"Boom!"

Mu Futian's eyes became even hotter because of the surging battle intent, the Buddha statue of the Immovable Ming King in front of him, the vajra rope in his hand quickly swept out, and the majestic energy gushed out, every time the rope shook, there was a strong sound of breaking the sky, and it contained the power of shattering space.

As the time of using the Heavenly Punishment King Eye became longer, Zhang Baijian's mastery of this pupil technique strengthened, and the black firelight that erupted became more and more numerous, more and more condensed, and it would no longer be like before, as soon as the double pupils burst out, a piece would be spread, but after a while, most of it would be dispersed.

With a divine body, the true yuan in Zhang Baijian's body can almost be said to be endless, so even if the consumption of the Heavenly Punishment King Eye is large, it is nothing to Zhang Baijian.

The two have been fighting to this extent, and the subtle moves or something have become unimportant. From the moment Yan Wei decided to compete with Zhang Baijian for pupil art, it was equivalent to automatically giving up more than half of his advantage. And the stalemate between the two pupils, the only thing that can determine the outcome is to see who has the absolute power to win.

The cyan and black-gold light and shadow were intertwined, and under the two of them, a large area of the ground began to collapse, and the phantom of the Blue Fire Barbarian Emperor and the Buddha statue of the Fudo Ming King had already collided in one place. And Zhang Baijian and Yan Wei, who were behind the two giant shadows, shot out backwards one after another in the violent explosion of the collision of the gods, and the soles of their feet slashed across the cracked ground, rubbing out traces of thousands of zhang long.

"What a fierce battle!"

The eyes that looked at the two figures flickered. At this time, Zhang Baijian and Yan Wei could no longer maintain their previous demeanor. The robes on both of them exploded like butterflies, and their equally powerful flesh. But it was covered with blood stains. Blood will even surround the ground. It's all stained with blood-colored mud. Their breathing was heavy and rapid. It is their eyes that look the most permeable.

The eyeballs of the two of them bulged out like the eyes of a dead fish, and bloodshot lines covered the eyeballs. And dark red blood dripped from the corners of the eyes of the two, turning the faces of both of them extremely hideous.

Tick tock!

Drops of blood slid down the corners of the eyes and across the bridge of the nose. Then dripped from his chin to the ground, Yan Wei's face was blue and red, staring at Zhang Baijian fiercely, and said calmly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I admit it now, it was indeed the most wrong decision I made if I didn't make up my mind to kill you earlier!"

Zhang Baijian only smiled faintly, but in that smile, there was clearly a fierceness that was even worse than Yan Wei. Yan Wei has repeatedly wanted to get rid of him, and this revenge Zhang Baijian has always remembered that now is the time to take revenge and complain.

"You should know. I am a powerhouse at the pinnacle of supreme, and I am also the young patriarch of the Barbarian Witch Tribe!" Yan Wei spread his palms. Seeing that he was bloodstained on his body, he gradually contracted and healed, and suddenly said.

Zhang Baijian was expressionless: "So what?" Zhang Baijian didn't think that Yan Wei would put on a young patriarch's shelf at this time, otherwise it could only be said that he was too brainless.

"Then do you know that all the patriarchs of the Barbarian Witch Tribe are qualified to practice a secret technique that only the patriarch can cultivate!"

Yan Wei's originally bulging eyes gradually shrank, and the phantom of the Blue Fire Barbarian Emperor, which had become extremely dim in the collision with the Buddha statue of the Immovable Ming King, gradually dissipated into the void.

Bursts of blue light rushed out of his body, and then, everyone saw that the outside of his body was quickly covered with a layer of cyan magic robes, and the magic robes quickly expanded and unfolded like balloons, as if they were about to cover the entire sky. The sharp sound of the wind, blowing the hem of the robe, with the sound of 'popping' and 'snapping', the momentum of Yan Wei at this moment seems to be connected with the entire Lingzhu Peak.

After just a few breaths, a majestic mountain like the Pillar of Optimus was erected behind Yan Wei, towering in the land of Pengzhou, proud of the surrounding peaks. And on the top of the mountain peak like the Optimus Pillar, there is an infinite wind, and on the top of the mountain, there is a rolling chaotic thunder, and occasionally a dull sound comes out, alarming the four fields.

A terrifying and ferocious aura spread wantonly, and under the terrain, the infinite earthly vein breath seemed to smell something, and without hesitation, it converged towards the illusory giant peak behind Yan Wei. It seems that all these leylines belong to this giant peak, and have nothing to do with that Lingzhu Peak.

The giant peak towered, Yan Wei roared, and in the terrifying sound wave, the giant peak path rose a few points higher. Then the entire giant peak produced several huge cracks, and under the spread of the cracks, a shocking momentum, a wave of energy that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"That's?"

Looking at the rise of this giant peak, and seeing that it was about to collapse, the pupils of all those who saw this scene suddenly shrank.

"Could this be the secret technique in the legend of the Barbarian Witch Tribe, and it is also a bad seal that only the patriarch of the Barbarian Witch Tribe is qualified to cultivate?"

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, Buzhou Yin is a barbarian witch secret technique created by simulating the charm of Buzhou Mountain in the past, and only the patriarch of the barbarian witch tribe can practice the secret art, this secret art has always been passed down from generation to generation.

The status of the inadequate seal is like the status of the Heavenly Judgment King in the Nalanda Temple. Even more.

Yan Wei was able to use this secret technique, although it explained a lot of problems. But what was even more shocking was that in order to deal with Zhang Baijian, whose realm cultivation was far lower than his, Yan Wei actually used the secret technique of the barbarian witch tribe.

Click!

The mountain peaks cracked, and the huge explosion sounded, like the power of the collapse of heaven and earth, and the power of the energy collapse of the churning, all of which completely erupted. Above the sky, the swarming chaotic thunder and rolling dark clouds all turned into heaven and earth. Half of the mountain peak fell from the void and attacked, and then smashed towards Zhang Baijian like a natural disaster that destroyed the world.

This style is not thorough, not only to exhaust Yan Wei's full strength, but also to take advantage of the momentum of the entire Pengzhou's leyline. Since Yan Wei used this trick, Pengzhou's leyline aura has to be sharply reduced by at least three percent, and it can only be restored after a hundred years.

In the nearby sky, many figures who had been levitating to watch the battle were also hurriedly retreating, and the battle that had reached this level would definitely kill them if they were affected.

"To be able to force Yan Wei to this extent, even if this Zhang Baijian dies under this move, he is not wronged!"

When they kept retreating, many people showed different colors, and the changes in their faces were also quite exciting. Yan Wei was ousted from power and imprisoned, everything happened too fast, and even seemed a little dramatic, and many people had not yet reacted. Now that this person who has dominated the Barbarian Witch Tribe for many years has been forced to look like this by a junior, and everyone sighed slightly in their hearts.

No matter what Yan Wei was imprisoned for, he can't turn over now, because not being able to do so is a more fundamental means of suppressing Pengzhou. Under normal circumstances, the technique of not being sealed can only be allowed to be used when the survival of the barbarian witch tribe is in danger.

Some people's eyes looked into the distance, the figure that was about to be suppressed by Broken Peak. In front of the broken giant peak, he seemed so small. But at this time, no one would dare to underestimate him.

In any case, everyone's eyes widened, looking at the battle in front of them, this kind of battle situation in front of them is not something that can be seen very often!

There are even many old people of the Barbarian Wu tribe, who have long heard of his name and have not seen his true face.

Zhang Baijian raised his head, looking at the huge mountain peaks that kept falling overhead, and gritted his teeth.

Under the pressure of these broken peaks, Zhang Baijian only felt that it was difficult to breathe. The surrounding space was constantly squeezing, conjuring up hollows one by one, tearing at Zhang Baidao's body.

"Zhang Baidao! You can die under the ill-conceived impression of this seat, and it can be regarded as unjust!"

Broken Peak fell, and smashed towards Zhang Baijian.

Qi and blood surged, Shenzang's heart beat wildly, and in an instant, the muscles of Zhang Baijian's hands swelled, and then violently pushed up.

Zhang Baijian's whole person was slapped to the ground, and then he held up this huge broken peak, covered in bloody arrows.

Holding on to the broken peak, Zhang Baijian was covered in thunderclouds and shrouded towards the broken peak. He actually wanted to use the infinite thunder to smash this huge broken peak in one fell swoop. But before Zhang Baizhi's thunder could collapse the broken peak by one-tenth, another broken peak fell.

The mountains are huge and thick, and the weight is even greater. Under the mobilization of not Zhou Yin, even if Yan Wei can't simulate the shape of hundreds of millions of mountains in the world, it is enough to manipulate Pengzhou Wanfeng for his own use.

Rumble!

The entire Pengzhou territory jumped fiercely, and after a huge rumbling sound and billowing smoke, the ground cracked a deep valley, and two broken peaks were fiercely inserted into the ground.

Silent!

There was silence all over the hills. Is Zhang Baijian dead?

No one would think that in this case, Zhang Baijian was still alive.

But the ground shook like a pot lid on boiling water.

Smack!

As the two broken peaks were lifted, Zhang Baijian was covered in blood, but his muscles flew out, looking at Yan Wei viciously.

Beneath the dirt of the abyss, no one could see, a broken cyan gourd was scattered there.

Qinghu stand-in technique, at a critical time, if it weren't for this secret technique, Zhang Baijian would have died in Huangquan.

However, the crisis is far from over. There were also four more ferocious broken peaks, which fell down one after another.

Two broken peaks fell down one after another, covering a wide area, making Zhang Baijian unable to dodge and avoid. The flame ring flew out, quickly amplified, and then a stream of magma quickly erupted from the mouth of the ring ring, dissolving towards a broken peak.

Poof!

The terrifying eruption of magma, when it touched the broken peak, it was difficult to achieve anything. The huge broken peak, although burning, was even more powerful, and the vibrating power that pierced through the void stained the air with a smell of destruction.

The cyan streamer containing extremely destructive fluctuations exploded from above the broken peak, and then the two broken peaks were superimposed on each other and slammed into Zhang Baidao's body.

(To be continued.) )