As the sun fell, the Savage Saint Star of the Spiritual Qi Riot had long been shattered, and patches of golden light and shadow were still sliding down, and the magma dragon on the ground was swaying and roaring endlessly.

Above the broken heavenly dome, the nine golden lions were covered in golden blood and gray hair, and its lion roared and roared: "Roar, ants! I will definitely kill you, kill all of you! Draw out your souls, degrade them to the endless abyss, and suffer from the soul devouring of ten thousand demons!" roar~~~"

"You don't have a chance!" Hearing this, the brute sneered, and turned the mace in his hand into a sharp steel sword, raising his hand and slashing at the head of the nine-headed golden lion.

The long sword carried an emerald green breath of life rules, eclipsing the heavens and the earth.

The sound of "poof!" came, and in an instant, golden blood spurted out, rolling towards the sky, and the huge lion's head like a millstone burst into its eyes, staring straight ahead, and it didn't even have time to scream, and fell directly into the sky.

The fierce beast does not have a primordial god, but only relies on the natal beast body to practice the Tao and comprehend the way of heaven. If the natal body is destroyed, there is basically no possibility of reincarnation.

"I'm going to sacrifice your body to the ancestors, how can I let your blood spill in the sky like this!"

The brute bull snorted coldly, and his big hand fished down, and scooped up the corpse of the nine golden lions that suddenly turned into a prototype and was as tall as a hill, and held it in the sky, walking towards the small temple below.

Li Qingming shook his head when he saw this, and said, "We are all hard-working people, looking at the appearance of this kid, it is obvious that he doesn't want to repair the big array outside the stars." You'll have to lend me a hand!"

"This thing is so shameless, it's said that it's okay to come to the wilderness realm with good wine and meat! This is good, it's coming, but it's been caught by this thing!" Long Xuhu muttered a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to shout directly. It was really the ferocity and ruthlessness of the brute bull, which frightened this goods, and he didn't dare to provoke the brute bull easily.

Li Qingming walked over, lightly slapped the dragon beard tiger, and scolded with a smile: "If you don't repair the big array, this barbarian holy star will not be destroyed by the fierce beast." It will also be smashed by stars and meteorites!"

The dragon bearded tiger laughed. He raised his hand and smashed a meteorite and said, "Hehe, I'm just complaining!

Let's not talk about Li Qingming and others. Rebuild the protective circle outside the Savage Saint Star in a drastic way.

Now. The endless mountains below had already collapsed. The barbarian tribe was also destroyed by meteorites and magma, but only within a dozen miles around the little seedling, it was still unharmed.

On his head was the body of a nine-headed golden lion. The brute bull strode towards the small temple, a rare glimmer of excitement on his resolute face.

When the bull walked towards the small temple, thousands of magma dragons pounced on him, and the bull waved his hand carelessly, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, the meteorite collapsed, the dragon's body fell, and the earth returned to calm.

At this moment, the brute bull actually had an epiphany about the power of the rules of space, although it was only the first glimpse of the doorway, but it was enough for him to have the capital to ascend to the realm of the Heavenly Dao.

Above the sky dome, the dragon bearded tiger who peeked down saw this scene, and his feet stumbled and almost fell from the sky dome.

"My grass! The luck of this thing is against the sky, not only is its strength extraordinary, slaughtering a fierce beast in the saint realm, but also frantically having an epiphany of the power of the law of space, how can I be embarrassed!" The words of the brute bull were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he almost cried and wiped his tears.

Yang Jian happened to pass by the side of the dragon beard tiger, and when he heard the words of the dragon beard tiger, his eyes rolled, and he patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Uncle beard tiger, please mourn and change!"

"Well, the festival mourns...... You little rabbit cub dare to tease me, give me zhanzhu!" Just as he was about to nod his head at Yang Jian's words, Long Xuhu suddenly realized that something was wrong, glared at Yang Jian angrily, and pounced with his teeth and claws.

"Wow, Uncle Xuhu has killed someone! Master, help!" Yang Jian pretended to be timid and pounced on Li Qingming and the others.

......

"Cow, cow baby...... Is that you?" Below, next to the small temple in the middle of the tribe, an old voice came.

"Old man!"

The bull stared at the clearing near the small temple, where there was an old man with silver hair and a rickety, but strong body like a leopard.

At that time, when the bull was just born, his mother died due to dystocia, and his father also went out to hunt the beast when the bull was three months old and was devoured by the beast.

It was this old man, the barbarian patriarch who adopted him and treated him like his own grandson.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the old patriarch's barbarism, the barbarian cow would have been dead for a long time!

"Old man, it's me! I'm Niu Wazi, Niu Wazi is back!"

Looking at the gray-haired brute, the bull's eyes were red, and all kinds of the past were vivid, as if it happened yesterday, when the brute had just been elected as the patriarch, and he overrode public opinion and adopted his own baby, who had killed his parents...... It was this old man who rescued himself from the mouth of the beast back then.

"Okay, good, it's back!" "The brute was stunned for a moment and the old tears were crossed, from the brute cow's teeth to the vigorous force to pull out the mountains and rivers, the brute was heartbroken for the brute bull, and now at the moment when the savage world is facing a crisis, the brute bull can turn the tide and save the entire human race in the barbarian world, and the barbarian heart is full of pride and pride!

"Boom!"

Throwing the corpse of the nine-headed golden lion above his head to the ground, the mountain-like corpse sank violently, smashing the entire space and trembling, the ground rose and fell like waves, the void shook, and a huge crack appeared.

"Poof!"

Kneeling on the ground suddenly, the brute bull almost rubbed the ground with his knees, and kowtowed step by step, as if he was on a pilgrimage, moving in the direction of the old patriarch's barbarism.

The brute shook his body tremblingly, his rickety waist seemed to stop all of a sudden, he slowly stepped forward a few steps, gently stroked the black hair of the brute bull, and said: "Okay, good boy! I haven't seen you for many years, your cultivation will surpass the old man by a lot!"

The brute bull bowed his head in pain, and his voice was dry: "Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, and you and the clansmen have always been good?"

"Silly baby, what are you crying about? The old man has been doing well all these years, and the clansmen are also very good!" Speaking of this, the old patriarch laughed and said, "The new generation of milk babies are also strong and look like a little calf, and they are even more naughty than you were back then!"

The brute bull smirked, but the warmth in his eyes could melt people. (To be continued......)