"That's it!"

Luo Chong stared at this diamond-shaped blood pool, and made a decision in just over ten seconds.

I can't say a lot of truth about this kind of thing, and I just have a vague feeling that it's it, and that's enough.

Rumble!

At the moment when Luo Chong made his decision, the Hall of Bones shook violently, and it was the birdman who hit the top of the hall outside in some way. Fortunately, the Barbarian Ancient God was absolutely hard bones, and it was impossible for the Hall of Bones to be trampled by him with a single blow.

"This bird can really make a mess. ”

Luo Chong scolded in his heart, but he didn't feel annoyed, after all, when dealing with that guy Feng, he has always been the one who suffers, so what else is there to be unbalanced.

This guy is an annoying fly at most, buzzing in your ears and constantly adding blockage, the best way to clean him up is to wait for the fly to fly tired and fall, let's pick up the fly swatter and snap!

Luo Chong glanced back at Hai Ling'er, she was dozens of meters away, together with the other tribal chiefs, guarding the gate of the palace, never giving that Feng a chance to break in.

The more than 100 chiefs outside the hall, although they could not fly, had also divided dozens of people to climb to the top of the hall, and their bodies would be used as meat shields to resist the bombardment of the front.

Don't look at that bird's dominance in the air, but there are many of us, we are united, and we are fearless, so it is unlikely that he will take advantage of the loophole again.

Bang......

That Feng was suspended at a height of several hundred meters, wielding his purple-gold war hammer, and he was killed with all his strength, but he was blocked by a certain chief with a counterattack spell dozens of meters away, and did not cause a trace of damage to the top of the hall.

"Damn!"

Na Feng was anxious, and seemed to realize that Luo Chong's bastard had already begun to accept the inheritance of the ancient gods inside. As the bombardment continued, he was also looking around, looking for a weak spot in the Hall of Bones, or something else that could be exploited.

In addition to these, he had to constantly dodge all kinds of spells that erupted from the bottom up by more than a hundred tribal chiefs in mid-air, but it was also in a hurry, and it was not easy.

Luo Chong could see all this outside the hall with super vision, which was enough to be sure that there would be no problems for the time being, if the one hundred and ninety-nine barbarian chiefs couldn't even block one of them, it would be too wasteful.

So, Luo Chong didn't hesitate any longer, took a step forward, and fell into the pool of blood.

In the blood pool, the crimson liquid was not as simple as the blood of the ancient gods, it was very buoyant, lifting this Luo Chong's body, causing him to sink slowly, and the speed was very slow.

Snort......

It seems to be able to decay bones and destroy souls, as soon as he comes into contact with the blood in the pool, the magic-grade boots, pants, and clothes that Luo Chong wore on his body were also corroded, and they looked quite terrifying.

Luo Chong is still a mortal, and after connecting with Ji Shiyun's strength, he has the cultivation strength of a low-level demon and can control a magic weapon or an artifact. But now, the demon-level clothes have corroded in the blink of an eye, isn't his own flesh and blood......

Frightened in his heart, he subconsciously wanted to jump out, but he didn't expect that the blood in the pool had an unimaginable stickiness, like a pair of invisible hands pulling at him, and before Luo Chong could come up with a way to 'save himself', the crimson blood had already passed through his chest.

"Huh?"

Shocked, he found that his skin had been exposed to crimson blood, but instead of the corrosive pain he imagined, it was silky and smooth like cow's milk.

In the next second, a wave of heat poured through the skin and into the body, but there was no pain.

Luo Chong hadn't seen the world before, how could he not have guessed that the blood in the pool would not do any harm to the living beings, and would only forcibly eliminate the excess items on your body.

Fortunately, we don't have the bad habit of wearing storage rings, and all our net worth is stored in the safest Soul Eater space. Otherwise, this time there will be a big loss.

WhewW......

The boiling hot current poured into his body, Luo Chong relaxed, his body flattened, and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool in a supine position......

At the entrance of the hall, a certain tribal chief asked Hai Ling'er Chuanyin, "Pearl of the Sea Blue, do you think his way of accepting the inheritance is really right?"

"For us, it's definitely not true. ”

Hai Ling'er shook her head slowly: "But he is special, everything must be done according to his own feelings, we are not qualified to guide him." ”

As barbarians, the chiefs present saw these blood pools for the first time, and they also had an understanding from the bloodline: if they were replaced by themselves and directly sank into the blood pool in a way like Luo Chong, the only result would be to be assimilated by the divine blood in the pool, leaving no trace of residue.

If you compare yourself to a small flame, the divine blood in the pool is a giant bonfire, and if a small flame falls into it, where can you find it.

Luo Chong is not a flame, because he is not a barbarian at all, and he has nothing to do with this bloodline inheritance, so it can't be measured by common sense, and no one can guess what will happen, so Hai Ling'er will say: No one is qualified to guide him!

Boom Boom Boom ......

Outside the hall, the battle was not fierce, after all, Na Feng was only one person, even if he had three heads and six arms, it was impossible to defeat more than a hundred barbarian chiefs, so he could only rely on air superiority to knock and smash indiscriminately.

On the surface, no one can do anything about him, but in this situation, he looks quite embarrassed.

"No!

"He must not be allowed to obtain the inheritance of the ancient gods!"

"He must not be allowed to get the Pearl of the Amarine!"

"He must not be allowed to be the savior of the barbarians......"

Na Feng's inner roar never stopped, and as time went on, his mood became more and more impatient and crazy.

Below, a chief with a totem tattoo on his face deliberately spoke to stimulate him: "The demon is really terrible, the whole person is completely stupid, not just like a madman, but more like a clown, really sad, lamentable, ridiculous." ”

"Whew......"

The most pathetic and lamentable, ridiculous and ridiculous, just poked at the weakest part of that Feng's heart, directly causing him to rush into anger and howl in the sky, but because of the pause in his movements, he was hit by the bombardment spells of more than a dozen chiefs in turn.

"Ah......h

Hideous wounds were torn on the surface of the body, and the bird's claw-like left leg was cut off, falling from mid-air, and turning into ashes before it hit the ground, but the blade was unaware of it, still howling desperately.

Sad! Sad! Ridiculous!

Since the day Luo Chong appeared, the pride in Na Feng's heart has been hit and destroyed again and again...... Sometimes, he himself asks himself: Is my Feng a pathetic and ridiculous loser? Is it doomed that he will never be able to defeat that person?

"Ahh......hh

He was desperate and screamed desperately. Obviously, it's been completely crazy, and it's in complete rage mode.

This is good!

The more than 100 tribal chiefs below are secretly happy, not afraid that he will find us desperately, but afraid that this guy will continue to wander around, in case he finds the weakness of the Hall of Bones, or a factor that can cause the drastic changes in the cemetery, then it is really bad.

The Legacy of the Old Gods is about to return to the barbarians, and at this most critical moment, these chiefs would rather give their lives than allow anyone to let their low-hanging hopes come to naught.

"Come on, come at me!"

At this moment, all the chiefs straightened up, looked up, and launched a silent provocation at the birdman in the sky.

The tattooed chieftain who had just spoken out to stimulate Na Feng jumped a few times to the highest point at the top of the hall, and raised the battle axe in his hand like a lightning rod.

Come on, I'm here, and I'm the one who just spoke!

High in the air, Na Feng's body continued to expand, from a three-meter body to more than ten meters, although it could not be compared with the statue of the ancient god as high as a hundred zhang, let alone with the barbarian ancient god who stood up to the sky, it still looked quite amazing and terrifying.

His powerful weapon, the Purple Gold Warhammer, has also increased in size, and it seems that an earth-shattering blow has been brewing, and the calf he had just lost has been fully recovered and become thicker......

As the feathers on his wings changed from dark gold to pure gold, he descended vertically and swooped down, the purple-gold hammer swinging violently.

The terrifying and powerful pressure is really an earth-shattering blow!

"Come on!"

The Tattooed Chief jumped high from the top of the hall, and this leap was more than two hundred meters, and met the vertical dive front in mid-air.

Everyone could understand that the Tattooed Chief didn't want Na Feng's super powerful blow to spread to the Hall of Bones, so he greeted it like an interceptor missile.

Rumble!

The terrifying shock swept around from the sky, the hall of bones shook again and again, and the dozens of chiefs on the roof were unstable and shook violently.

In mid-air, the figure of the tattooed chief had disappeared, and only a small piece of the handle of the tomahawk fell from the sky, snapped, and was inserted into the palm of another chief.

Na Feng's violent blow turned him to ashes, but he used his body to protect the Hall of Bones, otherwise, this blow would probably cause a catastrophe to the entire temple.

Even so, there were still some bone fragments falling from the inside of the hall, crackling and falling into some blood pools, one of which was a thigh-thick bone stubble, which also fell into the diamond-shaped blood pool where Luo Chong was, and Luo Chong, lying on his back at the bottom of the pool, seemed to be enjoying his eyes with his eyes closed......

Looking at that Feng again, after a blow, the huge body that had just swelled to a height of more than ten meters began to shrink sharply, and during this period, he was hit by the combined attacks of dozens of chiefs in turn, and when he returned to the normal body shape of more than three meters tall, he was already a blur of flesh and blood, not human, and even a pair of wings became mutilated.

I thought that the blow just now could completely destroy the temple of bones that carried the hope of the barbarians, but a chief used his life to detonate his attack in advance.

"Hate!"

The blade was also like a lamp running out of oil, and even the purple gold war hammer was lost and fell off, and was caught and captured by a certain chief below.

"I hate it!"

Boom! That Feng's body exploded violently, but a dark golden and blood-red halo burst out of the corpse and sank into the thick bones at the top of the hall. It's just that this halo is too small and fast, and it hasn't been noticed by any of the barbarian chiefs.

At this moment, with a pop, Luo Chong, who was in the diamond-shaped blood pool, happened to be hit on the head by the thick bone stubble that fell......

(Coffee: During the illness, write as much as you can, or wait until the illness is cured, recuperate your spirits, and have an outbreak next week, as much as possible, and double the missing chapters for everyone.) ）