Precious Bone In Hand

"Damn it! No matter what, I can't let that old man obtain the precious bone!"

Yuelun was about to send a voice transmission to Ye Xuan, but then noticed that he was already in front of the ape.

He glanced at the elder of the Immortal Divine sect, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"With me around, who would dare to covet the precious bone of this ape beast?"

Ye Xuan clenched his fist, and another blade of grass appeared. Sword qi filled the sky before a thunderous strike slashed toward the ape beast.

"Damn it! This guy is too strong, we have to stop him!"

The gray-robed elder who shouted was Sun Mobai, an elder of the Immortal Divine sect.

Now that the ape beast was being restrained by multiple heaven realm cultivators, it could barely move. It was the best time to take the precious bone.

At this moment, a heaven realm expert suddenly attacked Ye Xuan to stop him.