Just now, those weak and powerless martial artists saw the Barbarian Divine Technique come out, and their eyes were shining with green light, and they rushed towards the Barbarian Divine Technique regardless of their injuries, and the Dao Dao Huaguang swirled, like a meteor crossing the sky.

The barbarian magic under the red light seemed to feel the fluctuations of the aura from the outside world, and when the greedy aura was pressing, the red light suddenly shrank sharply and turned into a golden point of light.

Just when everyone was amazed.

The golden light point suddenly burst out countless golden giant pillars of light, shooting in all directions, roaring and rolling like a hurricane, and the roar echoed between heaven and earth, deafening.

In just a moment, Jin Mang burst out with earth-shattering power and galloped all the way away, covering the entire third layer.

In the blink of an eye, the third layer seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, and everywhere the eye could see was gold, and as for those ridiculous aura, they had already been smashed into powder.

Located in the center of the golden mang, the barbarian god trick floats in the air, and the white light exudes a seductive aura, and what is hidden there is the secret of the barbarian god.

Everyone in the third layer was shrouded in it, and a few people had just flown up. There was no time to escape and was grabbed by the powerful brute force of the ancients, and he fell to the ground fiercely, but that's all, the blood marks in front of several people appeared.

At the same time, Qian Fengyu and Zhao Qingmei were also pulled into this golden mang.

The two of them, who were fighting fiercely, suddenly felt that their bodies were wrapped in ancient power, and their eyes were full of gold.

"It's a barbarian trick!"

Zhao Qingmei's eyes lit up as he looked ahead.

Qian Fengyu said coldly:

"You and I are not divided, how is the barbarian magic trick?"

In his eyes, there is only the Emperor's Martial Dao, and the Barbarian Divine Technique is not important.

"Martial idiot!Since the victory or defeat is not scored, then, whoever gets the barbarian magic trick will be the winner, how?"

Zhao Qingmei's eyes flashed with a strange color.

"Good!"

Qian Fengyu responded.

The two of them glanced at each other, and at the same time galloped towards the Barbarian Divine Technique.

The eternal coercion burst out from between the golden rays, and the powerful coercion from the ancient came from all directions.

The martial artists looked at the dazzling barbarian magic technique, their blood was surging, and they were struggling to carry the majestic power that came to them.

Their flesh was beaten by a thousand blows, bearing the force of ten thousand pounds, the blood seemed to stop flowing, the air under the golden mangs became hot, and it was difficult to breathe, their bodies were pressed and could not stand up at all, even if they looked up at the barbarian magic trick, it took great courage.

Even some martial artists have been crushed by coercion, dragging their injured bodies towards the barbarian magic trick little by little.

The bodies of the martial artists were full of blood marks, and their broken clothes were already rare

The closer they got to the Barbarian Divine Technique, the stronger the pressure on their flesh.

Xiao Yu staggered along, his eyes full of golden light, and he looked at the martial artists around him one by one, who were slowly losing their souls like zombies and marching towards the Barbarian Divine Technique.

In Xiao Yu's eyes, their figures became very unreal, each of them had three or four layers of phantoms, swaying their crumbling bodies forward.

He shook his head desperately, trying to see a little clearly, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw clearly, seeing the golden light formation under the feet of those martial artists advancing with them, and their figures were still as illusory as ghosts in his eyes.

The mark of the hydra in his hand moved faintly, as if he felt something, but at this time he didn't notice anything wrong.

Martial Master Sixfold Heaven's physical body could not withstand the pressure of this ancient barbarism, but fortunately, he had the continuous cooperation of life breath and Crimson Slaughter, providing him with a steady stream of aura.

A trace of blood-colored aura shrouded his body, and there was a touch of gold in the blood-colored aura, and under the staggering of gold and red, a gold-red barrier was formed in front of him, which could weaken him by a little bit of that heavy pressure.

However, he can only reduce the power by three points, and his body has to resist the next seven points, and many places on his body have been cracked, and blood is oozing.

He looked ahead, and two familiar figures faintly appeared.

It's Zhao Qingmei and Qian Fengyu, I have to catch up.

The churning aura of the inner mansion continued to gush out, and he formed a white barrier in front of him.

With these two barriers, he was proud for a moment, but he had only walked more than ten steps before the aura barrier in front of him exploded, knocking him back by a step.

When the coercion struck again, he suddenly felt his blood boil, and a strange purple light hung around him.

Call!

The purple light slowly became thicker, and suddenly, the purple light exploded, and the thick qi burst out, and the purple fire thunder finch armor was already adding to its body.

He patted the Purple Fire Thunder Sparrow Armor on his body.

It couldn't have come at a better time!

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the afterglow swept to his hand, and the Hydra mark glowed faintly red, and an invisible light connected the Hydra and the Barbarian Divine Technique.

It's just that he didn't pay attention, raised his eyes to look at the two Qiankun Yu in front of him, and said secretly.

Keep moving!

At this time, the number of martial artists behind him had been overwhelmed by coercion, and they were paralyzed in the golden formation under their feet, lingering for a long time.

Of course, there are still a few martial artists who still hold on, but they are still some distance from Xiao Yu.

The more he moved forward, the more limited the Purple Fire Thunder Bird Armor could bear, the more Xiao Yu's body could bear, and the laceration wound in his abdomen was still deepening, and the blood marks in other places were nothing compared to it.

He didn't care about the wound that had been deepening, and continued to move forward, his breath was running at a rapid pace, and a trace of golden light poured into the wound, constantly repairing.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, and he looked at it fixedly, frowning slightly.

What about the others when they just hit the baboon?

It shouldn't be following Zhao Qingmei and Qian Fengyu, right?

Thinking of this, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

The power of eternal coercion is like a cold wind wrapped in a sharp sword, stinging everyone's body.

The closer you get to the Barbarian Divine Technique, the brighter the golden rays around you become.

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Qian Fengyu:

"The last five meters, a showdown!"

Qian Fengyu didn't answer, and the true dragon qi burst out again, and it was obvious that he was ready to make the final sprint.

Zhao raised his eyebrows, his fists clenched, and the domineering aura around his body exploded.

The eldest prince Zhu Que, who was not far from them, was wearing the same armor as Xiao Yu.

Although the aura of the Zhuque Inner Mansion has been slightly tightened, he is still insisting on it for the sake of the Suzaku Dynasty.

Suddenly, a figure on his left side struck, and he subconsciously looked over, just one glance, and he was dumbfounded.

Wait, how is his armor exactly the same as that of this prince?

What kind of breath is on him, something is wrong, how can it be the breath of Suzaku?

Is he the Father......

Zhu Que thought about it deeply, and couldn't help sweating in his heart, and he swallowed his saliva in fear.

No matter who you are, this prince has been planning for many years, the throne must be mine, no one wants to grab it!

Just when he was stunned, Xiao Yu swept his shocked eyes, and walked towards the barbarian magic with difficulty, secretly happy in his heart.

Tsundere Nine Emperors, just ask if you are surprised?

"Shhh ”

Xiao Yu suddenly had a tingling pain in his hand, and he couldn't help but gasp, and patted the hydra mark directly without looking at it.

Don't make a fuss, I'll get down to business.

The phantom that the hydra had just turned into was dispersed by Xiao Yu like this, and the invisible light between it and the Barbarian Divine Technique was pulled even tighter.

Xiao Yu was invisibly dragged forward by the majestic pressure of this thread, and the wounds on his body deepened again, he disagreed and continued to move forward.

Just when he was about to be three meters away from the Barbarian Divine Technique, Zhao Qingmei and Qian Fengyu were already approaching the Barbarian Divine Technique, and suddenly, they noticed that a strange aura was approaching, and both of them ignored it, who the other party was had nothing to do with them, and victory or defeat was the key.

The ancient barbarian god power of the Barbarian God Technique came to the face, and the power borne by the two of them had reached the limit of their physical bodies, but the two of them still stretched out their hands to the Barbarian God Trick in front of them.

Victory is in sight!

There was a brilliance in the eyes of the two, whoever wins the barbarian magic trick will be the winner!

Victory or defeat is the most important thing for these two, and as for the brute magic trick, it is just a matter of hand.

At the moment when they were about to touch the Barbarian Divine Technique.

Xiao Yu's injured hydra was glowing with a thick black aura, and it had a strong resonance between its brute gods, and the invisible light between the two pulled even tighter.

Hiss!

The hydra hissed, galloped out of Xiao Yu's hand, and the moment the huge hydra jumped out, the scales around its body flashed under the illumination of the golden mang, and suddenly, it turned into an entity!

The Hydra opened its bloody jaws and rushed through with lightning speed, the tight light between the two disappeared, and it swallowed the Brute Magic in one gulp.

Boom Boom!

The power of the ancient barbarian gods that shook the mountains and rivers exploded at this moment, and the golden mang, which was dozens of meters high, swept towards the entire barbarian mysterious realm.

Dozens of meters high, Jin Mang swept towards the second and first layers, and the hurricane roared wildly, and the air flow shook non-stop.

At this time, under a nameless hill on the first floor, two gray-faced people squatted outside the pit more than ten meters deep, holding their chins and thinking deeply.

"Young Master Mo, do you think we were deceived by that boy in a green shirt?"

The wolf wiped his face and looked at Mo Luo depressedly.

Mo Luo pursed his lips and shook his head solemnly:

"Didn't he say that the barbarian god is determined to be on the first level? since we believe it, we can't doubt it, as long as we persevere, we will definitely be able to dig out the barbarian god trick!"

"Yes, you're right, if we change places, we will definitely be able to dig it out. ”

Tian Langzi looked at a few pits several meters deep, his eyes were firm, and he said with pride.

Thundered!

There was a loud bang in the sky.

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain in the mysterious realm, it's going to rain too, and it's ...... outside."

The sky wolf looked at the sky, and suddenly saw a golden light dozens of meters high galloping towards them, and the conversation was about to turn.

Rumble!

The golden light tens of meters high instantly engulfed them,

The two of them didn't come back to their senses, and when they looked again, they actually came out!

"This, that's it?"

Mo Luo looked at Hongqiao with a confused expression.

"The barbarian magic trick hasn't been dug yet, how can it come out? Who the hell did this!"

The mind of the wolf son is not on Hongqiao, but on the magic trick.

Call!

Dozens of people appeared on the Hongqiao at the same time, each with a hooded face, looking unwillingly unwilling.

At this moment, the Heavenly List, which had been stable, suddenly shook violently.

Seeing this, the rickety elder wanted to play his aura and stabilize the heavenly list with his backhand.

Unexpectedly, all the numbers on the Tianbang screen began to decrease, and in just a few seconds, all the data was cleared, even Zhao Qingmei was no exception.

"This ......"

The rickety old man thought that he was dazzled, and an aura under his hand was like a heavenly list, but the heavenly list trembled, and the number still did not change.

"What's going on? It's all cleared?"

"Could it be that the heavenly list is broken?"

"It's a weird year in a mysterious place. ”

The envoys speculated.