seemed to be some ice cube-like attachments on the two sky-locking hooks, which were broken into pieces. If a weapon has the inscription of a saint, its value is much higher than the original weapon. But Yang Xuan is not worried.

Who knows if the saint has the ability to break through the void? If there is a secret trace on the inscription, wouldn't he be bringing another trouble back to the main world?

"uh-huh."

Hou Tu, who was breathing evenly at first, suddenly sped up a little bit and gritted his teeth and hummed a few words.

Many people think that the pipa bone is the clavicle, but it is not. The pipa bone is also called the blade bone, which is a triangular flat bone located behind the chest and under the shoulder.

Houtu's body structure is completely different from that of humans. It's nothing else but more bones and more complex. Correspondingly, the structural perfection of the bones is far beyond that of humans.

Unfortunately, she also has pipa bones. In the same proportion, they are thicker than human ones, and the triangular edges are sharper. Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed, and the two pipa bones made a "click" sound. After the reset was completed, Hou Tu's body

Gradually, the momentum belonging to the strong emerged.

.

This kind of momentum is different from the past, like an eruption, like anger, more like the unwillingness of the suppressed heart. I don’t know how many years have passed, she has not tried the feeling of putting her feet on the ground for a long time, and she has been hanging around for so many years.

Her body was no different from when Dangru was injured.

"What's your name?" Hou Tu asked, lowering his head.

"My name is Yang Xuan. You still have 365 soul-fixing cones on your body. I will remove them for you now, but you have to take off your clothes."

Having experienced the Lich War, he has been fighting against heaven and earth since he was born, and he was not afraid even of the saints facing him. However, when Ting said that he wanted to take off his clothes, Hou Tu remained silent.

"The soul-fixing awl is punched into your body. Although there are holes in your clothes, you can't find them as soon as you move your position." Strangely enough, this soul-fixing awl can be touched and seen, but it is.

If you can't sense it, what's called "fixing the soul"? It's better to call it "avoiding the soul".

After a long time, Hou Tu pointed at Tao Zi and the three of them and said displeasedly, "Let them go out. I'm not used to people watching."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, feeling a little disdainful in his heart. His lower body was made of snakes. It was slippery and had scales. Who knows if there would be scales on his body if he took off his clothes.

Forget it, it’s good if it’s just scales. Wouldn’t it be more uncomfortable if it’s just pimples? Houtu is not a human being. Yang Xuan took a deep breath, got ready, and pulled Houtu’s clothes away

Dropped.

A piece of bronze skin color appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes. Not to mention her hot figure, there was not even a wrinkle. Unlike ordinary women, Hou Tu's body made people's first impression that it was hot, wild and ferocious.

It's just that the blood spots all over his body are more eye-catching.

"This Tathagata's attack is a bit harsh. The soul-fixing cone has even hit your body, directly to the bones." Yang Xuan touched Hou Tu's belly familiarly.

It's amazing, his body is so strong, yet he was nailed like this.

"Tathagata? Who is he? He also wants to hurt me. When I was living in the wilderness, he was still nursing." Hou Tu said disdainfully.

It was just that Yang Xuan touched his stomach, which was very uncomfortable, so he could only twist his body symbolically. Unfortunately, with the soul-fixing cone on his body, his body could not move violently, as if his body and control were separated.
Chapter completed!