Chapter 22 is magical

There was a burst of redness above the statue of the barbarian, like a fiery cloud in the sky burning half of the sky.

The fiery red flames rose above the statue of the barbarian god, and suddenly a flame of light rose to the sky, rising to a height of more than ten zhang, and then slowly fell behind the statue of the barbarian god, gathering into a line along the head of the barbarian god from the eyebrows to slowly converging backwards, slowly extending along the spine.

This fire element is so gorgeous, and the brilliant colors make everyone feel excited. This fire element started from the neck and quietly extended along the spine.

Everyone knows that the longer the brute lines of the open man mean the higher the person's achievements in the future, so when Feng Ling formed such long brute lines on her body, even Zhao Chengxin was polite to him, because Feng Ling had a better room for growth.

Now, this brute pattern slowly extends along the spine, and this brute stripe touches the hearts of more than 3,000 people in the Ershan tribe.

Tears came out of Yun Tianya's eyes, this grandson finally became a barbarian, he got rid of the name of waste from today and became a barbarian.

It's been seven years, how many people's cynicism, how many people's ridicule and contempt, and how many people's visible and invisible blows have all weighed heavily on the delicate and tender shoulders of the grandson.

As the patriarch, not only did he not reduce the child's blow, but added a lot of trouble to the child.

Today is finally barbaric, the sky has eyes, the barbarian god has a spirit, Yun Tianya bowed to the barbarian god. With his hands in front of him, he touched the ground with his head, forming the most pious posture of throwing himself to the ground.

Yun Zhong suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were full of magic at this time, and he didn't know why his child had actually met the requirements of being open.

He also remembered the situation when the child was born when he was a child, the rain scattered the flowers, the gods came into the world, the green dragon was revealed, and the elements were surrounded, and his Yun'er was destined to be an unusual person.

In the past seven years, the name of waste has made him angry from time to time, everyone in his own vein can be barbaric, and Weishenme, a rabbit cub, can't be barbaric.

He also complained about his father's special doting on Yunyang, thinking that this was a fate for a fish, and Lang wasted his energy.

Now it seems that I know that my father was prescient.

Yunyang's mother, Lan Zhi, had tears of happiness on her face.

Who loves the child the most? his mother.

Lan Zhi is indeed as beautiful as Lan Zhi, she has both the beautiful fragrance of orchids and the vitality of Angelica. At this moment, Lan Zhi's dark and shiny eyes have been staring at the statue that has opened up in the air, feeling the happiness from the bottom of her heart for her son.

The child is so strong, the child is resolute, and the child puts everything on his shoulders.

Can adults withstand the weight of the mountains over the years?

His own child carried it like this.

Today, his own child is barbaric, and what makes him different is that the barbarian god statue is covered in golden light eight times, instead of eight golden halos. Others are all on the body to form elemental patterns on the body to form brute lines, but the child's rise is more than ten zhang high, starting from the top of the eyebrows.

Great, from now on, the child finally got rid of the pressure in his heart, and can really become a man with his head held high, and be happy to be a man.

Yun Yang was in front of the barbarian god statue, and he didn't know the situation outside, not to mention that Yun Yang was completely controlled by the barbarian god at this time, and he could only hear the continuous thumping sound from himself.

The barbarian lines of the fire element flowed quietly on Yun Yang's back.

Like a magical indescribable red liquid, it is quietly flowing.

This strange fire elemental pattern touches everyone's hearts.

The red brute pattern has reached Yunyang's waist, and everyone is admiring the length of this brute stripe. Such a brute pattern is already much longer than Feng Ling's brute pattern.

I can't believe that this kid is really a well-deserved genius.

The brute pattern is still slowly developing at its own pace. I really can't imagine that there are such long brute lines on this shijie.

Many people in the tribe were rejoicing, because they had never hit Yunyang when he was not barbaric. There are also some people who think of the Hei Liang Elder of the Black Mountain Tribe, facing the masters of the Barbarian Spirit Realm realm, even if they are the great elders and second elders of the tribe, they don't dare to do anything about the sound of the horse, but this Lasu said with a cold expression: "Forget it, Elder Hei Liang put away your psychic pill, even if you eat the elixir that can immediately cultivate and become an immortal, it is not a big deal." On the road of brute cultivation, you only rely on your own heart. If I can be brutal, I'll go to the Black Mountain tribe to find you. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, on the road of human cultivation, there is only succession. Priority does not represent the level of your achievement. ”

It suddenly became clear that being able to say such things was definitely not a person's own bragging. People who felt ridiculous at the time suddenly felt that maybe this Yunyang really had the possibility of killing the Black Mountain tribe to teach Elder Heiliang a lesson.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, on the road of human cultivation, there is only succession. Priority does not represent the level of your achievement. Such words are so powerful.

Some people in the tribe were already worried, and they were the most excited to scold and sarcasm this Yun Yang, and now they saw that even all the geniuses in the tribe combined did not have the potential of Yun Yang.

The Lasu, who was just open and sarcastic to Yun Yang, was red at the moment, compared with Yun Yang, although he said that he was also a barbar, but he was purely a waste.

The fire elemental barbarian pattern continued to flow, slowly flowing above the barbarian god's tail vertebrae.

All the people of the Ear Mountain tribe have grown incredible eyes. Such a long brute pattern is rare for thousands of years.

A genius is a genius, even after a long period of repression, he is still a genius.

The brute lines above the tail vertebrae have not stopped.

"Look, the fire elemental pattern is still moving?" a man muttered softly.

This slight sound was undoubtedly a thunderclap in front of the barbarian temple, where thousands of people were silent and the leaves could be heard when they landed.

Everyone's eyes looked together at the sky of the barbarian god, and the blood-red idol.

I saw Yun Yang's fire element brute lines, swaying at the tail vertebrae, and under the sway, it actually split into two strands, extending down the thighs.

No way, it's absolutely impossible. I've never heard of such a long barbarian pattern, what kind of demon is this? You have such a stunning length of brute lines.

Originally, all the people who laughed at Yun Yang were all looking at the flowing fire element barbarian patterns on the body of the barbarian god in the sky with envy at this moment. A brute pattern of this length is a real genius.

If a character like him is a waste, hehehehe, what are all the rest of the barbarians?

Thinking of this, everyone felt a bitterness in their hearts.

I didn't expect this kid's birth to hit people, and even opening a brute pattern is also such a blow.

The fire elemental brute pattern was still slowly flowing, already flowing past the knees. This strange brute pattern is like a masterpiece made by a peerless master, and all the people below are disciples who worship the master. Every little movement touches everyone's heart.

I had never seen such a magical brute pattern, which began from the forehead and flowed towards the feet. Although it is said that it is now under the knee, people do not know how long the brute lines along the legs can flow.

"It's moved again, and Xiangxia has moved an inch again. Someone exclaimed.

"Oh my God, it's all at the ankle. "Someone doesn't believe their eyes.

When it comes to the brute lines on the ankle, it seems to have encountered a barrier, where to stay.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, from the top of their heads to their ankles, such a strange brute pattern can be regarded as an earth-shattering brute pattern. Everyone knows that there will be such a brilliant future in the future.

At this time, the brute pattern flowed again. All the way up to the top of the toes.