Duan Mo realized the great opportunity of the golden dragon on the listening snow tower, and the shadow step broke through there, so when he cast the shadow step, it was like a swimming golden dragon, and the totem of the beast tribe happened to be a five-clawed golden dragon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The high platform was also shocked, many clan elders looked at Duan Mo, their eyes changed, Duan Mo actually had a golden dragon body method!

"No, it's not the Golden Dragon Body Method, but the ground-level Body Spiritual Technique that looks like the Golden Dragon Body Method."

As the leader of the tribe, Long Yu shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "The golden dragon body method is a secret that the tribe does not pass on, and now no one in the tribe can learn it at all, he must have watched the golden dragon swimming and realized where he did, so there are some similarities between the golden dragon body method when he casts the body method, and no one in our beast tribe has been able to use the golden dragon body method for too long, and everyone has already weakened the appearance of the golden dragon body method." ”

The Elder of the Guardian Clan nodded slightly, and said, "What the leader said is right, as far as I know, there is a golden dragon mural in the capital of the Starfall Emperor, which is rumored to be left by the Hundred Beast Dao people for the world to admire. ”

Long Chao and the others also came to their senses, and looked at Duan Mo in surprise, although the latter is not a golden dragon body method, but it is also extremely wonderful, this desert is really not simple.

Duan Mo calmed the surging spiritual power in his body, although the wind step was strong, the shadow step of Duan Mo's ascending hall realm was faster and more handy.

The beast barbarian youths who came up next were all awakened bloodline totems, and if their strength was calculated according to spiritual power cultivators, they were at least about three or four in the Spirit Infant Realm, and some powerful ones were faintly comparable to the five levels of the Spirit Infant Realm.

Duan Mo's battle became more and more difficult and stalemate, and the time and spiritual power consumed were also doubled.

"Peng ......"

Duan Mo slammed his fist into the face of the person in front of him, and the latter directly slammed into the ground, his face covered in blood.

"Thirty!"

Duan Mo also had some more scars on his body, his body was a little embarrassed, he spit out the blood foam in his mouth, his face was indifferent, and he looked at the last remaining seven people.

The last remaining seven people are the most difficult ones.

"Thirty people in a row, his spiritual power has not been exhausted."

The braided young man beside Long Chao also looked solemn, generally speaking, even if it was four or five spirit infant realm triplets, the spiritual power should be exhausted at this moment.

"Duan Mo! Glory to the defending god of war! ”

The roar of the Heavenly Wolf in the distance echoed, but the people of the Beast Barbarian Tribe no longer shouted and roared at this moment, and their hearts were also fluctuating at this moment, Duan Mo's strength of defeating thirty people in a row made them speechless.

However, if you want to defend the glory of the god of war, there are still the last seven!

The god of war is invincible, can he Duan Mo also be invincible?

"Boss! I believe you! ”

Tianhu roared despite the injuries on his body, and the bandage wrapped around his chest was stained red with leaching blood, making him grin slightly.

Duan Mo took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, his fists clenched again, and walked towards the seven people in front of him step by step.

One person flashed out, and the golden dragon circled, extremely powerful.

"Demon Spirit Fist!"

Duan Mo was clean and neat, a punch was blasted out, and then his hands quickly flipped over, and a yellowish desolate palm quickly appeared, resisting the man's punch, and the desolate palm in his hand smashed on his chest.

"Puff ......"

The man flew upside down and landed in the crowd of beasts.

Fail!

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Duan Mo's mouth, exchanging his injuries for victory.

"Come again!"

Duan Mo's eyes were indifferent and terrifying.

"Bang ......"

The sound of continuous fierce collisions echoed, Duan Mo once again resisted a hard blow to the whip leg, grabbed the arm of the beast barbarian youth with both hands, jumped back, and dragged it down fiercely.

Fail!

The black shirt on Duan Mo's body was half stained red with blood, and he really had a bit of an invincible posture, sweeping all the way, and then defeating the two.

The beast barbarian is a young generation, and only Long Chao, the pigtailed youth and the big fat man are left.

"I'm coming!"

The big fat man, who was about the same as a small mountain of meat, roared and rushed towards Duan Mo, and as he took steps, the ground in the square trembled slightly.

Duan Mo appeared in front of the big fat man in an instant, and stepped on the heavy fat on his chest.

"That's it?"

The big fat man grinned, and with a flick of his body, he directly bounced Duan Mo away.

Duan Mo stopped, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and frowned at the big fat man who ran over, his fat body can be called the strongest defense.

"Peng ......"

The big fat man's body jumped up and smashed directly at Duan Mo, and a large shadow shrouded Duan Mo's head.

Duan Mo stood straight, his body took a breath, the demonic spirit fire gushed out from his limbs and hundreds of bones, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, his feet slammed on the ground, sinking into the ground half an inch, his hands were raised, and black flames rose into the sky.

The big fat man fell down like a mountain of meat.

"Boom ......"

Duan Mo raised his hands high, the green tendons on his hands burst out, supporting the big fat man's body, the ground around him cracked inch by inch, and the whole person collapsed down again, and his thighs sank into the ground.

Duan Mo's body trembled slightly, he roared angrily, black flames erupted, holding the big fat man to jump high, and immediately threw the big fat man down.

The ground trembled, the smoke and dust were filled, and the big fat man's body slammed on the ground, making him dizzy and dizzy, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

Duan Mo stopped in mid-air, panting violently, his legs slightly weak.

The beast barbarian youth with many pigtails took a step forward and directly urged the bloodline totem, and the two-clawed golden dragon circled around him and rushed towards Duan Mo in mid-air.

A stormy frenzied attack.

The offensive of this pigtailed young man was extremely ferocious, and it was done in one go, and Duan Mo was a little hurried for a while.

"Beast! Invincibility! ”

The low roar of the braided youth aroused the blood of countless beast barbarians, and the overwhelming roar echoed.

"Peng ......"

Duan Mo finally revealed a flaw under that crazy attack, and the braided youth seized the opportunity, and smashed an uppercut on his chin, and the whole person fell from the sky.

The braided youth fell from mid-air, his knees down, and pointed directly at Duan Mo's chest, if this blow hit, Duan Mo would definitely lose.

And the price of failure is death.

The glory of the god of war is not to be defiled.

Duan Mo's body slammed on the ground, his vision was a little blurry, he faintly saw a black shadow falling towards him, he used all his strength, and rolled towards the side violently, the braided youth's knees smashed to the ground, the air wave swept away, the ground cracked out of cobwebs, and the stone slab under his body even turned into powder.

Duan Mo staggered to his feet, he shook his head fiercely, spit out the knocked out teeth in his mouth, and a fierce color appeared in his dark pupils.

"Come!"

Duan Mo and the braided young man collided wildly, fists to the flesh.

"Boom ......"

The demon spirit fire was raging, Duan Mo's palm reached out, grabbed the thigh of the braided youth, and threw it out fiercely, his feet stepped on the shadow to follow, his elbow smashed on his chest, and the figure of the braided youth flying out directly smashed down in midair, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Duan Mo staggered to his feet, looked up to the sky and roared, endlessly.

Thirty-seven members of the younger generation of the beast barbarian tribe, thirty-six people, defeated!

Duan Mo's bloodshot eyes looked at the dragon tide with a hideous coiling dragon tattooed on the arm of the last standing, the latter twisted his neck, his face was calm, and the three-clawed golden dragon on his body circled rapidly, rushing out in an instant, like a galloping streamer, even Duan Mo didn't react, his body flew out upside down, and everything around him was rapidly retreating.

The dragon tide turned into a golden streamer and slammed Duan Mo directly into the totem pole, shaking the entire hundred-zhang-long totem pole.

Blood stained the totem pole red.