Immediately, his eyes finally opened violently at this last moment.

It's just that the gaze is like the Buddha who has realized the Tao on the spot, not only does not make people feel fierce, but gives people an illusion like a spring breeze.

At present, the upper, middle and lower three roads have been attacked.

Beat Yin Hong's rhythm, I'm afraid it's less than a millisecond.

Suddenly, Yin Hong's legs kicked suddenly, and he jumped in the air.

In the blink of an eye, he had already broken away from the encirclement of everyone and directly crossed their heads.

Floating in the air by inertia, he quietly looked at a group of bewildered men below.

When they came to their senses and looked at the sky of Yin Hong.

I saw that Yin Hong's Buddha-like eyes changed in an instant!

It was replaced with the determination and killing intent like the angry eyes of King Kong!

The little pink arm began to slowly rise, and slowly spit out four domineering and extraordinary names with majestic eyes!

"Great!"

"Whew!"

"Oh my God!"

"Dragon ——!!!"

After the four words were spit out, it began to wrap around everyone's ears like the magic sound that wrapped around the beam, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Yin Hong didn't give them more time to be stunned at all, just at the moment when the dragon word fell!

It was that the pink palm slapped down heavily!

Suddenly, the space began to freeze, and the humming sound began to condense.

Everyone's ears seem to have only the dragon word that keeps floating back and forth, endlessly.

"Dragon Dragon Dragon-"

Bang——!!

With Yin Hong's palm, a nameless wave of qi seemed to condense rapidly from Yin Hong's palm, and then quickly began to jump downward.

Just one hit.

The earth began to crack everywhere, and the palace began to tremble slowly.

Boom ——!!

Another loud bang came out, and a violent destructive force began to explode from the inside of the ground.

Set off countless storms and waves, and with a violent swing, it is to roll up the rocks and clouds.

The inexplicable earth-shattering momentum of the envelope directly blew up a group of barbarian men in all directions, like defeat in the wind.

With the constant sound of falling to the ground, vomiting blood, and muffled snorts, it kept coming.

All of a sudden, in the venue, ghosts cried wolves and wailed.

Fortunately, Yin Hong's palm just now was only aimed at the ground, not too hard, otherwise this group of big men would really fall apart and become stumps and broken arms.

At the moment, it was only affected by the force of the explosion and blown away.

Although he was also injured, his life was generally fine.

It's just that the wound is also painful, and some of the seriously injured people are already coughing up blood there.

......

Look at the messy land in front of you.

Yin Hong, who was still stranded in mid-air, was completely stunned.

Looking at his slightly raised hands that were constantly trembling, he suddenly felt the urge to slap himself to death with one palm.

[This... What's going on with this Nima? 】

[The master just patted it lightly. 】

[Could it be that this mighty dragon, is there still an era bonus...]

[Woo woo, what to do, this can be regarded as a complete mess. 】

At this moment, Yin Hong just didn't even have the mind to look up at others.

He was scared, and he didn't know how to explain it.

At this time, he already fully understood that the palm just now was definitely made by himself, and it was not easy to rely on it.

Although he had not used the tricks on the Hundred Bird Sacrifice Phoenix Technique at all, he could know that the witch blood in his body still had such a strong explosive power hidden.

Fortunately, just now, he also pretended to be a palm at will, and the heavy shape was not heavy on quality.

Yin Hong was very confused at the moment, and his mind was quickly thinking about how to explain it.

......

Below, a group of barbarian soldiers were already confused, but the centurion who did not come forward to participate in the battle just now was quite sharp, and the moment the explosion occurred, he avoided the explosion far away.

At this time, when he looked at Yin Hong standing in the air again, he was already frightened.

Soon, however, the frightened eyes gradually cleared up, and then a frenzy quickly appeared!

Yes, in the eyes of the barbarians, power is everything!

This little man, in his eyes at this moment, is like a peerless god of war who is alive.

Just standing in mid-air had already raised his ardent admiration.

Suddenly, an excited shout blurted out.

"Trembling, trembling... Mars! ”

With the centurion's excitement to the point of trembling, a somewhat trembling voice fell.

The barbarian men in the field seemed to faintly wake up and turn around, and each of them muttered "God of War?" ”

However, the word God of War seemed to them to be like some kind of magic, and they only snorted a few times.

He couldn't care about the pain in his body anymore, and began to show a centurion-like fanaticism in his eyes.

Suddenly, one by one, they looked up at the floating Yin Hong.

In an instant, when he saw Yin Hong again, the excitement in his eyes had completely overshadowed the unbearable pain in his body.

This is the absolute fanaticism and worship of the strong by their barbarians.

I don't know who shouted excitedly.

"God of War !!"

Immediately, this sound of the god of war brought about a chain reaction.

The barbarian men one by one, some fell to the ground, some were injured and lying on their stomachs, and some bowed down, and so on.

But Rao is like this, because of the name of the god of war, they began to get up one after another, and immediately knelt on the ground with a pious face.

Facing Yin Hong in mid-air, he bowed and worshipped.

One by one, they began to chant the word God of War.

At first, the voices were just whispering to each other, but they were only intertwined as the waves of sound continued to converge.

One by one, the more they shouted, the harder they became.

After only a few moments, the sky over the square of the entire palace began to resound completely, and the loud shouts began.

"God of War!"

"God of War !!"

At this moment, where are there still standing barbarian warriors?

Only the faithful who are all pious and prostrate and prostrate!

Hearing this inexplicable excitement and fanatical shouting, Yin Hong's brain finally shut down.

It was just too much of a blow to him.

[Damn, damn, God, you're playing with me!] 】

[Master, what kind of sin did this create? 】

[Is it so hard to be a salted fish?] 】

[If you are not careful, you will become the god of war! 】

[What will this make the master do in the future? ] 】

For a moment, Yin Hong was completely stunned.

But Yin Hong's sluggishness, in the eyes of the barbarians, is as if the god of war is gladly accepting their worship.

Now, it's getting more and more energetic.

......

Not far away, the king touched the tip of his nose, and his heart was quite satisfied.

He suddenly found that as long as he pushed this rebel higher, the more he would not be able to be a salted fish with peace of mind.

Isn't this just the heart of the king?

Thinking like this, the king of the Su Dynasty followed the group of barbarians like a ghost, and shouted lightly.

"God of War~"

It doesn't matter if the barbarians shout, the king is the king of the human race, and his shout is like the approval of luck.

Immediately, all kinds of causes and effects began to rush towards Yin Hong's body.

Immediately, a pale curtain of light flickered.

It actually made Yin Hong's back, a faint shadow as high as several zhang appeared.

And that phantom is none other than the ontological manifestation of the essence and blood of the witch clan in Yin Hong's body, a generation of peerless war gods - Xingtian!