"You go with him!"

With a casual stroke of the blonde youth, the golden hoops on the foreheads of nearly a hundred aliens burst out, piercing their heads, and rolling on the ground in pain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Follow me or die!" a knight in a white cloak stepped forward.

"Follow you...... As long as it doesn't hurt us, it's all easy to say!"

"Let's ......!"

Rumble......!

The white-cloaked knight stepped into the altar with these nearly a hundred aliens, and was instantly swept into the vortex.

Subsequently, there were other young professionals, who ordered nearly a hundred slaves one after another, and stepped straight into the whirlpool.

Soon, there were seven or eight young people with extraordinary temperament and peerless elegance left.

At this time, including Montenegro, all the alien races were only more than a hundred.

"It's just a bunch of garbage, I don't need it!" a mage wrapped in mist sneered and walked away.

"If you are willing to let them be used as experimental materials, I will take them!" a wizard took a piece of strange worm and jumped around eating it.

"Huh...... This is a group of good slaves, it is too wasteful to use it as a test material!" The archer smiled: "Why don't you let me take them in and kill them!"

As he spoke, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Black Mountain and the remaining nearly a hundred alien races suddenly felt extremely painful in their heads, as if thousands of steel needles had pierced their brains!

"Ah......h

One by one, the aliens screamed, holding their heads in their hands, snot and tears, begging bitterly, repeatedly promising that they would be slaves well.

Seeing this, the sharparcher chuckled in a low voice.

He didn't need slaves much, but it was much better if he had slaves!

However, just when he thought that the slaves had completely surrendered, suddenly, a low roar interrupted his imagination.

Roar......!

A roar of rage rang out among the aliens.

The rest of the Terran youths all looked at the place where the voice sounded.

Because, in this roar, they heard endless unwillingness and anger.

"It's just a group of aliens, what qualifications do they have to resist in front of us?" some sneered, others disdainful.

However, when their eyes fell on Montenegro, they were all stunned.

"A human?"

"No, this is an ancient altar of an alien race, how can there be humans?"

"He's human...... But, too, slaves!"

"All those with golden hoops on their heads are slaves!"

"Shut up, shout again, I'm ......!"

Yes......!

Some people exclaimed, because they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

I saw Black Mountain, carrying a meteor hammer in his hand and smashing it heavily on his head.

Knock! Knock!

Under the meteor hammer, the golden hoop was smashed and splashed, and cracks appeared.

Similarly, the powerful power of the Meteor Hammer also penetrated through the golden hoop and shook his head.

"He's crazy, hit himself in the head with a hammer?"

"No, he's banging on that golden hoop!"

"What are you kidding? If this continues, even if the golden hoop is broken by him, in the end, his head will be ruined!"

Boom! Boom!

Montenegro swung the meteor hammer and slammed it on the head.

With each blow, he could feel a crack in the golden hoop on his head.

However, with each blow, his head was dizzy.

"Stop...... Since this golden hoop has fallen on your head, you can be a slave in peace!

"Huh...... Let me be a slave in peace?, then why don't you be a slave?"

He threw the Meteor Hammer and frantically urged the Hum Hafa Gate.

Hum......!

Ha......!

Gollum! Gollum!

The air currents squirmed wildly under his skin, and his body swelled wildly, and in an instant, it surged by as many as three or five circles.

Standing on the ground, he was like a little giant, covered in blood, full of anger, and constantly roaring.

However, the golden hoop on his head was neither big nor small, tightly clamping his head, making him explode three or five times in the middle of his head, and an obvious dent appeared.

Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch......!

On the golden hoop, cracks appeared, and more light burst into his head.

At the same time, the skull under the golden hoop shattered, and there was a burst of explosions.

"Stop, or your head will be blown off by the golden hoop!" exclaimed a priestess!

"My head is blown, and I'm not a slave!" Black Mountain looked hideous, and he once again took the meteor hammer, and was about to smash it on the head and smash the golden hoop.

As for whether the golden hoop was broken in the end, or his head was broken, he didn't think about it at all.

However, just as he raised the meteor hammer, a woman appeared in front of him.

This woman was holding a green umbrella, which covered her face, leaving only a long blue dress to the ground.

Under the green umbrella, the woman stretched out her shallot-like fingers and gently pointed them on his head.

Bang......!

With a crisp sound, tens of thousands of cyan runes bloomed from her fingertips, instantly enveloping the golden hoop. In the next moment, the golden hoop shattered, turning into thousands of golden patterns, scattered into the golden hoops on the heads of other aliens around him.

"Tsing Yi, Si Ming, what do you mean, the golden hoop is also something you can destroy?" the archer's face changed slightly, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

Whew, whew!

The green umbrella turned, and a faint wisp of killing power permeated, instantly locking on the sharpshooter.

Locked by a wisp of murderous intent, this sharpshooter felt a tremendous pressure suppressing him.

In a trance, he felt that a mountain was pressing on top of his head, and the mountain was falling little by little, and it might blow him up at any time.

Tick......!

Drops of sweat roll down your forehead!

In a trance, he felt that the mountain had pressed against his head.

"It's over, I'll be crushed by this mountain!"

Just when the Sharpshooter was desperate to find that he might be crushed in the head:

"Huh...... Tsing Yi, I'll take them in first!"

The blond-haired young man in white smiled.

His thoughts flowed, and some thoughts contemplated the sovereigns of calamity.

This calamity spread a low roar, forcibly shattering the wisp of murderous evolution of the mountain, opening its mouth to swallow the Divine Archer and the others and nearly a hundred alien races, and then flew into the vortex.

"Tsing Yi, Si Ming?" Montenegro touched his head, feeling that his head did not explode, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Call......!

A wisp of wind blew, and the woman under the green umbrella walked straight to the altar, and then, in an instant, was swept away by the whirlpool.

"Lord Montenegro......!" The vultures on the side trembled, looking afraid!

"Can you get the golden hoop off my head too?"

Montenegro sneered: "Smash your head and take it off?"

Tu Jiu swallowed his saliva: "Can you poke me like the Lord Tsing Yi just now and poke the golden hoop down?"

Hehe......!

Montenegro sneered, pulled the chain suddenly, and jumped to the back of Tu Jiu: "Fly up and kill into the small world!"

"Ah......h

"Master Montenegro, if you don't get rid of my golden hoop, I will be controlled by them when I meet any Terran geniuses later!"

Montenegro sneered: "Don't worry, they can't control you!"

Picture 9 was overjoyed: "Really?"

Montenegro nodded: "If they control you, I will strangle your neck so that you will not suffer!"

Tu Jiu's body was crooked, he wailed, and he was swept away by the whirlpool.