Poof! A barbarian warrior was wrapped in bone-turning evil fire.

He didn't even have time to scream, and was directly burned to ashes.

No bones left! "There is something strange about this flame, it exerts the power of a totem!"

The leader of the team quickly saw the strangeness of the Bone-Transforming Evil Fire.

Immediately issued the order.

In an instant, all the barbarian warriors exerted their totem power.

The totem of the Huangyuan tribe is the earth.

Five thousand barbarian warriors exerted their totem power at the same time.

There is actually a hint of the power of a battle formation.

Only a vast phantom of the earth appeared above their heads.

The thickness and breadth of the earth.

Provides them with strength and protection.

As a result, the Bone-Transforming Evil Fire can no longer burn without restraint.

"Curse of Weakness!"

At this moment.

The Demon Spirit Master muttered something.

Immediately, a special energy descended on the barbarian warriors.

It makes many people feel that their strength has decreased.

become weak.

This is the curse technique that the Demon Spirit Master is best at.

Originally he only knew a little bit about it.

But following Xiao Changfeng for so long, I learned a lot.

In addition, he has now broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm.

The power of the curse has also become stronger.

"Pain Curse!"

"The Curse of Stiffness!"

"Curse of blindness!"

The Demon Spirit Master cast four curses in one breath.

Suddenly, the momentum of the five thousand barbarian warriors suddenly weakened.

It was as if they had transformed from an army of tigers and wolves into a weak and defeated army.

However, this curse technique has a time limit.

Therefore, the Demon Spirit Master did not waste this precious opportunity.

He clasped his hands together like a sword.

Cut it off with one knife.

The sword light tore through the sky and roared out.

The vine armor on these barbarian warriors is impossible to withstand.

In an instant, more than thirty people were killed directly.

But there are too many barbarian warriors.

There were five thousand people.

Thirty casualties are not a big deal at all.

"A true warrior dares to face the dripping blood, kill them, and chop off their heads!"

The five Imperial Martial Realm captains roared at this time.

Continuously boost morale.

Coupled with the simple and warlike nature of the barbarians.

It actually faintly suppressed the influence of the curse.

Each one holds a weapon.

Kill towards the Demon Spirit Master.

For a while.

The fighting continued and the killings continued.

And on the other side.

The two ghosts of Yin and Yang will attack with all their strength.

Five hundred wizards are somewhat difficult to resist.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft has the power to communicate with ghosts and gods.

But Xiao Changfeng forcefully wiped out his mind.

Turn it into a ghost general and puppet.

Their combat capabilities are naturally different.

Moreover, the two ghost generals are both at the Imperial Martial Realm.

Facing five hundred wizards, he was even more relaxed and at ease.

Suddenly, a series of shrill screams sounded from the group of wizards.

Blood, killing, death, wailing.

It happened instantly in the Ringless Valley.

This is a beautiful picture of death.

And at this time.

Xiao Changfeng ignored the battlefield behind him.

His eyes fell on the execution platform.

"Brother Wang, I'm here to save you!"

Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!