Zao Wou-Ki suddenly became a dispensable figure.

As soon as this little prince of the barbarian clan appeared, he immediately attracted all the attention of Yu Chihong, Zhao Wuji was just a true yuan-level existence, and his strength was average, and he could not threaten himself.

Zhao Wouji still maintained the posture of pinching the sword trick, he felt that this scene was really a little embarrassing, obviously he should release the sword trick and kill Yu Chihong directly in seconds, now.

"This Eight Desolation Furnace also looks like a good thing, if it is in my hands, it will definitely make my strength increase rapidly!" Zhao Wouji's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

Ice Sword

Yu Chi Hong waved the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand violently, and suddenly it snowed heavily in the sky, and the power of this heavy snow was full, and after it fell, it was immediately a burst of ice, forming a dark ice.

However, soon, Wei Chihong found out that he was wrong.

The power of this Eight Desolation Furnace is too powerful, as soon as the furnace mouth opens and closes, a large area of flames suddenly erupts, and the oppressed Wei Chihong continues to retreat one after another, with his strength, there is no way to fight at all.

The terrifying high temperature quickly stripped away the surrounding oxygen, making people feel dizzy.

Kill!

At this time, the students around Wei Chihong also fought fiercely with these barbarians, these barbarian soldiers are infinitely powerful, and they exude amazing courage all over their bodies, if they are alone, they are easy to deal with, but once the impact of the legion is formed, the students are not the opponents of the barbarians at all.

Zhao Wou-Ki saw it in his eyes, but he didn't rush to make a move, his body melted into the flames, although the temperature of this flame was high and powerful, but it couldn't really hurt Zao Wou-ki, this was also the fact that this barbarian little prince didn't have the ability to burst out the true power of his Eight Desolation Furnace.

Otherwise, Zao Wou-Ki may not be able to bear it.

"No, the other party's strength is too strong, we can't bear it!" These students retreated again and again, and their mouths even sent out a signal for help: "Senior Wei Chi!"

Bang!

When they came back to their senses, they saw that Yu Chihong was slapped on the body by the little prince of the barbarians, and then, Yu Chihong's whole person fell into the ground under his feet like a cannonball.

Rumble!

The ground exploded, Yu Chihong opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth and nose violently, while the little prince of the barbarian clan raised his right hand, and the flames of the Eight Desolations Furnace converged violently, but it formed a flame palm.

With the light press of the little prince of the barbarians, the flame palm fell directly on Yu Chihong's body.

Yes!

Yu Chihong suddenly screamed, and Zhou's body was immediately wrapped in flames, and for a while, he only burned Yu Chihong screaming again and again, constantly rolling on the ground.

The little prince of the barbarian tribe was not in a hurry to kill Yu Chihong, but kept pressing down his palm, and the flames burned, making Yu Chihong feel painful.

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Yu Chihong's mouth made a pleading sound, he finally reached the cultivation of the secret realm and became the strongest among the cultivators, how could Yu Chihong be willing to die.

In the end, a flame surrounded Yu Chihong and all the students, surrounded by barbarians, and in the flames were the scarred Yu Chihong and all the students, at this moment, their eyes were full of despair.

"Human!" a cold voice came out of the mouth of the little prince of the barbarians: "Now give you a chance to choose to surrender, otherwise, you will only end up in a dead end!"

In the flames, Yu Chihong and a few other students, you look at me, I look at you.

Surrender, are you kidding?

No one is willing to surrender, no one is a fool, the strength of human beings, human beings themselves know best, the barbarians in Qu Boxing to put it bluntly are the end of the strong crossbow, the first wave of humans can't kill them, there will be a second wave, and then a third wave, there will always be peerless powerhouses will continue to appear.

Now the little prince of the barbarians is just a small secret realm, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to kill him and make them surrender and stand on the opposite side of mankind.

"Senior, at this time, it's better for us to be vain and make a gesture of surrender, and then, wait until our human army arrives, and then come and kill this little prince of the barbarians!"

A voice was transmitted to Wei Chihong's mind.

"Hypocrisy and wrongdoing?"

Wei Chihong hesitated a little in his heart, and said it, this is not a glorious thing after all, if it is known and spread, it is not a good thing for him, and he will be poked in the backbone in the future.

"Senior, for the sake of today, this is the best way, if we die like this, it is really a dead end, as long as we live, there will always be humans to help us!"

No one wants to die, and the same is true of these students, and the same is true of Wei Chihong.

Thinking of this, Wei Chihong hesitated slightly, and then slowly said, "Okay, we are willing to surrender!"

"Hahahaha!" The little prince of the barbarian tribe immediately laughed wildly: "Human, haha, human, you all kneel down for me!"

"Kneel?" Wei Chihong's face showed an angry expression, but a student next to him pulled Yu Chihong suddenly: "Senior!"

The muscles on Yu Chihong's face trembled slightly, and he was already planning to surrender, at this time, asking himself to kneel, Yu Chihong no longer hesitated, but knelt down on one knee in front of the little prince of the barbarians: "I am willing to surrender!"

"Hmph, human boy, don't think I don't know what your thoughts are!" The little prince of the barbarian clan smiled, but his voice was gloomy: "Do you want to take refuge in me for the time being, and then wait until you humans rescue you in the future, hmph, I tell you that there is no such opportunity!"

Speaking of this, the little prince of the barbarian tribe suddenly issued a lengthy incantation from his mouth.

Fire Slave Curse!

Suddenly, a ball of flames quickly pierced into the brains of Wei Chihong and the other students, and Yu Chihong's mouth suddenly let out a terrible scream: "No ......"

There were five minutes, and when Yu Chihong came back to his senses, he found that a rune was imprinted in the depths of his mind, and all his thoughts were completely mastered by the little prince, not only that, but his spiritual thoughts were enslaved by the little prince of the barbarians, and he was the slave of the little prince of the barbarians.

All are enslaved on a spiritual level.

Poof!

Yu Chihong knelt down on his knees and looked at the little prince of the barbarians: "Yu Chihong, I have seen the master!"

Looking at Yu Chihong's appearance, the little prince of the barbarian clan cracked his mouth and laughed: "Yes, yes, Yu Chihong, tell me all the secrets of your human race!"

Tsk!

A voice suddenly came from a distance, and then I saw Zao Wou-Ki walking out slowly: "The faces of human beings have been lost to you!"