Time passed little by little, and the potato aura in the center of the formation became weaker and weaker, even if the earth-walking spirit body in his body was almost fused. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You must keep going!" everyone cheered for him.

When he was still half an hour away, Potato's head suddenly moved, as if to prove that he was still alive. But this action made everyone's hearts sink. They could all tell that the potatoes had run out of oil and the lamps had dried up.

Lu Ming was just about to ask, but Zhou Xingyun shook his head and motioned for him to wait until time ran out.

"What should I do!" Lu Ming asked anxiously. At this time, there was not a trace of fluctuation on the potato's body, and he was completely dead.

Zhou Xingyun gritted his teeth: "Continue the steps!"

Lu Ming also knew that now was not the time to be in a hurry, so the method in his hand changed, and the formation once again stretched out the pipe and connected it to the body of the potato. As the formation worked, the blood drawn out flowed back into the potato's body again.

However, the potato's life fluctuation did not appear until the formation stopped.

Everyone didn't care about the exhaustion of their bodies, but stared nervously at the potatoes. Only the little monk who didn't eat was left singing harder, but he also reached the time when the oil ran out.

The atmosphere was depressed for a while, and everyone had to recognize the reality, and the number of substitutes failed!

Don't overdo it, you don't want others to see the wetness in your eyes.

Until a faint voice sounded: "Boss, you have to talk!"

"Potatoes!"

The crowd suddenly turned around and saw the weak potato. It's still the same smiling look, it's still the same chubby face.

At the same time, doubts rose in his heart, why didn't he feel the fluctuation of his life?

Potato grinned and explained everyone's doubts with actions.

I saw a flash of light, and his entire arm turned into a cyan stone!

"This, is this?" Lu Ming said in surprise, pointing to the potatoes.

"It can't be wrong!Potato, you kid has suffered a crime this time!" Sikong Liangji nodded in agreement.

The spirit body is not only fast in cultivation, but also has an enviable spirit talent. It may be that the Earth Spirit Body used is extremely precious, and it has directly activated the Spirit Talent! This is also the reason why Sikong Liangji said that he did not suffer in vain.

Spiritual talents vary depending on the individual's aptitude and are complex and varied. But everyone who has the gift of spirit bodies must be strong, because this talent will give them special abilities. For example, potatoes have a talent for petrification.

This talent completely shields the life characteristics of the potato, and if used wisely, it can completely inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

This is also one of the reasons why they envy potatoes, Zhou Xingyun and others are also spirit bodies, but their spirit talents have not awakened. Suffice it to say, potatoes are now ahead of them!

Although this number of substitutes is dangerous, the harvest is really rich.

"Alright. The rest of the time you're going to get ready to survive the Thunderstorm. Zhou Xingyun smiled and said: "Everyone is tired, recover well and prepare for the upcoming ranking battle!"

"No!" everyone objected in unison: "We want a big meal!"

Zhou Xingyun knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to raise his hand and surrender: "Okay, big meal, big meal!

Potato's originally weak body suddenly became flexible, and his eyes were full of expectation: "And it's a full meal!"

His appearance caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Although Zhou Xingyun looked reluctant and helpless, in fact, his heart was warm, and this feeling was very comfortable.

While their group was laughing, outside the iron-blooded Great Qin's Hangu City, a dense crowd of barbarian monks surrounded it.

Because Zhou Xingyun and the others escaped, the plan for the barbarian monks to raid was destroyed. As a last resort, he had to wait for the king's account to come before attacking the city.

Ran Yu and the others received a very serious punishment for this matter, if Zhou Xingyun showed up now, this group of people would definitely step forward and tear him apart directly!

"Woo!" the majestic horn sounded, and the barbarian monks surrounding Hanya Castle gave way to the open space in the middle.

When the trumpet stopped, there was an additional figure.

The person who came had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong figure, and a golden tiger skin, looking bold and uninhibited. He held a pale bone rod in his hand, and what made it even more distinctive was the addition of a closed eye on his forehead.

After he appeared, everyone fell to their knees with a bang: "Welcome to the High Priest!"

Priests, this is a very special type of people in the barbarians. He is good at using spells, and his attacks are extremely strange and unpredictable. And there can only be one high priest, and that is the temple master of the priest's temple, Utu!

"May the barbarian gods bless you!" Wu Tu's voice was loud and mysterious. After all the barbarian monks heard the voice, their tattoos lit up, and then their momentum was like a rainbow.

The two generals standing in Hangu City frowned slightly when they saw this scene.

"High Priest, why are you here?" asked Hanya Castle Keeper Yingtian Langsheng.

"To survive!" replied Utu with a smile, but his voice was heard everywhere.

"High Priest, if you make a move, it will change the nature. I hope you think about it!" Although Yingtian's cultivation is not high, he is still neither humble nor arrogant at the moment.

A hint of sorrow flashed across the high priest's face: "I don't want war! But for the sake of the existence of the barbarians. This time, we're at it!"

"Don't hesitate, don't hesitate!" The barbarian cultivator below raised his arms and shouted after hearing the words of the high priest.

Yingtian's face changed: "High Priest, do you really want to break the contract?"

"The Presbyterians? it won't be there anytime soon. Now you, give me death!" Wu Tu finished speaking, and the eyes on his forehead that were tightly closed suddenly opened. A gray light barely visible penetrated Yingtian's body.

"You!" Before Yingtian finished speaking, he felt his eyes go black and he was no longer conscious.

Wu Tu's arms shook: "Kill!"

Suddenly, the overwhelming impact of the barbarian cultivation rushed towards Hangu City.

Yingtian was killed, and things were beyond imagination. However, the soldiers of Hakoya Castle are all elite, and their cultivation is extraordinary.

"Formation, up!" the lieutenant shouted, and then a curtain of light spread out to cover the sky. As soon as he made contact, the brute cultivator who rushed to the front turned into a wisp of green smoke.

But the brute cultivators do not hesitate to die, and they go forward one after another, which is extremely crazy.

Wu Tu silently watched this scene and did not make a move. At this time, a dark shadow slowly emerged behind him.

"My people are suffering casualties, I hope you don't break your promise!" Wu Tu's voice was extremely cold.

"Don't worry, Lord Wutu, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!" the black shadow's voice was shrill and uncomfortable.

"It's better to do so, or you'll regret it!" Wu Tu said coldly, and his body disappeared in place. Only the earth-shattering shouts remained.

The black shadow glanced at the bloody battlefield in front of him, licked his lips, and inhaled very intoxicated: "Ah, what a delicious smell of blood." The day has finally come!" With a sinister smile, the dark shadow gradually disappeared.

The turbulent catastrophe of the Ancient Continent officially kicked off on this day.