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0449, barbarian witch king

The figures of these two powerful men were in front and behind, and they were in a combined attack, struggling to support the attack of the Panlong Golden Cudgel, but for some reason, the power of the body instantly dissipated without a shadow. The two bodies were as if they had been immersed in a fixed position and froze in place.

And there was a little golden light flashing between the two people's eyebrows.

The golden dragon cudgel with a golden ray of ten thousand pounds also stopped.

Suddenly, thousands of golden lights burst out from the eyebrows of the two men, as if they were thousands of sharp swords. From the inside out, they instantly cut off their heads and crushed their bodies.

The golden light burst out, and then even their bodies shattered one by one, just like golden flames burning!

The old man in black robe turned into ashes on the spot.

In the previous battle with the Panlong Golden Cudgel, he lost the black giant bell, and his strength was equivalent to losing more than half of it. He was shot to death by the [Cloud Piercing Arrow].

However, after the magma monster's body was shattered, a spiritual flame flew out from it and pierced into the void...

"Where to go!"

The Panlong Golden Cudgel turned into a golden light and chased it out.

That flame is the essence of the magma monster. It is the second source he obtained after fusing the strange fire of the underground flame river. Once he escapes, he will not be able to be reborn for long.

If you cut the grass without removing the roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Once these evil demons in the sect are discovered, they must be completely eradicated and cannot make a comeback.

So of course the Spirit Monkey Battle Pet won't let him go.

But the flames were flying very varied, and their speed was as fast as a stream of light. For a moment, the Panlong Golden Cudgel could not kill him immediately.

On the ground.

Ye Qingyu's face turned red, and his body shook slightly. He took a deep breath, slowly stood firm, withdrew his steps, and slowly lowered his arms.

The aura on his body, which was comparable to the cultivation level of the half-step Chengtian Realm, slowly dissipated.

Putting away [Ziyun Bow], Ye Qingyu waved his hand slightly into the sky.

A golden light appeared, swept across the sky, like a milk swallow returning to his nest, fell into his palm, and turned into a cluster of golden arrows.

It is the [Arrow of Cloud Piercing] that was shot out before.

On this golden arrow cluster, there is a spiritual sense attached to Ye Qingyu. After shooting it out, no matter how far apart, as long as you think of it, you can take it back. It is really amazing.

Retracting the [Arrow of Clouds] back into the spiritual spring in the Dantian world, Ye Qingyu used the nameless mind method and regulated his breathing for dozens of breaths. The dragon scales on the surface of his skin dissipated, and the dragon claws and feet also returned to human form. The rolling vital energy in his body finally calmed down.

He nodded softly.

"This arrow is probably my peak combat power at the moment. Although the effect is terrifying, it has a huge disadvantage. It is that before the arrow is released, it takes too long to accumulate momentum. If you want to trigger the Five Forbidden State of [Wuji Shinto], it takes at least thirty breaths to prepare for the prelude. In the battle of a real strong man, in a moment, I don't know how many times it will fight. Thirty breaths are enough for the opponent to kill me hundreds of times. If it weren't for the Spirit Monkey Fighting that suppressed the old man in the black robe and the magma monster, I would never have a chance, so it would be easy to shoot them both!"

Ye Qingyu summarized the gains and losses, and knew very well in his heart.

Moreover, when you enter the Five Forbidden State of [Wuji Shinto], your combat power will double, and your body's internal energy will be violent to an incredible level, causing unimaginable loads to the body.

Ye Qingyu had adventures in body refining and obtained the [True Idea of ​​the Dragon], and could transform into a dragon, so he could barely bear it. Even so, in order to shoot that arrow, Ye Qingyu's body was under tremendous pressure, damaged bones, torn muscles, and severe injuries.

However, the effect of this arrow has been achieved.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked down at the inexplicable triangular face below, and deliberately smiled inexplicably, saying, "Do you still think I am not qualified to sit in the Palace of Light?"

The triangle face grew up and couldn't speak.

Liu Jinyan, who was on the side, suddenly took the lead and knelt on the ground with a normal voice, respectfully provoking his five bodies, saying, "The Palace Master is so powerful that he admires him."

As he said that, he suddenly turned around and glared at Triangular Eyes and said, "My Palace Master is only eighteen years old and has only been practicing for three years. He has such a level of cultivation. Now he is in a high position and power. He will soar into the sky in the future. The Palace of Light will definitely reappear the grand occasion of the past. How dare you, a defeated general, be so arrogant?"

Dai Youmeng saw it and quickly flattered and praised it.

Looking at the two people with a triangle face, a trace of contempt flashed in their eyes. When they looked at Ye Qingyu again, an uncontrollable look appeared on their faces.

After a pause, the man said, "You are indeed very strong, with unlimited potential, and can be called a peerless genius. You have the legacy of the butcher in the Light Hall of the past, but you have too little time left for you, and you have no way to turn the tide. Now the Snow Country royal family is decadent, the ministers are deceiving the monarch's power, the sect is rising again, and there are gods and demons outside the territory. Even if that person is still there, he may not be able to reverse the world, let alone you."

A trace of undetectable strange color flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes, and then he smiled quietly and said, "I'm afraid what you see is just the surface, the royal family background, especially the one you can see, I think your cultivation aura should be a strong man from the sect era a hundred years ago. Now you have taken it for granted."

Triangle smiled coldly and said, "I have seen much more than you have seen... Young people, thinking that you are a rare genius in my human race. I advise you to leave the imperial capital as soon as possible, if you can find a place to lurk and practice for thousands of years, and then achieve great martial arts in the future, and come to the world again, it may also add luck to our human race."

"Since you also know the luck of the human race, why not help me to defend the Palace of Light? Since you are a person from that era, you should naturally know what the Palace of Light means to the Human race." Ye Qingyu changed the topic and began to persuade the powerful person with triangle faces.

Triangular face was slightly stunned at first, then sneered, and said, "So you are fighting this mind, young man, you are too naive, want me to play for you?"

Ye Qingyu said calmly: "What's wrong?"

Triangle face sneered again, shook its head, and said, "If it were in the past, you did have the conditions and potential of a hero, which is not bad, but now... the situation is stronger than others. If you are sad, you should find a way to protect yourself first and survive."

Ye Qingyu nodded, knowing that it would be useless, so he waved his hand and asked Gao Han to take the triangle face down and temporarily imprisoned in the dungeon of the Palace of Light. There was a sea-blue light rope tied to him, so there was no need to worry that he would escape.

It seems that the form is more difficult than I thought.

The Triangle Face Strongman didn't say much, but the information revealed was amazing enough.

The royal family is decadent.

The minister deceives the ruler's power.

The sect is back.

Gods and demons are coming.

These sixteen words are the focus of the triangular face words just now.

And in the last few words, Ye Qingyu saw the strange look on the triangle face, as if he was guarding against something, which made him feel slightly moved and he did not stop asking questions.

When I looked up at the sky, I saw the Panlong Golden Cudgel pushing the flame almost into a desperate situation. The golden light of the Wanjun stick shadow flowed around, and it was about to completely kill the flame.

At this moment—

"Why do you have to kill them all?"

Another voice appeared.

In the sky, a burly figure appeared as a mountain. This was a bald giant man, who looked like a prime minister, more than four meters high, his body covered with dense tattoos and tattoos. He was wearing an ancient blood-colored battle skirt around his waist. There was nothing else on his body, his muscles were strong, he stood barefoot, and nothing else.

A strong barbarian?

While Ye Qingyu was still stunned, he saw the barbarian bald strong man slashing casually.

Invisible power bursts out.

The air was spread out like butter and spread to both sides.

The shadows of the sticks in the sky instantly dissipated like ashes, revealing the true body of the dragon golden cudgel.

bite!

A crisp cracking sound.

The Panlong Golden Cudgel seemed to have been cut by a magic weapon, but it instantly turned into two pieces. In the middle, there was a smooth cut like a mirror. The golden cudgel, which was originally as powerful as a prison, instantly lost all its spirituality and fell from the void weakly...

Ye Qingyu had one eyebrow and was shocked.

The Panlong Golden Cudgel is broken?

The barbarian bald head just took a random stroke and cut off the Panlong Golden Cudgel that had suppressed the old man in black robe and the flaming monster before?

God, what kind of power is this?

The Spirit Monkey Battle Pet would not be... that divine thought would not have been killed, right?

...

At the same time.

Prince Jinding Mansion.

Yu Feiyan sat quietly in the secret room. A rune projection on the wall showed a scene in the void battlefield. When he saw the Panlong Golden Cudgel breaking, he suddenly stood up and his face changed rapidly.

"How is this possible? This..."

He knew very well how terrifying the monkey was, and it was impossible for him to be defeated like this.

"I didn't expect that the witch kings of Baishan Barbarians had taken action, and these barbarians just couldn't hold back..." A slightly hoarse voice sounded in the center of the secret room, but the sound came from a burning candle on the table in the middle of the secret room.

"The messenger of the gods, the monkey is dead, and the Palace of Light will inevitably be broken. What should we do?" Yu Feiyan turned around and looked at the candle with a look of eagerness to try, but he suppressed his impulse and said respectfully.

"Wait." The candlelight of the candle swayed slightly, and it looked no different from ordinary white wax. When it burned, tears of wax slipped down, but there was a clear sound, which came from the candlelight and said, "It's not time yet."

...

Zhaixing Tower.

The headquarters of the largest gang in the imperial capital, [Tianxing Gang].

A hundred feet tall roof, a girl in red, wearing a gauze scarf, covered her appearance, slim figure, and all kinds of charm, with a charming look that seduces the people, standing quietly by the wind—
Chapter completed!
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