Xia Qingchen pointed to his nose: "Didn't I?

The rules of the contest can't be easily changed, right?

The priest was anxious, and shouted impatiently: "Nu Tianyi just said that all the remaining contestants on our side can go up, although you are a substitute, you can do it!"

He set his sights on the Slave Heavenly Relics, meaning, you won't break your word.

Nu Tianyi's gaze gently swept over Xia Qingchen, and he said indifferently: "Whatever." ”

One more person, one less person, does not affect the overall situation, not to mention just a substitute, how much strength can it have?

"Hear me, go!" scolded, the priest of the Dark.

Xia Qingchen shrugged, jumped on the chain unhurriedly, and repeatedly came to the altar and stood with the three of them.

His presence is extraordinarily redundant.

Not only was he thin and short, and he couldn't compare with the other three tall companions, but more importantly, the other three each held a sacred artifact of the inheritance of the priest tribe, while Xia Qingchen stood there empty-handed.

No matter how you look at it, he seems to have come up to make up the numbers.

Nu Tianyi shook his head slightly, and the priest of Wu Yu seemed to be desperate, holding the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and sending anyone to it.

"The last one, let's start!" said the Slave Heavenly Relic as he glanced at the fire man suspended above the altar.

When the battle is over, it is the moment when the projection of the ancestor barbarian god descends on the burning man, but at that time, it will be the slave god who makes the wish, not the three priests.

Hearing this, the hearts of the priest and the others were extremely heavy, as if a thousand catties of boulders were pressing on them, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Three pairs of eyes, staring at the top of the altar without blinking, were extremely nervous.

The time has come for the future fate of the three priesthood tribes!

"Do it!" the black ghost roared, relying on the divine stone that he had to protect his life, he raised his fist and shot bravely, and the other two rushed forward in unison with the divine whip and divine knife in their hands.

The black-armored barbarian clasped his arms around his chest, not even willing to make a move, just glared at him.

As far as his eyes passed, a faint flash of lightning flashed in the air, causing the air to shake violently.

The bodies of the three people who rushed forward shook violently, and then, except for the black ghost, the other two people all had blood from the corners of their mouths and their muscles twitched, which was caused by the violent impact on their bodies!

But the other party actually just glared.

The black ghost's scalp is numb, and he is afraid in his heart, is that the destruction of the god slave?

A look shook the three of them back.

If it weren't for the fact that he was carrying a divine stone, he was afraid that the end would be several times worse than those two dead soldiers with intensified potential, and he was afraid, but he couldn't retreat.

Looking at the black-armored barbarians who were close at hand, he shouted to the other two: "Quick, use your god-given things." ”

The only way to deal with the slaves of destruction is to use the things given by God.

The dead who have been radicalized are not afraid of death, they hold the divine object and decisively attack.

The dead soldier from the Hidden Mirror Priest tribe held the jet-black divine whip and whipped it fiercely, and a black thunderous shadow came quickly.

At the same time, the dead soldier holding the divine sword jumped into the air and slashed at the black armored barbarian from top to bottom.

The god-given thing also exerted a special effect at this moment, and a ray of golden light flashed on the divine whip and the divine knife, making the two incomparable power.

The black-armored barbarian, finally more serious, lowered his hands around his chest and slapped them into the air.

Boom –

The silent waves of air enveloped the two of them like rolling muffled thunder!

In just an instant, a dense cracking sound was heard from their bodies, and not only the bones were shattered, but the internal organs, meridians, skin and flesh were all shattered.

Everyone gasped, and two clouds of blood mist floated into the air, leaving only the divine whip and divine knife unharmed by the qi wave, flying upside down and falling towards the magma.

This scene made the black ghost completely lose any sense of resistance, and the soles of his feet turned around and jumped on the chain to escape.

The black-armored barbarian looked sideways, stretched out his index finger and flicked it lightly.

Clicks–

The divine stone that the black ghost life hung on his chest suddenly broke into three pieces, and the black ghost life himself was bounced out and flew directly from the altar to the edge of the volcano.

But when I saw its back, it was directly dented in a large piece!

This is still because the Divine Stone resists most of the attacks, otherwise, it will definitely turn into a blood mist like the other two dead soldiers.

The hearts of the three priests were completely sunk, and they were speechless, quietly looking at the black witch who had destroyed the three dead men who held the gods' gift in their hands!

He's too strong!

At least among the younger generation, they are so strong that they are unmatched, looking at the three realms of the world, who is their opponent?

In the cool realm, the first day of the Emperor's unity, which is known as a once-in-a-millennium encounter, is by no means an opponent of the black witch.

They're defeated!

Nu Tianyi also got up slowly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of contempt, he just wanted to defeat all three priests with an absolutely crushing posture, and let the remaining priests see what would happen if he went against him!

Later, he would like to make a wish to the barbarian gods that the three tribes of his priests who tried to fight against him would be removed from the world from now on!

At this time, the hollow voice of the black-armored barbarian came from the altar: "Why don't you make a move?"

Everyone heard the prestige, but when they saw that on the altar, there was only one Hu Yifan left on the altar of the three priests.

However, it is different from the three dead soldiers.

From beginning to end, he stood on the edge of the altar with his arms crossed, not even a single move, but watched the battle with his eyes.

Xia Qingchen replied lightly: "I don't care about being outnumbered." ”

If it's a melee or a life-and-death battle, he can ignore the rules, but it's just a formal competition, and he hasn't degenerated enough to join forces to besiege one person.

"Outnumbered?" the Dark Witch heard an incomprehensible passage, "That's why you didn't make a move?"

Xia Qingchen put down his hands and nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

The black witch sighed softly: "You, in fact, don't you dare to make a move?"

Because of his excessive strength, Xia Qingchen was so timid that he didn't have the courage to attack him.

Xia Qingchen was noncommittal, his palms contracted under his ribs, his knees squatted slightly and bent, and said calmly: "Now, you can make a move, you can fight with all your might!"

He kindly reminded that with his current palm power, if he was taken by surprise, the physique of the Xiaoyue Rank Realm might not be able to withstand it.

And he doesn't want to take advantage of others.

If you want to win, you have to win openly.

It's a pity that others may not appreciate his reminder.

"You can do it. The black witch clasped his arms around his chest and stood majestically: "But, after you make a move, you'd better give yourself enough time to escape, I can't guarantee that you can survive with a single blow." ”

Obviously, he didn't take Xia Qingchen's words to heart, Mo said that he was fighting with all his might, and he didn't even have a decent defense.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm and unwavering, and he said lightly: "Then, you can go down." ”