Boom-crackle--

From the moisturizing rain in the early morning to the downpour in the afternoon. The long rain finally accumulated enough strength to vent his anger without any scruples. The rolling thunder and slashing lightning instantly stirred the dark wind and clouds into even more chaotic and gloomy. At this time, the suffocating atmosphere on the river below -

Ready to fly!

At the same time, in the center of the light, the long sword that completely submerged the master's figure, and the golden mangs of the sword body became more and more condensed and pure, becoming the most dazzling existence in this world, and there was no room for the slightest direct desecration.

On the other side, the black air in the sky has no intention of recycling. But the more than 10,000 demonic beasts in it are constantly killing each other. Holding, growling, biting, wailing...... There is not an inch where there is no fighting, and not a single monster can stay out of it...... The defeated and dead demonic beasts instantly turned into pure black qi and integrated into the victor's body, like nutrients, making the victor's body even bigger and more hideous, and his combat power doubled!

These two completely different ways of accumulating momentum fell into Tang En's eyes, and his expression was a little thoughtful. In a way, this is also the very different style of the Bran Empire and the Northern Wilderness tribes.

Bran is a great country and majestic. The land stretches for thousands of miles and touches all directions. He does not need to use any other means to take advantage of it, nor does he need to borrow external forces. Self-sufficient!

The Northern Wilderness tribe lives in a corner and has a harsh environment. Such living conditions determine that they must rely on themselves to fight, grab, and win the qiē they want. It's not just about fighting with outsiders. Sometimes you have to fight with your own people. Fittest. Survival of the fittest. The winner wins a qiē. The loser becomes a stepping stone. So much for!

As for Don himself...... Well, I'm still putting on a fixed poss, trying to feel the feeling of nothingness in the dark.

This is not the point where the initial skills are mastered, and it is very difficult to get into the state all at once. Coupled with the fact that Tang En had the habit of thinking cranky and complaining at will before the war, it was even more difficult.

Fortunately, habits are just habits after all. As soon as he got past it, Don slowly found some feeling. The surface is outside, but the pupils in the squinting eyes are gradually cooling and dimming. until it is indifferent and desolate......

Well, it's a wonderful and subtle feeling. The first is the change in sight, no longer looking straight with flat eyes, but infinitely high, like a goshawk, high up and emotionless overlooking the qiē that happened in his territory.

The second is that there is a slight anger on the feelings, because the things that belong to their own territory, those free power elements, are being looted by the left and right swords and black qi...... Finally I couldn't take it anymore. Don frowned quietly, a thought. It's going to try to get back these vindictive elements.

As a result, it was killed by a gorgeous second...... As soon as the mind was released, it was cut to pieces by two large guillotines that came from the sky. Immediately, I watched as the power element that had just been pulled back was pulled back again.

Don felt even angrier, and a little helpless. It's like two robbers breaking into the house right under their noses, and they are carrying out their belongings in the open. And as the owner, because his small body is really thin, he can only watch helplessly from the sidelines, unable to stop it......

"Don't meddle, just protect yourself. Bamutu, who was gaining momentum at the critical moment, suddenly frowned slightly, glanced at it, and said lightly.

Obviously, Don's attempt to compete for the element of power did not escape Bamutu's perception. This is also normal, now that the battlefield has been completely taken over by him and Wooding, no trace of wind and grass can escape their perception, and no other forces can step in. And at the moment, apart from him and Wooding, only Don is left. In this way, it is naturally not difficult to guess who the weak force that came into the battlefield here later.

Of course, Bamutu's warning is not because he doesn't need help. It's really a battle of this level, and there are very few people in the world who can get involved. It's a pity that Don is not among these people now. If you meddle rashly, let alone help, the possibility of pig teammates is the greatest.

Deaf, was despised shì...... Don, who originally wanted to try again, couldn't help but be even more depressed when he heard this. The two robbers broke in, not only took their own things, but also tried hard to persuade themselves not to resist, and it was useless to resist...... And it's sincere, which is even more infuriating!

No one noticed that Tang En's gaze in anger was even more indifferent, like an ancient well in the deep mountains. With his arms outstretched, his palms facing outward, he turned slightly, as if he was in control of something......

Soon, in mid-air.

After the golden mangs were compressed to a range of more than ten zhang, they finally tended to stabilize and no longer converge. At the same time, the long sword, which was already so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly, pointed at the sky and the earth, and the giant golden sword body couldn't wait to continue to tremble and buzz. With an urgent sound, every time he trembled, a faint spatial ripple rippled around him, exuding an extremely terrifying supreme coercion!

The drama of survival of the fittest in the dark air here officially ended with the final infighting to determine the winner and loser, and the loser was ruthlessly devoured. An unusually bloated and huge strange beast with nine monster heads and large black armor scales appeared in the air. As soon as it came out, the pitch-black long neck danced like a snake, and nine huge heads like lions and tigers, dragons and eagles roared in unison, as if they were announcing their new life to this piece of heaven and earth, and they were majestic and incredible!

There was no need to give an order, after the roar, the nine huge heads of the huge beast all stared at the brilliant giant sword, either roaring in a low voice, or raising their heads in defiance, eager to pounce. The latter's sword body moved slightly, panning, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the alien beast. The trembling sound is more urgent, like the restless cicadas in summer, and they can't wait.

The big war is on the verge of breaking out!

"A beast is just a beast after all, no matter how much it devours and evolves, it is still ugly and ignorant. Just like the Northern Wilderness tribe, even if you are given a chance, you will never be able to become the king of this continent!"

"The beast is ugly and ignorant, but it knows how to feed back. It's not like you Bran, you're always a hypocritical and despicable face!" Laughing loudly, Bamutu stood above the beast with his head high, his hair flying, and his domineering attitude was exposed, "Now that my tribe is prosperous, the border of Chen Bing is about to drive straight into it in the near future. And you, Bran, have long been decayed, and all the gods have relied on the remnants to this day. Now that the war god Zi Yi is dead, as long as you defeat the sword god again, the Bran Millennium Royal Court will eventually be replaced by our Northern Wilderness tribe!"

"The idea is good, but it's a pity that the sword is in my hand, who in the world can defeat me!"

"I'm going to kill you today!"

"Ha, the former defeated, you are also worthy?"

......

This person, once he gets older, he loves to talk endlessly, and he can't just start fighting...... Pouting, Tang En looked at the two robbers who broke into his courtyard, and secretly complained.

Of course, this so-called spit is probably just a joke. Don can actually understand how Woodin and Bamutu are feeling right now, including the rare arrogant conversation that they have at the moment, which is more like a gaffe...... The realm of strength has reached their level, standing at the top of the continent's martial arts all the year round, it is inevitable that the high place is not very cold, and it is the most lonely and invincible. Therefore, they are usually introverted to the extreme, one has lived on the barren mountain outside the bustling capital for a long time, and the other has retreated to the library in the imperial city that no one cares about, and does not ask about the world.

It's not that they don't want to be arrogant, they don't want to be domineering! The key is that there are very few people on this continent who can deserve such an attitude from them!

But now it's different, the strongest man in the continent and the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness, there were a lot of grievances and hatreds in the past, but now they are facing each other, so naturally there is no need to hide them. In addition to distinguishing the winners and losers in terms of strength, it is also necessary to distinguish which is stronger and which is weak in the mouth cannon at the moment......

However, perhaps I also heard Tang En's secret complaints. After several rounds of personal attacks, Woodin and Bamutu finally stopped clinging to the mouth cannon and attacked almost at the same time.

"Nonsense, let's fight!

"Haha, I'm afraid you won't come!

The voice landed, and the light shined!

The sword roar is like a dragon's roar, and the beast's roar is like thunder!

When the bright long sword and the hideous beasts all moved, Tang En, who controlled this world, felt the most shocked, and in a short moment, he felt that the space was trembling violently, the light was distorted, the picture was mixed, and the raindrops were falling on the route, which was called weird and unpredictable. It seems that when the signal of the old-fashioned TV set is poor, the snowflakes and wrinkled projection screen are very blurry and weird!

This area is going to be shattered...... Realizing this, even if Tang En now ignored Yiqiē's indifferent mentality, he couldn't help but feel a slight tingling of his scalp. Dry, just make a move to break the space. So what kind of horror scene will it be when they actually collide together?

I can't imagine it! I can't imagine it......

Now, Tang En could only ignore the strange spatial anomalies around him and follow Bamutu closely. In this way, it will not be instantly crushed into slag in the first collision in the future.

It's just that Don, who seems to be cowering, has his hands closed in front of his chest at some point, forming a strange handprint shaped like two sword fingers, and his elbows are bent, looking like he is ready to standby......

Of course, neither Wooding nor Bamutu in the field would pay attention to Donn's strange posture now, and there was no need to care. To put it mildly, two majestic peaks are about to collide, who cares about the strange behavior of a tiny ant on one of them?

Does it change anything? No kidding, though it's not funny at all......

Well, it's cumbersome to say, but in fact, after the brilliant sword and the hideous beast swooped out together, in just a few breaths, the two swept through hundreds of zhang of space, and also played hundreds of zhang of space. Finally, hit head-on in the middle ground!

With just one collision, the surface of the boundless river below instantly sunken more than 100 zhang, and thousands of acres of river water disappeared.

............ (To be continued......)