The nine-tailed white fox's behavior of stepping on the ancient seems to have no intention, but Feng Chaoge is no longer the flute-headed boy who doesn't understand anything, and he understands something when he sees it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The appearance of the ancient is not in line with common sense, it stands to reason that this nine-tailed white fox is a fox demon who has been cultivated for thousands of years, but with her cultivation, she should be able to overwhelm the heroes, but no, the cat in it is greasy, it is worth thinking about.

Feng Chaoge couldn't help but have an extra heart for the people of the Supreme Alliance, because he saw something called indifference from the body of the Supreme Commander, and he didn't believe that Feng Liuhua's page of golden paper and a sword intent could really buy the people of the Supreme Alliance.

Supreme Bodhi led the crowd away from Feng Chaoge, turned around and walked towards Liu Hesheng, his fat body exuded an awe-inspiring momentum at this moment, which was quite fearful.

The Supreme League, the disciples who have always been out of the mountains and trained, have no weak hands, and this is obvious to all in the entire Eight Desolations.

Nangong Yun became the focus of everyone at this moment, he stood on the blood-colored altar, pouring golden light all over his body, and the power of the altar was blessed on his body, and at this moment, he looked even more like a god of war.

In an instant, the storm and clouds were repeated, and the blood-colored altar erupted into a deafening sound, and in the altar, ancient words burst out, and ancient lines emanated from the altar, with the vicissitudes of life.

That breath doesn't seem to belong to this life.

The sun was shining on the altar in this place.

The people of the barbarian clan have those disciples of Qingyun Academy under their hands, led by Luo Yusheng, and then the beautiful woman holding the recorder, as well as a group of academy disciples, all of whom are geniuses of Qingyun Academy.

The young master of the barbarian clan suddenly nodded to the five strong cultivators of the barbarian clan, and an old man with a white beard came out of the crowd and walked in front of those disciples of Qingyun Academy.

Luo Yusheng is so arrogant, even at this moment when he is reduced to a prisoner, he still exudes a proud demeanor and an unyielding demeanor.

The woman holding the recorder in her hand, although her whole body was tied by iron cables, but between her eyebrows, there was not the slightest fear, but a kind of indifference, as if everything in this world was not worthy of her attention.

Her eyes, looking into the distance, as if only the ethereal place in the distance is her destination, although the others are afraid, but they are unwilling to show a cowardly look at this moment, they all have a kind of courage to see death as home.

The old man of the barbarian tribe suddenly let out a solemn laugh, and then made a move, and his body more than three meters tall suddenly burst out with a burst of brilliant light, and then the huge arm waved suddenly, bringing out a terrifying aura that made people palpitate, and the sleeves of his clothes were shattered by the surging power at this moment, the thick muscles were exposed, and the beautiful lines were completely exposed to the air.

Bang!

The strong man of the barbarians, his arm suddenly exploded, and then suddenly became thick, and in the blink of an eye, it was the size of a beam, and this time, he waved his arm, bringing the sound of whirring wind.

The beam-sized arm suddenly grew sharp beast claws, yes, it was the beast claws, the beast claws that exuded a cold aura, and suddenly grabbed a disciple of Qingyun Academy, and then, the strong man of the barbarian clan suddenly threw this disciple of Qingyun Academy towards the blood-colored altar.

Phew!

Phew!

Two explosions, like the sound of a green bamboo exploding in a fire, that Qingyun Academy disciple was instantly swallowed by the altar, turned into a burst of blood mist, and died out, not even the scum left.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, the woman holding the recorder in Qingyun Academy shouted, her eyes burning with anger, and the muscles of her beautiful face twitched, obviously angry to the extreme.

"If I were to find the robbers one by one, it would be a waste of time, why would I throw all these people at the altar, wouldn't it be very fast?" the barbarian powerhouse sneered.

At the same time, the arm as thick as a beam, and the beast claws that exuded a demonic aura, suddenly grabbed several Qingyun Academy disciples who were bound by the North Iron Cable, and swept towards the blood-colored altar.

Bang!

The altar glowed, bursting out with terrifying power, shattering these people, and the essence and blood all over their bodies were absorbed by the blood-colored altar, and at the same time, on the blood-colored altar, the ancient lines seemed to be blessed by some kind of power, which was even more dazzling, and Nangong Yun, like a god, enjoyed the power blessing of the ancient lines on the blood-colored altar, and became more and more unattainable.

The altar began to shake, and the signs of loosening became more and more obvious.

The strong man of the barbarian clan swept his hand casually, and immediately swept several disciples of Qingyun Academy towards the altar, and in an instant, it was radiant, and there was a bright glow shining here, the more it shone brightly.

In the middle of the river, the water under the altar began to tumble, and the river began to shake as the river began to shake, and suddenly the altar spun around, and the light shone so brightly that no one else could open their eyes.

"That's enough, you're acting against the sky, and you won't be able to die well!" the nine-tailed white fox suddenly shouted.

"Hehe!" The strong man of the barbarian clan smiled coldly, glanced at Tagu, and sneered: "Nine-tailed white fox, you have a spirit body, what are you talking about, be careful that I will cut you off." ”

Rumble!

Hearing this, Tagu trembled and looked shocked.

When the others heard the words of the strong man of the barbarians, they were stunned for a moment, and looked at Tagu with some doubts, this beautiful woman who was beautiful and dusty, turned out to be a spirit body and came here?

"Is this really a spirit body?" Liu Hesheng looked at the ancient times, obviously a little disbelieving.

"What is not a spirit body? If we really come here, how can we do whatever we want?" As he said this, his beam-like arm suddenly swept towards Tagu, setting off a gust of wind, and at the same time, a torrent of power erupted from his arm, with a terrifying power like moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

Thundered!

This arm swept Tagu dozens of feet away and fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

This barbarian powerhouse had a sharp look in his eyes, as if he was warning, and said coldly: "Step on the ancients, do it well, don't force me to kill you!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the disciples of Qingyun Academy, a touch of cold murderous intent flashed, and then walked in front of Luo Yusheng, like an eagle catching a chicken, lifted Luo Yusheng, and threw it towards the blood-colored altar.

Rumble!

The sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shook, and the blood-colored altar suddenly dispersed, filled with violent power, like a whirlpool outside the sky, instantly sucking Luo Yusheng in.

"Huh?" the barbarian powerhouse was shocked, and then muttered, "Sure enough, it's another one." ”

Then, he turned to look at the woman with the recorder in her hand, and said softly, "Did I throw you up, or did you take the initiative to go up, maybe you were also one of the robbers." ”

The woman smiled miserably, and then strode out, but the moment she stepped out, it was like a curse, and she said coldly: "You executioners, you will die without a place to be buried." ”

The curse sounded, and a sword qi came out from the altar, and the sword qi that seemed to have been sleeping for thousands of years came across endless years, and a monstrous murderous aura erupted from the altar.

The sturdy sword qi like a water tank slashed through all obstacles, shattering the endless space, like thunder, slashing straight towards the barbarian powerhouse.

Everyone was stunned, and that sword qi, from unknown years, slashed out from the altar.

The bright sword is terrifying for nine days.