In the dense mountain forest, dozens of martial arts powerhouses stimulated Yuan Xi, and with their powerful strength, they easily cut down the towering ancient trees one by one, and set up a camp in a suitable place.

In the newly built wooden house, the little prince of the Song Kingdom asked impatiently: "Mr. Ping, when can you launch an attack on the beast barbarian tribe?"

Mr. Ping's breath is long and vast, like an ocean. He persuaded: "Your Highness, the strength of the beast barbarian tribe is not bad, we really don't need to be this budding bird, and test their reality for other countries." ”

The little prince said: "Sir, let's go all the way and take the lead in rushing to the vicinity of the beast barbarian tribe, isn't it just for the sake of the soldiers? Besides, Mr. is in the middle of the fate of the relocation, and he is a whole level higher than the beast barbarian tribe Great Wu Zhu, as long as Mr. makes a move, he will definitely be able to easily kill the beast barbarian cottage and step all the way." You have to cherish the fighter, if Mr. thinks there are any requirements in the price, Xiao Wang can add a little more. ”

Mr. Ping was very helpless and already regretted accepting Song Guo's employment.

He waved his hand and said, "That's not what the old man meant. Since the little prince has a life, the old man should obey it. ”

After that, he went out of the camp gate, gathered many strong men, and then left the ten strong men to protect the little prince, and he himself led the remaining forty strong men, each of whom carried his way through the mountains and mountains.

I saw phantom shadows flashing among the mountains, woods, stubborn rocks, and dry grass, and the breath was strong, and the little prince was full of confidence and smiled: "Mr. Ping, Xiao Wang is waiting for Mr. Triumphant news!"

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Mr. Ping and the others were hidden in a dense forest on a hillside, hundreds of feet in front of them. It is a cottage of the beast barbarian tribe. When everyone saw this cottage, they already understood that this tribe was not so easy to attack.

The cottage was built in a particularly dangerous place. The lonely peak is superb. There is only one narrow mountain road that leads up. Of course, this is not difficult for the martial arts powerhouses present, but one of the people is good at Dan Dao, and after observing it, he said to everyone: "In the valley on the left, there is a perennial accumulation of poisonous miasma, judging from the color and turbidity, I am afraid that the Destiny Bridge Realm will not be spared." ”

That is, if you accidentally fall into the valley on the left. Most of the people present would have fallen if they didn't have the antidote elixir.

Someone else said: "This cottage is surrounded by totem poles, which creates a very peculiar air current, you look at those clouds in the sky.

If my guess is correct. Forcibly rushing down from the sky, you will be dizzy by countless turbulent currents, and there may even be thunder and lightning hidden in it. ”

Mr. Ping stared for a long time and said solemnly: "The space behind the cottage is a little chaotic. It seems to be distorted by some kind of force. If the old man guesses correctly. There should be a sub-dollar perforation underneath. ”

The Yayuan Piercing is the same as the Yayuan Shard, and it can also release magical energy, but the scale is much smaller than the Yayuan Shard, and it is difficult to form a hunting ground independently.

There are often many of these sub-element perforations in the vicinity of sub-element fragments.

On the right side of the cottage, it seems to be calm, and the old man can't see anything. Mr. Ping was puzzled as he spoke: "It is said that this cottage has been arranged by them so impregnable, it is impossible to leave the weakness on the right side." ”

After some discussion, everyone felt that they should actually stand still. Wait for the strong people of other countries to rush forward impatiently, and they will make a decision after they see the truth clearly.

But now the little prince has a life. Everyone's money and people eliminated the disaster, so they had to bite the bullet.

Mr. Ping said to another strong man in the early stage of the relocation of his life: "Later, the old man will lead twenty people to forcibly break through from the front, and you will take ten people to ambush on the right side of the cottage, if the old man's side cannot be attacked for a long time, you will try to raid from the right side." Let's leave ten people to answer. If the situation is not good, retreat immediately. ”

Everyone nodded together, there was no need to give their lives for the jade money.

After the arrangement was made, Mr. Ping shook his shirt: "Everyone, follow me!"

Twenty twenty martial arts powerhouses scattered, each of them using their skills to still run like flying on the narrow mountain road. Mr. Ping pulled out an eighth-order divine sword out of thin air like a trick, and slashed out of the air with a loud shout.

A sword light of thousands of zhang long erupted from the sword of the divine soldier, purple thunder and lightning and yellow flames were entangled, and it struck the gate of the cottage with a bang, and the entire mountain peak seemed to shake, and the thirty-six huge totem poles around the cottage suddenly burst out of light, operating in an esoteric and inexplicable law, extracting vitality from the surrounding heaven and earth, and releasing a ball of light to envelop the entire cottage, resisting Mr. Ping's sword.

Mr. Ping was surprised and ordered loudly: "Chen Zulin, crack it!"

Chen Zulin is a talisman master in the array, and he is a cultivator in the early stage of the Destiny Bridge Realm, a fifth-order talisman master. He agreed, flew forward, raised his hands and released a huge film of light from his hand, and quickly landed on the light of the totem pole.

In that light film, there are countless tiny tentacles that are invisible to the naked eye, and as soon as they come into contact, they quickly penetrate into the light, wanting to understand the operation method of the entire totem pole.

This is Chen Zulin's housekeeping skill, with this hand in the battle to crack countless Mahayana sigils, he was originally full of confidence, feeling that the beast barbarian's superficial means, how can it be the human race for millions of years of painstaking study of the sigil avenue?

But unexpectedly, these tiny Yuan Breath tentacles, as if they had awakened a demon, the light on the totem pole suddenly became violent, the speed of operation increased by three times, and a large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was swallowed in, and then used a violent force to fiercely counterattack Chen Zulin.

Burst!

Chen Zulin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the light under his palms was easily torn like silk cloth. In the cottage, hundreds of warriors flocked out, led by a powerful warrior who was one foot tall, with a bear head and a human body, and his whole body was covered with thick black hair.

He ran like flying, holding a heavy sledgehammer, and smashed Chen Zulin out with a hammer, Chen Zulin had not vomited out a mouthful of blood in front of him, and then squirted out several mouthfuls.

Mr. Ping was furious: "Beast cultivation is rampant!"

The eighth-order divine soldier pointed in the air, and a powerful light slashed down on the head.

The bear-headed warrior roared wildly at the sky, wielding a war hammer to fight Mr. Ping. was dragged into the light of the totem pole by a fox-headed companion on the side.

He roared angrily, but he still stood obediently under a totem pole.

The totem pole is as thick as a 10,000-year-old tree, with mysterious patterns on it. Directly below the pillar, at the base, is a circle of stone plates. The beast warrior was standing on the stone plate, a ray of light passed from the totem pole, and the bear-headed warrior roared in pain, and his body was swelled by half the size, like a monster.

His stone hammer looked "slender" at this time.

Under the surge in strength, he roared at Mr. Ping with a war hammer in his dream, Mr. Ping was furious, and the eighth-order divine soldier killed again, and this time, the bear-headed warrior smashed out with a hammer, and when there was a loud noise, the surrounding beasts bleed from their ears and fell to the ground in pain.

Mr. Ping put away his sword and retreated, looking as usual, while the bear-headed warrior let out a cry of pain and slammed his back into the totem pole.

However, he blocked Mr. Ping's blow!

The Terran side was taken aback, although the bear-headed warrior was strong, at most it was the strength of the Terran Life Light Realm. However, the beast was physically strong, and he was able to withstand the power of the totem pole, giving him the strength to block Mr. Ping's blow.

After this delay, a powerful aura rose in the cottage.

Everyone could feel that the owner of that breath was roughly equivalent to the early stage of the human race's life migration. But this momentum is perfectly integrated with the whole cottage.

Mr. Ping was taken aback: "It's not good, it can mobilize the power of thirty-six totem poles!"

Before the words fell, a large amount of brilliance surged up at the roots of the thirty-six totem poles, and the power that usually continued in the totem poles was also activated.

In the cottage, an old wolf-headed beast flew up in the air, a man-high scepter in his hand raised to the sky, and the light on the thirty-six totem poles came from all directions and converged into a huge ball of light that the person who couldn't open his eyes to.

The beast barbarian witch wished the scepter to Mr. Ping, and a strong light erupted from the ball of light, roaring loudly, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble.

Everyone was stunned, and this blow already had the power to move to the pinnacle.

Mr. Ping didn't dare to take it hard, and his body began to dodge and escape, but the beast barbarian witch Zhu's scepter waved, and the light chased him and bombarded away, leaving a deep scorched black ravine on the ground.

The other warriors stepped up in unison, bombarding the light of the totem pole, wanting to share some of the pressure for Mr. Ping. The beast warriors roared in unison, and the strongest warriors were selected to stand under the totem pole, although each of them could only withstand the power of the totem pole for a moment, and could only deliver two blows at most, but each blow was extremely powerful.

With the power of the high-level Wuzhu and the junior Wuzhu, the Terran warriors who killed him retreated one after another.

When the ambush on the right saw this situation, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rushed out, flying through the valley and heading straight for the cottage.

But their shouts of killing did not affect the beasts in the slightest. Even the beasts turned their heads to look at them, and continued to fight with the Terrans who proved it.

The hearts of the warriors suddenly sank: Not good!

The beasts must have relied on them for such ignorance, but it was too late for them to turn around. A huge suction force came from the valley below, this force controlled the power of the air, and ten powerful warriors tried to resist, but no matter what realm, they were still pulled by that force and fell towards the depths of the valley.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow suddenly rose from the darkness below the valley, opened a bloody mouth, and devoured a Terran powerhouse in one gulp. (To be continued......)