Shang Xiye ignored it and sat cross-legged in front of the blood array, his hands forming a hand seal and his eyes closed.

He was completely absorbed in recalling the battle against the beast tide outside Mangcheng.

At that time, the Ancestral Beast was just a ferocious beast that had recently advanced to the level of a demon beast. Its intelligence had not yet fully developed, and it was easily defeated by the Ghost Face!

It's weak!

Even if it has grown during this period, it will never grow to the level of an adult ancestral beast.

The Phantom Ancestral Beast clearly knew what Shang Xiye was doing, and it flapped its iron-feathered wings and pounced on Shang Xiye.

"Don't even think about weakening me again! This time I won't give you a chance to breathe!" the Phantom Ancestral Beast roared fiercely.

But its words had barely faded.

"Bang!"

A loud crash followed as it slammed into the blood-red array light that suddenly sprang up, causing the beast's head to tilt to one side.

Both Guimian and Xuebingling seemed to hear the cracking sound of their necks breaking, and just hearing it made their necks hurt.

"I didn't expect you to have some ability, actually able to set up a level-Earth formation." The Phantom Ancestral Beast shook its neck, which had been knocked askew. Its two rows of sharp teeth, shaped like shark teeth, were bared, and its jaw trembled slightly. Black and foul-smelling saliva dripped continuously from between its teeth, making it extremely terrifying and disgusting.

The only difference between it and the ancestral beast is probably its eyes.

The ancestral beast is a living creature, and when it looks at things, its eyes have a unique brilliance and a variety of emotions that change with the environment.

But it didn't; its pale yellow eyes held only ferocity, brutality, and killing intent.

"But unfortunately, this formation is based on your blood. Once more than half of your blood is used up, you will run out of strength." The Phantom Ancestral Beast stated the facts arrogantly and cruelly, pacing back and forth, hoping to find the flaw in the formation or Shang Xiye's strength. "Moreover, the price of using your own blood as a foundation is to damage your own foundation. Even if you can defeat me today, your cultivation path will be ruined!"

"I'll destroy your grandpa!" Ghost Face raised his front paws and helped the little fox, who had been stunned for a long time, to its feet.

He cursed angrily and then charged towards the Phantom Ancestral Beast.

He couldn't stand this guy's foul mouth; he actually dared to curse his master's cultivation path to be ruined.

Whether it's a real underling or a fake one, he's going to cripple this guy right now!

Looking at the lithe back of the ghost-faced figure, Xue Bingling then looked down at the few tufts of downy hair between her fingers, held high in front of her chest:

"..."

If these claws are chopped off, can this incident be erased and everyone forget about it?

Xue Bingling's bright red lips were pressed tightly together, her narrow fox eyes slightly narrowed, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Can anyone tell her what's going on?!

She clearly fell onto Brother Shang, so why did she end up molesting that dog?

When the Phantom Ancestral Beast saw Ghost Face charging towards it from the other side of the blood array, it excitedly provoked him: "Come on, come and die, you unweaned puppy, I'll just use you to fill my belly first."

"Holy crap, I'm fucking..."

"Ghost Face! Don't fall for its trick!"

Ghost Face ran behind Shang Xiye, braced his hind legs, and was about to leap over when Shang Xiye stopped him in time.

"Master, don't stop me! This thing is so arrogant, I'm going to tear it apart!" Ghost Face roared, burning with rage.

"The blood array will break as soon as you get there, and all my efforts will be in vain," Shang Xiye said hurriedly. Distracted by the ghost mask, he was even less able to calm down and recall the past, and to weaken the strength of the Phantom Ancestral Beast in his mind.