What has just shown its power is the slightly smaller Kirin right arm that Sean spent a year building.

There are a large number of blood vessels and surrounding cells here, and it is not only more convenient when the power surges.

Those runic culture cells have also become the storage unit of magic energy, although the magic energy stored in each cell is very weak, even Sean usually can't feel them, only when they are stimulated by the punch collision just now, they are naturally and unnaturally stimulated.

How terrifying the cells in a person's body are, even if there is only an insignificant trace in a cell, the accumulation of small amounts is quite terrifying.

Even with a pair of punches, Sean not only did not feel weaker, but fought more and more, always on par with Chief Yar, giving people the illusion that he had spare strength from beginning to end.

Against an opponent like Chief Yar, how dare Sean hold his strength!

It is no exaggeration to say that Chief Yar is one of the most physically powerful people Sean has ever seen.

Including Christina, who cultivated the Dragon Vein Technique, if it was purely based on strength, it would not be as good as Chief Yar.

In terms of strength, even if the opponent does not reach the upper limit of the Kentana barbarians, it is almost the same.

If there is no cell rune culture, Sean will not want to compete with it in this life.

This incident also further strengthened Sean's heart to go on the road of cell rune culture.

This path is absolutely right, and the energy pipeline of an arm is partially in line with the culture, and it can reach this level.

What if the cells of the entire arm were all cultural?

What about the fact that all the cells around the body are in line with the culture?

At that time, it seemed possible to slay dragons with bare hands.

Although Sean's heart was turbulent, he always had an indifferent smile on his face, quietly looking at Chief Yar, looking like he was waiting for his next move, and the level of pretending to be B had definitely reached a level.

Chief Yar's face was as if he had opened a dyeing shop, and his expressions were constantly changing.

Whether you believe it or not, it is a fact that the other party has power that is not inferior to your own.

Before launching a glorious battle against the other party, Chief Yar knew that he was very likely to lose, after all, when they met, when Sean showed his true ancestral spirit possession, he had personally experienced the terrifying coercion.

But he didn't expect that he had lost so miserably, and he didn't even have an advantage in the strength he was best at, let alone speed and skill, and there was no comparison with the other party at all.

"I'm defeated. Chief Yar was also a single man, and admitted defeat cleanly, "I will follow my oath and swear allegiance to follow Lord Zu Ling, but before that, I also want to ask Lord Zu Ling to fulfill my small wish, let me see the power of the Ancestral Spirit, and know how big the gap between the two sides is." ”

"Okay, I'll fulfill your wish, the ancestral spirit possession, open. "Sean certainly won't refuse Chief Yar.

In fact, Sean would love to do this, only then would he have the opportunity to show the power of the ancestral spirit in front of more Kentana barbarians, and make their hearts fall to the side of the Eternal Night Leader.

The terrifying figure of the Ancestral Spirit Giant roared behind Sean.

It's not a roaring gesture, the kind that really has a voice.

This roar exploded in front of everyone like a shockwave of physical sound, and then a huge coercion spread.

Many of the weaker Kentana barbarians were shocked by the impact of sight and hearing, coupled with their original beliefs, and involuntarily fell to their knees and shouted wildly.

"The ancestral spirit is above, it is really the ancestral spirit. ”

"This is the true meaning of the ancestral spirit!"

"I felt the breath of Lord Ancestral Spirit. ”

"He is really the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, and we even questioned him before. ”

Sean didn't pay attention to the reaction of the Kentana barbarians below, and this time he took the initiative and rushed to the head of Yar, beating the strong man who was three heads taller than himself.

Violent beating in the true sense of the word.

When he didn't turn on the True Ancestral Spirit Possession State, Chief Yar was inferior in speed and skill except that his strength was barely equal to Sean's.

Not to mention that Sean now has a 1.5x increase in various buffs.

Chief Yar had no power to fight back at all, and in the face of Sean's stormy fists, he could only passively parry.

In the process of parrying, Chief Yar clearly noticed the difference in the strength contained in Sean's fists.

The left fist after the ancestral spirit possession was barely comparable to the right fist before it was opened, which should be a weakness that could be exploited.

It's a pity that the disparity between the two sides is too great now to take advantage of it.

The only thing that can be done is to let him hold on a little longer under this crazy attack.

Some attacks that are really dodged or can't be parried, he would rather let Sean's left fist hit him, and never dare to let his right fist add to him.

What is the concept of one's own strength at one point and five times?

Chief Yar really couldn't think of a second adjective other than horror.

Especially on Sean, it is even more terrifying, because his fist is small, and when he hits, the force contact surface is small, and the force he bears per unit area is greater.

With his arm stabbing Sean with more than two dozen right punches and a dozen left punches, Chief Yar almost couldn't feel his arms.

It seemed to be extremely difficult to lift them up, because the position of the middle fist, like blowing up a balloon, swelled up after a while.

Due to his height, the Yar chieftain was particularly difficult to defend himself for, and had to be hunched and curled up.

Otherwise, once you let Sean attack your abdomen, or your thigh, you won't be able to take yourself down with three punches.

Fortunately, Sean intended to stand up and not kill Chief Yar, so he didn't attack the key points, and picked the rough skin and thick flesh to fight.

Therefore, Chief Yar looked miserable, but he did not break his bones.

Sean fought and provoked the high-level of the hunting tribe who were onlookers: "Aren't you unconvinced? Don't you believe that I am the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit? I will prove it to you today, come on, let's go together." ”

"What about your Kentana bravery? Show me what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being beaten up? Or are you afraid of losing face in front of your own people?"

"You're a bunch of cowards, cowards without eggs!

Ahh

Sean's mouth cannon attack is no worse than his fist and foot skills.

At first, the leaders of the Kentana barbarians were still self-contained, not wanting to meddle in the battle of glory of others.

But he couldn't stand Sean's successive stimuli, and rushed to the field one by one screaming.

The result can be imagined, since everyone who is targeted by Sean, one is counted as one, and being held down is a fat beating.

Chief Yar couldn't even catch Sean's combination of fast punches, let alone them.

A good battle of glory finally developed into a big scuffle, and soon the ground was full of big men.

Sean found himself in the heat of the crowd, and after a large number of Kentana barbarians poured into the field, he decided not to hold back and went at their thighs.

Punch the most painful nerves, and you'll be crippled, even if you're a brave Kentana.

After two or three punches, Bacheng had to lie on the ground and breathe a sigh of relief.

These Kentana barbarians, although they are strong in their personal strength, mainly refer to their strength.

Compared with the elite soldiers who have really undergone severe training, they are still inferior in terms of will.

At least the real elite soldiers on the battlefield will not fall easily, even if it is a broken arm or leg, because they know that once they fall, the probability of death will be greatly increased.

The scuffle lasted fifteen minutes and ended with Sean withdrawing on his own initiative.

Sean's initiative to withdraw is not because his spell energy is exhausted, with the soul energy reactor, his lasting combat power has been greatly improved, I dare not say that the spell energy is endless, at least it can be replenished quickly, especially in the Kentana Ice Field, this replenishment speed is faster.

From the first day he stepped into the Kentana Ice Field, Sean had clearly realized that the concentration of spell energy here was much higher than that of ordinary places, especially when the snowstorm came, the concentration of spell energy was increased by three or four times.

Whether it was the blizzard that brought a lot of magic energy, or the magic energy that helped increase the power of the blizzard on the Kentana Ice Field, it is difficult to say, it should be regarded as complementary.

This confirms from the side that the Kentana Ice Sheet is artificially created with magic energy, and the further you go to the north of the Kentana Ice Field, the higher the concentration of magic energy will be.

Sean once had a bold speculation about the Kentana barbarians, mountain, nomadic and sea hunting, the three Kentana barbarians, the fundamental reason for such a big disparity in size is not in their diet and living habits, but in the concentration of magic energy in the general environment they live in, and the concentration of magic energy in the area they live in is ranked from low to high.

The high concentration of magic energy stimulates certain genes in their bodies, making them stronger and stronger, which is considered a certain degree of mutation.

If Sean's guess is correct, the potential of the Kentana Barbarians is much more than that.

As for correctness, further testing is needed.

Sean took the initiative to stop, and the main reason was that his goal had been achieved.

I believe that after this battle, his strength will penetrate into the hearts of the Kentana barbarians, and if you want to challenge him again, you must first weigh your own pounds.

The stick is almost wielded, and it's time to bring out the turnips.

Sean walked up to Chief Yar, who had already been pulled out of the battle, and said, "Warrior, are you willing to believe in me and be loyal to me?"

"I will follow the Ancestral Spirit for eternity until I die. Chief Yar bowed his head and fell to one knee in front of Sean, offering his allegiance.

"You have proven your bravery, and I will give you the power of the Ancestral Spirit, and use my power to become a true Ancestral Spirit Warrior. Sean said solemnly.

As he spoke, his figure slowly floated up to the point where he could reach Chief Yar's head with his hand raised, and his right hand pressed against his forehead, landing with the last word.

The Trinity Mage Tower, which was thousands of kilometers away, began to run at high power, and the sound of the magic energy surging increased several times, and the entire Mage Tower became brighter, from a small light bulb of thirty watts, directly turned into a thousand watts of illumination, and a huge magic energy was surging along a line invisible to the naked eye.

"My lord, I'm going to make a big move again, and I don't know what surprises I'll come up with this time. ”

The soldiers and civilians of the northern fortress were not surprised, and after hearing this movement, they showed more excitement and bold guesses.

Now there is not much time for your lord to use magic energy with high power, and once it appears, it will definitely be a great big move.

Just a few minutes after the energy of the Three-Body Mage Tower Spell surged, the Ancestral Spirit Giant Phantom behind Sean roared, expanding at a terrifying speed, and in the blink of an eye, it increased to forty or fifty meters.

Several more roars followed, and with each roar, a huge phantom emerged from Sean's body.

Soon, three giants with different appearances emerged, standing behind Sean.

The last roar came out not of a giant, but of a dragon phantom, so large that it seemed to obscure the sun above them.

Sean's right arm had turned golden in its entirety, and a large number of basic runes flowed through it, targeting the forehead of Chief Yar, or more precisely, his soul.

Sean helps people inherit their combat skills, and there are not a thousand but eight hundred.

But it is all carried out in the consciousness space, outside the consciousness space, especially the inheritance of ultra-long-distance combat skills, this is the first time.

Normal combat skill inheritance, there is no need to make such a big movement at all, not to mention that the three-headed giant soul and dragon soul projection do not need to be recruited, and even their own momentum does not need to be so spectacular.

Of course, this is to create a visual and auditory impact, and to prove that he is the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit.

In order to achieve the purpose of shocking, Sean carried out a complete ancestral spirit possession inheritance to Chief Yar, and did not hesitate to mobilize a lot of magic energy to help him build the soul foundation rune.

The result of a lot of effort is immediate.

Only three minutes later, Chief Yar already had an illusion possessed by the ancestral spirit behind him, which was enough to surpass the three months that others had been in the consciousness space.

Even more effective were the Kentana barbarians, one counted as one, all kneeling on the ground, chanting the name of the ancestral spirit.

At this moment, no one present questioned the identity of Sean's ancestral spirit reincarnation.

If it weren't for the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, how could it be possible to summon so many ancestral spirit giants, and even a legendary dragon.

If it weren't for the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, how could it be possible to give others the ability to possess the ancestral spirit on the spot?

After Chief Yar's ancestral spirit possession was completely stabilized, Sean took the initiative to stop it, and his body rose again, until he reached the position of the ancestral spirit phantom's chest, and then raised his arms and shouted: "My dear people, I am back, I am back to lead you out of suffering, so that you can live a life with enough food to eat, a house to live in, and warm clothes to wear, I will give you more strength, more glory, and greater glory." ”

"Ancestral Spirit, Ancestral Spirit, Ancestral Spirit!"

The Kentana barbarians, who had been the first to transform into ancestral spirit warriors, raised their arms and shouted.

The other Kentana barbarians followed suit, and without a single shout, the fanaticism seemed to increase by a point.

"From this day forward, the Andes and the Kentana will become one family, they will bring you food, warm clothing, and help you survive the winter, and they will lead you to the temple of the ancestral spirits, where you will be baptized and blessed by the ancestors, where you will be reborn and run into a new life. Sean set the stage for the upcoming Kentana migration.

"Ancestral Spirit!"

"Ancestral Spirit!"

"Ancestral Spirit!"

The Kentana barbarians shouted in unison again, as if that was the only word that could express the excitement they were now feeling.

No one knew what Sean was trying to say, and they didn't know what it was meant to mean.

"Go, my people, and preach the gospel of my coming to the people of the entire ice field, and lead them together to a new life, and I watch you in the Temple of the Ancestral Spirit. "When Sean pretended to be a magic stick, he was not much worse than those professionals in the Holy Aether Holy See.

"Ancestral Spirit!"

"Ancestral Spirit!"

"Ancestral Spirit!"

The Kentana barbarians shouted in unison again.