But the result was that the palm of the barbarian ancestor spirit was instantly disintegrated and collapsed by the invisible force, and the invisible force even spread upward, disintegrating the arms, upper body and even the head of the barbarian ancestor spirit in turn.

Although the barbarian ancestral spirit would not die because of the collapse of his head and upper body, just this alone caused him to suffer a heavy blow.

After a long time, the upper body, head, and even arms and palms of the barbarian ancestral spirit grew back up.

However, it is precisely because of this that the transparency of the body becomes more transparent after the damaged part grows.

Without waiting for the barbarian ancestral spirit to attack again, those elemental elders seemed to be waiting for the barbarian ancestral spirit to recover its body and head, and then they all turned their palms and aimed at the barbarian ancestral spirit.

Rumble!

This time, the invisible force directly acted on the barbarian ancestral spirit.

The barbarian ancestral spirit was a little caught off guard this time, and in an instant, the entire body collapsed in an invisible force, just like a white cloud that was smashed and couldn't see its form at all.

This time, after the barbarian ancestral spirit recovered, its body became more and more transparent, and even Zhou Mingyue felt as if the wind was blowing, and the barbarian ancestral spirit was about to disperse.

Well, actually, the state of this barbarian ancestral spirit is exactly so miserable.

In its body, a trace of divinity that seemed to have not been fully formed was rapidly drilling, trying to escape from the barbarian ancestral spirit's body.

Is that the divinity left by the barbarian god on the totem pole?

Zhou Mingyue was a little puzzled, but even if he was worried that he would accidentally summon the barbarian gods, he couldn't stop the actions of those elemental elders at this time.

Seeing that the trace of divinity was about to flee from the body of the barbarian ancestral spirit, an elemental elder immediately left his post and came to the body of the barbarian ancestor spirit, stretched out his hands, and when the trace of divinity drilled out, he firmly grasped it in his hand.

At this moment, Zhou Mingyue could see the strength of that divine struggle, almost destroying the elemental elder's elemental body.

But after being separated from the body, this divinity is just a divinity, and there is no way to escape from the clutches of the elemental elders.

As the elemental elder brought the divinity into the gate of the tower, the body of the barbarian ancestor spirit that had not disintegrated for a long time finally disintegrated, and it turned into thousands of transparent soul bodies, and those transparent soul bodies were a little dazed and floated in the air for a while, and then they were like thin snow under the scorching sun, quickly melting and dissipating without a trace.

Zhou Mingyue looked at the advanced progress bar, and with the integration of that trace of divinity, the percentage rose to 98.8 percent.

Well, after he read it, he had the urge to complain, why is there still a whole zero after this divinity is integrated?

Can it be said that the divinity left by this barbarian god on the totem pole is a little weak?

However, he quickly guessed that this divinity was probably not left on the totem pole by the barbarian god, but what hands and feet it left on the totem pole, so that the barbarian ancestor spirit began to help him cultivate this divinity since he was born.

Come to think of it, if this trace of divinity is well cultivated, then the barbarian god will probably appear and take away this trace of divinity.

Although this may not be the real process, Zhou Mingyue is not a fool, so do the barbarians really fight so hard for their own race?

Allow those tribes to unite their ancestral spirits and share the power of faith.

Zhou Mingyue asked himself if he sat in this position, maybe he would do this, but he would definitely not be so generous.

Then the intention of the barbarian god's move is obvious.

As Zhou Mingyue guessed before, there is nothing good that the barbarian god will not do.

It's barely the best of both worlds.

Those tribes have obtained ancestral spirits that can protect their tribes, and the barbarian gods will have a trace of divine income every time they wait.

Well, there are so many barbarians scattered in this wild area, so how much divinity will the barbarian gods collect?

I'm afraid this will be a very large number, of course, the time period should be calculated in fifty years, otherwise, those tribes will not have enough people killed in battle, and it will be difficult to condense the ancestral spirit.

It's a pity that this shred of divinity that has not yet been fully formed has been swallowed up by the war plane.

Well, if the divinity is formed, I'm afraid that the barbarian god will appear directly, and it will not be possible for him to fall into his own hands at all.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Mingyue had some comfort in the incompleteness of divinity.

But at this moment, a force that seemed unstoppable to him suddenly rose from the totem pole.

Not good!

Zhou Mingyue subconsciously drove the Ancient Red Dragon to fly straight towards the War Plane Tower.

Although he did not have a specific understanding of the sudden appearance of power, he guessed that the barbarian god Harlandodi had discovered that the divinity had been usurped and thus descended.

Under such circumstances, the only thing Zhou Mingyue could do was to return to the War Plane Tower.

If things don't go well, then a direct displacement away should be a good option.

And just as the barbarian god's aura leaked out from the totem pole and swept around, those elemental elders also accelerated the suppression of the totem pole, and at the same time, the war plane tower also pressed downward, shaking the barbarian god's aura slightly inward.

Very good!

Seizing this opportunity, the Ancient Red Dragon rushed into the gate opened by the tower.

When his legs stepped on the floor of the tower, Zhou Mingyue's hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

No, in the face of a god, who is not a weak chicken like the incarnation of the farmer god Flor, this psychological pressure is conceivable.

But after having the protection of the War Plane Tower, Zhou Mingyue can advance and retreat, and his psychological state is naturally much better.

But just as he was relieved, the prompt tone of the war plane sounded in his mind: "Ding! Encountering the arrival of the true body of the gods, the success rate of the war plane's full suppression is only thirteen.1%, and the master is requested to make a choice immediately, and the countdown begins, 10, 9, 8 ......"

Ding Ding Ding, in one breath, the war plane gave Zhou Mingyue three choices.

First, the totem pole was suppressed with all its might, with a success rate of 13.1 percent, and after the suppression was successful, it was impossible to eliminate the possibility of the gods landing again, and the probability of the gods coming again was 88.7 percent.

Second, the displacement to other reserved coordinate sites in the plane, under the interference of the arrival of the gods, the success rate of displacement is 97.2 percent, but it does not rule out that after the arrival of the gods, the possibility of pursuing the residual traces of displacement is 91.4 percent.

Third, the space-time transfer to the void outside the plane, under the interference of the gods, the success rate of space-time transfer is 73%, after the space-time transfer, the success rate of the gods' pursuit is only 9%, but the possibility of losing their place in the void outside the plane is as high as 59.6%.