Under the cold starlight, Man Shen Ridge was extremely quiet. Qin Mu stood on the towering iron wood not far away, and he watched Lin Cangwu's every move.

The source of the Blood River vibrates from time to time.

The heartbeat of the Barbarian God is getting faster and faster.

The magic sword stretched across the sky, and even though the sword body trembled violently, it still stood firm.

"The divine consciousness is destroyed, the You Mansion is destroyed, and the body remains immortal. Is this the power of the true god?" Qin Mu murmured alone.

The Barbarian God Ridge is in the realm of the Barbarian God, so here suppresses soul power and spiritual power. The White Eagle Beast God also has the same abilities, and there are big differences between the two.

The White Eagle Beast God completely fell, leaving only an empty body; the barbarian god in front of him was powerful, and his body had not completely fallen.

His resentment is still deep in the flesh and blood, and his blood is not cold, and his divine power is still there.

Lin Cangwu's eyes were scarlet, fire cloud patterns appeared on his eyebrows, and blood flowed into a river under his feet, and he was accumulating energy.

"ah!"

The roar shook the sky.

Lin Cangwu clenched his fist and moved forward. The space around him was twisted, the blood river evaporated, and the Barbarian God Ridge was trembling. He swung his fist at the divine sword that stretched across the sky.

The moment the fist and the sword collided, the world was silent, and that moment was terrible.

bite!

The sword roars crisply.

The terrifying power awakens.

The divine sword burst out with a cold light, and the ten miles of iron wood or mountains were all flattened by a sword.

Qin Mu had cold sweat hanging on his forehead. If he was slashed by that cold light, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The magic sword shook, and black debris fell, and it still suppressed the barbarian god.

Puchi!

Lin Cangwu was shaken back, coughing up blood in his mouth, and his right arm was covered with smooth wounds, as if he had been cut into pieces, but his murderous intent in his eyes remained unabated.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing resounded through the sky.

Lin Cangwu's arms were bleeding, but Qin Mu's eyes were solemn, because he was not dripping blood, and the vast energy in the blood river rushed towards him.

Lin Cangwu's arms were expanding, and the qi and blood outside his body surged into the sky, and a huge blood-colored beam of light shone on the wasteland.

Nangong Xue looked up and said, "What a strong power, Qin Shou, you have to be careful."

Tang Jinlin, who was far away from Man Shenling, looked back and frowned slightly: "Fortunately I run fast."

Chen Wushuang stood on the steep cliff, with a little appreciation in his eyes: "Interesting."

Even deep in the ancient battlefield, the red-haired genius noticed the movements of the Man Shenling. "The qi and blood soared into the sky for thirty miles. Is there such a strong man in the wasteland?"

Qin Mu felt the strongest, and Lin Cangwu's power faintly exceeded the realm of Transformation of Gods.

"It's divine power!"

"The divine power given to him by the barbarian god."

Qin Mu noticed the danger and immediately retreated. At this time, Lin Cangwu had already swung his fist.

In the distance, there is a collision between blood and sword light.

The sky shook and the earth moved, and the radius of ten miles was razed to the ground. The storm lasted for a long time. Qin Mu retreated for several miles before he could barely withstand the aftermath of the storm.

The magic sword burst out with a dazzling light.

Lin Cangwu flew back thousands of feet, dressed in rags. He lay in a pool of blood, his right arm turned into ashes, his shoulders and ears, looking extremely embarrassed.

Qin Mu looked at him and was a little impressed. He collided with the Divine Sword head-on and did not even get married.

His body was almost torn apart by the sword light, but his body still had life fluctuations, which was very tenacious.

"He has no combat power anymore."

Qin Mu frowned slightly. The Barbarian God made such a big noise, but he didn't shake the Divine Sword.

He did not relax his guard, the earth was still shaking, and a large amount of black debris fell from the magic sword.

The sword body with white light was born, with a dazzling cold light. Qin Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he really had a good sword.

There was strange blood on the sword.

That was left by Lin Cangwu just now.

The blood patterns spread and soared into the sky. The entire divine sword was covered with blood patterns. Qin Mu had a lot of knowledge in his sea of ​​consciousness. He recognized that it was a barbarian pattern, with thousands of runes, and the barbarians also had their own runes.

The magic sword shook violently, the mountains and rivers swayed, cracks appeared on the earth, and a terrifying aura suddenly appeared.

Qin Mu looked at his feet and his eyes became solemn. Could it be that Man Shenling was the body of this guy?

Two mountains rose up in the distance, and they flew towards the divine sword. Qin Mu discovered that it was the arm of the barbarian god, and the mountain was the toy in his hand.

"It's indeed his body."

The magic sword encountered a violent collision between two mountains, and a terrifying storm hit again. Lin Cangwu rolled in the strong wind like a kite with broken strings.

Qin Mu took action to save him.

"The life is quite tough."

Qin Mu took him to a safe area.

The sword energy in Lin Cangwu's body entered his body, constantly destroying his flesh and blood. The wound could not heal. He did not give up and even bite his breath.

"I...why..."

Lin Cangwu had a tense face and choked with sobs on his words.

Qin Mu comforted: "Don't talk, now is not the time to sigh."

"Cough cough!" Lin Cangwu coughed up blood in big mouthfuls. He nodded, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

The distant divine sword was under fierce attack, with blood patterns on the sword body, and a powerful aura approaching.

Now there are still people who dare to appear in Man Shenling, who are definitely the top genius. The visitor is Chen Wushuang, dressed in white and has a deep gaze.

He has the confidence to look down on the world, his temperament is extremely elegant, and he is worthy of being the first in the Youth List.

A blue flame appeared in the sky, and a deep blue beast covering the sky emerged from the sky. A fairy with a blue skirt was standing on it, and Mu Tianyu, the third in the green list, was standing on it.

Chen Wushuang and Mu Tianyu appeared at the same time.

There were also many geniuses gathered outside the Man Shen Ridge, but they only dared to watch outside. Nangong Xue frowned, and she was very worried about Qin Mu.

The Man Shen Ridge suppresses soul and spiritual power, and the two of them dare to step into the Man Shen Ridge. This is a manifestation of their confidence. Their physical bodies will never be weak.

"Bared God."

"It's not worth mercy to die."

Mu Tianyu's voice was cold, and the light green veil was lifted up by the strong wind. The frigid face of the white jade was covered with frost, and ice blue flames were floating in his eyes.

Chen Wushuang smiled and shook his head, feeling helpless: "Isn't it okay to lie here?"

He walked forward and appeared near the magic sword in the blink of an eye. His arms were spread out, and a strong golden light soared into the sky. The barbarian patterns on the sword were withering.

"Shrink the ground into an inch!"

"That's the divine pattern! Master Talisman?"

Qin Mu looked solemn. He was unable to activate the divine patterns in his body in the realm of the barbarian gods.

However, Chen Wushuang can do it. He can not only use magical powers, but also engrave magical patterns.

"The first in the youth list is indeed amazing."

Qin Mu was extremely solemn, and the pressure of Nangong Xue and Tang Jinlin could not be compared with him.

"Ahem, Chen Wushuang has only won one game in the wasteland, but he firmly ranked first in the youth list."

Lin Cangwu was still coughing up blood, so embarrassed, but she still wanted to praise Chen Wushuang.

A cold female voice came from the sky, "Of course, he defeated Zhao Hao. If you want to be qualified to challenge him, you must first defeat Zhao Hao."

Zhao Hao, who is second in the green list, once looked down on the entire wasteland. He was already preparing to enter the realm of transformation, but he has been suppressed until today because of Chen Wushuang.

Zhao Hao is still in seclusion now, and he vows to defeat Chen Wushuang in the wasteland.

The barbarian patterns in the distance were removed by Chen Wushuang, and the magic sword gradually stabilized. An roar came out: "Boy, you are just an ant, you dare to ruin the good things of me."

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and other evil things return to the underworld Pure Land." Chen Wushuang raised his hand to make a seal, his white clothes fluttered, and two black and white swords rose up from behind him.

Two mountains in the air burst into pieces.

The barbarian god's big hand crushed two swords at the same time.

Thunder sounded from the mountains and forests, and figures a hundred feet tall appeared out of thin air.

"That's the projection of the barbarian god?"
To be continued...