"What a strong force!"

Zhang Debiao and the fifth-layer guard of the Blackstone Iron Prison shook their hands with a hard move, and their arms were numb, and they couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

This extraterrestrial demon is not a warrior, but a magician, but the strength of his physical body is truly amazing, even comparable to his three-elephant power.

The weapon in his hand is not a legendary weapon, but is made of pure elemental condensation, similar to Zayd's Death Scythe!

Call!

The old madman swung the dragon pillar and smashed it down, only to hear a crackling sound, and the four weapons in the hands of the fifth-layer prison guard shattered one after another, turning into surging elements and exploding.

Before he could escape, these elements were condensed by him again, and they were still four weapons.

Zhang Debiao and the old madman joined forces to attack, and the fifth-layer prison guards were forced to retreat step by step, and although the two had the upper hand, they were still helpless against him.

The Extraterritorial Demon Clan has eight arms, and can control four weapons at the same time, blocking attacks from all directions, and defending it seamlessly!

The old madman rose and fell, killed and rose, and couldn't care about Zhang Debiao anymore, suddenly an unusually strong and surging fighting spirit rose under his feet, and he actually suspended in the air, flying around the fifth-layer prison guards, and let go of the attack!

Cultivating to the level of a Sword Master, the degree of fighting spirit is strong enough to support a personal volley void step, and the speed is extremely fast!

The two Sage-level masters shot with all their might, and Zhang Debiao found that he couldn't intervene at all, so he had to withdraw the Sky Giant Hammer.

Although the old madman had used all his means, he was still unable to break through the opponent's defenses. The fifth-layer prison guard was sweating profusely by him, screaming and screaming in his mouth, and his voice was loud and piercing.

Zaid's face changed, and he said loudly: "It's not good, he's calling for his companion!"

Zhang Debiao's face also changed, an extraterritorial demon clan was already so difficult, if the guards of the other layers of the Blackstone Iron Prison came together, I am afraid that none of them would be able to escape alive!

didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Debiao's spiritual energy suddenly became unprecedentedly concentrated, and the bridge of life and death was rolled out, and a bridge went straight to the feet of the fifth-layer prison guard!

Then his whole body surged, gathered on his right hand, and he was full of vigor, not vomiting or unhappy!

I saw that the five fingers of his palm bloomed like a lotus flower, and all kinds of changes were completed almost instantly, and finally condensed into a punch and struck out in the air!

This punch drove his life and death bridge fist intent, and the fist intent flew out of his hand, forming a huge fist, click, and the space in front of Zhang Debiao suddenly cracked, as if he could see the space leading to the fifth-layer prison guard, which was smashed into countless pieces by this punch, and the next moment it hit the chest of the fifth-layer prison guard!

The eight-armed defense of the extraterritorial demon clan was like paper paste, and it couldn't resist this punch at all, the four weapons were shattered, the soul sealing chain was shattered, blood spurted from the mouth, and the snake body rolled and flew out upside down!

Drink!

The old madman slammed his fist on the Panlong Pillar, only to see the copper pillar roar out and catch up with the fifth-layer prison guard, rumbling forward, banging into the chest of the fifth-layer prison guard, and then the momentum continued unabated, crashing towards the stone wall opposite the stone bridge!

The fifth-layer prison guard was struck by the two of them, and he was forcibly embedded in the stone wall, his flesh and blood blurred, turning into a puddle of meat sauce, and he couldn't die anymore!

"What kind of fighting skill is this?" Zaid and Tauros, the minotaur, both opened their mouths wide and were surprised, and said in their hearts: "If this punch goes down, ignoring the space, I can't resist it at all, I can only take this punch!" But if this punch falls on me, even if I don't die, I will lose half my life! I didn't expect this kid to have this kind of means, I really underestimated him before......

It is only now that Zeid recognizes Zhang Debiao's status as a collaborator for the first time in his heart.

It is not so simple to get the recognition of a saint-level master, although Zhang Debiao has a powerful demon pet like Taige Xiaohei, and an old madman standing by his side, Zeid still looks down on him in his heart, precisely because of his lack of strength.

The strength of one's own strength is the foundation that can be valued by saint-level masters!

Zhang Debiao punched out, and the three spiritual qi were all consumed, and it was the first time he encountered a situation where his strength, fighting energy, spiritual power, and divine thoughts were all dried up, and his eyes were dark, and he was suddenly planted on the little black head.

Xiao Hei quickly opened his mouth and bit him so as not to fall into the lava river below.

Zhang Debiao rested for a while, his mind was still buzzing, uncomfortable, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. Fortunately, his mental strength and fighting spirit quickly recovered, and his face gradually became less pale, and he was both surprised and happy in his heart, and said secretly: "The power of this punch is really incredible, but the consumption is too great to accept! If you can learn those patterns drawn by the old madman, wouldn't you be invincible in the world?"

Zhang Debiao's eyes flashed and he looked at the old madman, who cheered when he saw him wake up.

"Where did this old man get these patterns? Could it be the Code of the God King of the God King?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Debiao shook his head again.

In his heart, although the "Code of the God King" is clever, it may not be much better than the "Evil Spirit Sacred Codex", which ranks fourth on the list of miracle skills, and these two classics should be on the same level.

And the "Evil Spirit Sacred Codex" is much inferior to those patterns, and the patterns drawn by the old madman have far surpassed any kind of mental method that Zhang Debiao has encountered so far!

"Is it ......?"

His heart moved, and then he shook his head and smiled: "How is it possible? If the old madman has the ability to win the battle, he will already be invincible in the world, how can he still be sealed and cultivated and thrown into the Black Stone Iron Prison?"

After Zaid and the old madman waited for Zhang Debiao to repair to recover 7788, several people immediately set off and entered the sixth layer of the Blackstone Iron Prison.

As soon as they entered this floor, several people immediately felt a suffocating murderous aura rushing towards them, Xiao Hei's whole body fur exploded, and the two heads looked around cautiously, and relaxed when they found that there was no threat.

Zhang Debiao raised his eyes and saw that the sixth layer of this Blackstone Iron Prison was a deep passage, leading directly to the underground.

The murderous aura here is so thick that it almost condenses into substance, making it impossible to breathe!

"Everyone, be careful, follow me!"

Tauros, carrying a large steel fork and taking the lead, walked into the passage, and stopped after taking a few steps. I saw a crimson skeleton in the passage in front of me, hooked by several black iron chains and large hooks, hanging on the top floor of the passage.

This corpse is far taller than ordinary people, the skeleton is extremely thick and huge, about three meters tall, although it is not known how long it has been dead, but the body still has a thick murderous aura, and the bones are covered with golden runes, giving people an abnormal sense of oppression.

"Titans......" Zaid muttered as he looked up at the bones.

Zhang Debiao also raised his head and looked at the runes on the bones of this Titan clan with reverence, and he recognized at a glance that these runes were the runes of the Titan Fu that could win, the realm that only the Fighting Qi God could possess!

This Titan master has obviously trained the Titan Fernando to the highest level!

This person must be a great peerless master in front of him, a peerless murderer, not only trained the Titan Buddha to win the battle to the god refining bones, but also trained the murderous spirit deep into the bone marrow, although he has been dead for an unknown number of years, the killing intent is still condensed.

Even if it is another thousand years and thousands of years, his bones will not rot at all under the support of killing intent!

There are countless masters in the world, but there are very few masters who can train murderous qi to the bone marrow, and such a great master was sealed and cultivated by the Temple of the God King, tortured in every way, and died here, which can't help but make people sigh and sigh!

Zhang Debiao cautiously bypassed the bones, and after a dozen steps forward, another skeleton appeared in front of him.

This skeleton was jet black and taller, occupying almost the entire passage. However, judging from the bones, he is not a Titan, but the bones of another unknown race, and the aura emanating from him is not murderous, but a power that makes people's hearts rage!

"What kind of race is this?" Zaid muttered as he was so well-informed that he couldn't recognize what race this master was when he was alive.

Zhang Debiao looked at the corpse carefully, and suddenly said, "This is the master of the dwarf tribe!"

"Dwarves?" Zayd was slightly stunned and lost his voice, "King of the Hill!"

Although the dwarves are short in stature, there are special exceptions, only the saint-level hero of the dwarf race, the king of the hills, can have a body greater than the titan tribe and more violent power than the barbarians of southern Xinjiang when he casts the heavenly gods!

However, the dwarven race has long disappeared into the torrent of history, and everyone did not expect to see the bones of a dwarven hero in the Blackstone Iron Prison!

Zhang Debiao and the others walked forward, and a corpse appeared in front of them, these bones are peerless masters of all ethnic groups and tribes in the mainland, they have been tortured and died tragically here, although they have been dead for I don't know how many years, they still exude a peerless fierce flame, which makes people shudder.

When everyone was about to walk to the end of the passage, they suddenly shivered together, the murderous aura here was even stronger than before, and walking here felt like walking into the quagmire formed by the murderous aura, and it was difficult to move an inch!

Zhang Debiao looked up and saw a tall body hanging at the end of the passage, with slightly curly hair, round tiger eyes, and a big mouth open to make an angry scream.

Those murderous aura emanated from this old man's body, if you close your eyes, you will feel as if you are facing a peerless fierce beast from the wilderness and ancient times, showing its teeth and claws, and wanting to choose people to eat!

Although the masters of the various tribes and tribes in front of him have cultivated earth-shattering, they still inevitably decay in the flesh, and only bones remain, but this person has trained the flesh to the realm of incorruptibility and incorruptibility, and he is afraid that he is only one step away from the legendary realm!

"This man is dead......"

Zayd glanced at Zhang Debiao and whispered, "It seems to be the pinnacle of the Southern Xinjiang Barbarians...... Dou Sheng."

"I know!"

Zhang Debiao snorted, strode forward, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the eyes of the Southern Xinjiang Barbarian Dou Sheng, and muttered: "This is my Southern Xinjiang Clan's hero Amuli, I once saw his statue in the temple, and Abba told me his legendary story when I was a child." He is the idol of all our southern Xinjiang people......"

Amuri itself is a generation of legends, in the turbulent era thousands of years ago, the hero of the southern Xinjiang barbarians was born, sweeping all the hostile forces on the mainland, and after reaching old age, he began to train the next generation, teaching more than ten fighting saints for the southern Xinjiang barbarians, so that this forest race was strong for a while.

Therefore, Amuli is revered as the leader, mentor and holy father of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang, and he is the spiritual pillar of the barbarians!

"Let's go!"

Zhang Debiao's face was expressionless, and he turned around and walked towards the next floor of the Black Stone Iron Prison. Zaid followed him and said, "Aman, don't you put away the heroic corpses of your southern Xinjiang barbarians?"

Zhang Debiao shook his head and said softly: "It's not the right time yet." ”

Zeid wondered, "When is the right time?"

"When I use my own strength to personally attack the Temple of the Divine King and destroy everything here, then it will be the right time to welcome the body of the Holy Father back to the Temple of Tanya!"

(To be continued)