Hundreds of zhang away, the barbarian on the giant mask also changed his face greatly, and he wanted to say something, suddenly the totem pole in his hand flashed again, and in an instant, there was a trace of ruthlessness on his face, and he raised the totem pole and pointed at Xiang Yang: "Blasphemer! This is the blasphemer! Kill him!

"Can't you fool this?" Xiang Yang shrugged helplessly, stretched out his hand, and the Ruyi stick was directly several times thicker, spiraling out, bringing up a blood mist.

On the sacrificial altar behind Jumeng, a golden light flashed, and a dragon-shaped light and shadow pierced the night and soared into the sky, and then, several nearby sacrificial altars also shone brightly.

Then it spread farther and farther, and as far as the eye could see, at least dozens of lights and shadows of different shapes flashed.

"What is that? Is that a means of communication, or is it some kind of secret technique?" Xiang Yang was very curious, so he simply stopped leaving his hand and rushed towards Jumeng a hundred zhang away.

After detonating the ancestral dragon node twice, although he has not yet replenished the power of the node, his own physical strength has now increased slightly, according to the estimation of one tripod and one mountain of ten thousand catties, he has the strength of thirty mountains.

At this time, Xiang Yang was really like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, wielding a wishful stick, no one could approach within a few zhang at all, he stepped forward step by step, and every step he stepped on, it seemed that the earth next to him would tremble with it.

Seeing that the clansmen were killed and wounded more and more, the blood in the eyes of the barbarian on the giant meng became thicker and thicker, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, shouted loudly, and rushed up with the giant meng.

The totem pole in his hand flashed with golden light again, this time the light was even more intense, but only a few.

In the crowd on the side, several high-level barbarian kings roared, and the body that had been mad was raised a few feet higher, and the scales on his body suddenly crawled all over his body, and bone spurs half a foot long grew behind him, and even his cheeks became narrow, and he had lost his human appearance and turned into a half-human, half-beast monster.

"This guy should be a barbarian emperor, but I don't know how many mountain barbarian emperors he is, what his strength is... But if you rely on your physical body alone, what if you are the Nine Mountains Barbarian Emperor?"

Xiang Yang's battle intent was completely ignited, and he rushed straight towards the hundred-zhang tall giant beast, and beside him, the transformed barbarian kings squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards him with a heavy snort.

With a "bang", a barbarian king was directly swept away by a wishful stick, and then a...

After the second madness, the physical strength of these barbarian kings was amazing, and the power of the thirty mountains plus the power of the Ruyi stick could not be killed with one blow, and each of them had to hit at least three times before they completely lost their combat effectiveness, but whenever they fell, their whole bodies would swell, and eventually their entire bodies were torn apart, turning into a blood mist, leaving only a blood-colored skeleton.

"Is this the aftermath of over-madness? Their flesh can't stand this level of impact, so it won't last long. It's a bit similar to detonating the Ancestral Dragon node, but one is its own power, and the other is driven by an external force..."

Xiang Yang glanced at it a few times with his peripheral vision, and then knocked the two barbarian kings in front of him far away, at this time, the giant meng had already reached more than ten zhang in front of him, with the size of this monster, it was really like a small hill, covering the sky in front of him.

Jumeng's body looks bulky, but the forelimbs with three sharp claws are extremely flexible, and they are swept away by a roar after dozens of feet.

In the face of the glittering claws, Xiang Yang did not retreat but advanced, toe to tiptoe, and jumped up directly, although the law and the sky are forbidden here, but the leap of the flesh is not in it.

With a muffled sound, he jumped up dozens of feet directly, and the wishful stick slashed straight down, touching the pair of sharp claws, and actually made a sound of 'bell' of gold and iron.

No matter how hard Jumeng's body was, how could it be compared to the Ruyi stick? Just a moment, a pair of forelimbs hung down, and two of the six sharp claws had been directly broken.

It opened its mouth and hissed miserably, a little cyan saliva ticked down, and a fishy smell came to its face, Xiang Yang frowned and glanced at it, gave up the plan to attack its face, and directly borrowed the strength to continue to go up.

The barbarian emperor had already put the totem pole in his hand behind him, and held a huge black flail in his hand, and the short section in front of him alone was half a zhang long.

The totem pole light flickered, and there was a golden light in his blood-colored eyes, and after two times, the whole person swelled several feet in an instant, and his already thick arms were even more muscular, and he was as thick as an adult's waist, looking at Xiang Yang who was rushing straight from below, he roared, waved the flail and swept it down.

Xiang Yang didn't dodge or dodge, waved the Ruyi stick and went up directly, with a loud bang, the barbarian emperor trembled, and screamed, and the whole person was raised to the sky by a huge force, and the flail in his hand was thicker than the mouth of the bowl, and the stick body appeared in an obvious arc, and it was thrown high with him.

Xiang Yang is also the first time to encounter this kind of opponent with amazing brute strength, although he still took this blow easily, but his body could not borrow strength in the air, but it also sank, falling straight down.

"The strength of this barbarian emperor after his madness, I'm afraid that there are also several mountains, it's really amazing!"

After landing, just a pause, he bounced up again, and the totem pole was still on Jumeng, which was also a good harvest.

His strength was too great, and after the barbarian emperor was knocked away, the flail in his hand didn't know where it flew to, the muscles of his arms were directly torn, and blood was dripping under the scales of the tiger's mouth.

"Is this blasphemous a monster! so terrible?"

In the air, the barbarian emperor roared, the totem pole flashed again, under the light, he actually began to go crazy again, the whole person swelled to a height of two zhang, the scale armor on his body was all shattered, revealing a body of golden scales, the person became taller, but the limbs became thicker, the front grew Sensen's claws, and two short horns appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were torn, turning into a crocodile kiss with sharp teeth.

Xiang Yang had already fallen on Jumeng at this time, but he was not in a hurry to attack, he also wanted to see what kind of true strength this barbarian emperor could reach, and after three consecutive madness, whether he would be like those barbarian kings, he would be directly shattered.

The next moment he was furious, and after the barbarian emperor fell, instead of rushing towards him, he kicked the totem pole far away... The rear was crowded with people, and the totem pole of length and length disappeared into the crowd and disappeared directly.

It's unbearable!

"Fuck your uncle!" Xiang Yang shouted angrily, slammed his feet, and the ruyi stick in his hand stabbed at the monster in front of him like a dragon out of water.

But what does your uncle mean? Why do you feel so happy after you speak?