Yang Kun glanced at Yang Chunquan, Yang Yanhu and others, then nodded at them and rushed towards Amo first.
Yang Chunquan and the others did not hesitate and rushed forward when Yang Kun rushed towards Amo.
Yang Kun thought that if he and the transformed ancient beasts worked together, they would be able to kill Ah Mo, but he didn't expect that both sides would suffer losses...
Yang Kun saw that Yang Chunquan and the others had suffered a lot of injuries and had no fighting power anymore, so he took them back to the monster space to recuperate. Yang Kun covered his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Amo fiercely.
A Mo's eyes were red and he stared at Yang Kun.
In his heart, Yang Kun was a remarkable man since he could beat him to such an extent. However, even so, Yang Kun still could not defeat him.
Blood kept flowing from the corner of Amo's mouth. Even though he was still standing, his body was already covered with scars. He was only holding on by force and not falling down.
"Even if you try your best, it doesn't matter. You still can't beat me."
A Mo spoke indifferently, but looked at Yang Kun with sarcasm in his eyes, as if Yang Kun would die in his hands in the next moment.
Yang Kun didn't say anything, but he saw a figure struggling to stand up from the ground behind Amo opposite him, and then pounced on Amo.
Yang Kun couldn't help but laugh, which made Amo feel confused.
"What are you laughing at?"
As soon as Amo finished speaking, he opened his eyes wide and slowly lowered his head in disbelief.
After he lowered his head, he saw a spotless white hand passing through his chest, holding a snow-white inner elixir.
Amo fell to the ground with a bang, and after falling, he saw who the owner of that flawless white hand was.
"Impossible! You... why... aren't you dead yet..."
The owner of the flawless white hand slowly walked out from the shadows, holding Amo's inner elixir in his hand. The face that looked exactly like Amo's, with a cold expression, looked down at Amo.
"You didn't expect it, did you? I'm not dead yet. When you killed me without hesitation, I used a magic weapon to transform my body into ice and snow, and then used the ice and snow to condense my body. You can't guess, but my father actually gave me a magic weapon that can use ice and snow to exchange my body for my body."
"Oh... Father... Father... You are still so partial after all..."
Amo said this sadly, then turned to look at Xiaoshi who was unconscious on the throne. His lips moved slightly, and then his eyes lost their luster.
Amo died, killed in such a dramatic way.
Yang Kun sat on the ground with his hands covering his chest, looking at Axue who was standing there, dressed in white but full of nobility. Suddenly he realized that Axue was the most scheming person.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. What a good plan!
Yang Kun watched Axue look at Amo's body coldly, then put Amo's inner elixir into his own body, then took out his own inner elixir and threw it to Yang Kun. Finally, he turned and walked to the throne, picked up the unconscious Xiaoshi, and walked into the room.
Yang Kun didn't call him, but just watched him leave the hall holding Xiao Shi, and then disappear around the corner.
Yang Kun looked at the snow-white inner elixir in his hand and suddenly smiled. Then he put the inner elixir into the storage space and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
After he adjusted his breathing, he exchanged the method of eliminating true qi from the system, eliminated the true qi in the internal organs of Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming, and then woke them up.