Wuman Mountain.

After the golden mangs dispersed, inside the Wuman Mountain, at the bottom of the Heavenly Pillar. There were 2,000 human-faced birds, but there were only 1,000 left.

Half of the eight-character proverb actually killed a thousand soldiers! You know, this is only half a soldier. The power exerted is less than one-third of the entire word.

The eight-character proverb, just the second word, is so powerful. If the eighth word is 'OK', how powerful should it be?

I'm afraid that under one blow, the entire Wuman Mountain will cease to exist.

Although a thousand human-faced birds died, it had little effect. Wu Gong, Mo Feng, Mo Lan and the others even tried their best, but they only killed nearly a hundred.

Half an hour passed. The entire barbarian tribe suffered heavy casualties. Only Wu Gong, Li Mucheng, Mo Feng, Mo Lan, and an elder named Mo Gan remained.

"There's nothing we can do about it. ”

Wu Gong knelt on the hanging stone and muttered. He no longer had the ability to stand up. Look at his legs, all the bones have been cracked. Blood, stained him red with blood. If it weren't for his amazing willpower, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Mo Lan, Mo Feng and Mo Gan also completely lost their combat effectiveness, lying on the hanging stone and waiting for death to come.

And they are not to blame for it. Li Mucheng has the cultivation of a half-step golden pill, if he only kills with his own ability, there are very few human-faced birds he can kill. The half soldier just now was the final blow he sent out by burning half of his soul.

If you're lucky, Li Mucheng can wake up. But even if he woke up, his cultivation would be useless. And that's just the good thing. Looking at his injuries, the chance that he will wake up is no more than ten percent.

"Ang~~~" The call of the human-faced bird sounded again, Wu Gong opened his eyes, looked at the human-faced bird close at hand, and felt full of sorrow in his heart.

"The barbarians, just like that, disappeared silently......"

Wu Gong closed his eyes and waited for death.

One second.

One minute.

Ten minutes.

"This is death?"

Wu Gong opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him was still Wuman Mountain. "No, I'm not dead!"

With the last of his strength, he sat up. I saw a person suspended in the air. This person stepped on a flying sword at his feet, like a god, and looked down on the entire group of human-faced birds.

"You dare to come out without my permission?!"

The god-like man's eyes widened. The hand was raised, and a light flashed. The light disappeared into the crowd of human-faced birds, and countless high-pitched roars were heard.

The hand fell, and the remaining more than 800 human-faced birds, all of which turned into corpses.

"It's ...... What kind of power!" Wu Gong thought to himself. His heart was stirred up. How strong is it to be able to destroy 800 human-faced birds in one fell swoop?

From the time the mysterious man raised his hand until he put it down, it didn't even take a moment. This human-faced bird is completely extinct.

"I'm late, sorry. ”

After the mysterious man slaughtered the human-faced bird, he suddenly spoke up. Hearing this, Wu Gongleng froze in place. "He's saying he's sorry? What kind of person can stand up to his apologies with such a powerful person?"

Just after the words fell, all of a sudden, Li Mucheng's lionheart sword erupted with a burst of light like a stormy wave. After rotating along Li Mucheng's body for a few weeks, it took Li Mucheng with it and disappeared in an instant. And when the strong man saw this scene, he also bowed slightly towards the place where the two disappeared.

"Shangxian ......," Wu Gong said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you Shangxian for saving the clan." Mo Man was unrequited. ”

"You don't have to reciprocate. ”

Shangxian, who had his back to Wu Gong, suddenly turned around, looked at him, and smiled weirdly, "You are alive, it is the best reward for me!"

With that, the flying sword at the foot of the immortal let out a sword groan, and his body turned into a blue streamer and disappeared on the top of Wuman Mountain.

"This elixir can save the lives of the four of you. But from now on, the four of you are not allowed to call yourself a barbarian. The barbarians have perished. You guys, do it for yourselves. ”

The voice of the immortal like thunder lingered in Wu Gong's ears. Wu Gong had a wry smile on his face and spat out a mouthful of blood. If they had fled earlier, they would not have suffered so many casualties. Unexpectedly, despite such efforts, Wuman Mountain was still not saved.

He looked down at the four round and shining golden pills in front of him, and looked up with a wry smile at Mo Feng and the others. I saw that in the eyes of Mo Feng and the others, there was sadness and determination.

"Hmm. ”

Wu Gong said a word hoarsely. Then, the four of you look at me, I look at you, smiling.

"Poof......

Four muffled sounds sounded, and the four Wugong vomited blood and fell to the ground, dying of anger.

They would rather die than live in secret.

The barbarians no longer exist, and there is no point in their lives.

The eyes of the four were not closed. It seems that they want to give birth to their land before they die, for the last time. One last look, their homeland.

......

Inside the Demon Rota Tower.

The boundless grassland, shining with turquoise light in the sunlight. And in this sea of green, six people sat together, looking at this strange land. At the same time, their eyes were full of anxiety.

"I don't know what's going on out there. ”

Zilei said.

"Alas. Feng Yi sighed, he was just about to say something, but he saw a sudden flash of light in the sky, and then, a corpse appeared in front of them.

"Ah......" Bai Xue and Mu Ling covered their eyes, tears flowing from their eyes. Although they only saw it, they could identify it, this was Li Mucheng.

"Mucheng, I didn't expect you to go too. That uncle and Wugong must be also very lucky. Feng Yi muttered.

Among their juniors, only Feng Yi has a more stable personality. As for Zilei, he is very arrogant and straightforward.

"He's not dead. ”

Suddenly, a voice rang in their ears. The six of them thought about it for a moment, and they hadn't heard this voice before.

When he turned around, he saw a man in a white shirt gradually walking over, squatting in front of Li Mucheng, taking out a golden elixir and feeding him to take it.

"But the rest, all dead. This is the Demon Tower, you are here, absolutely safe. My name is Wulin. You can call me Lord Mist. The man in white said lightly, "If you want to make small talk, you'd better stay away from Li Mucheng - if you don't want him to die." ”

Hearing this, Mu Ling and the others couldn't hold back any longer, and tears poured out of their eyes. Outside, Wuman Mountain is their best relative. There are their fathers, as well as their uncles, uncles and others. But now, they are all dead.

Not a single one left!

"Lord Mist, why is he so badly injured?"

Feng Yi endured the pain of losing his loved ones and asked.

"In order to save you barbarians, he burned almost half of his soul and delivered the strongest blow. ”

Wu Lin squatted on the ground, his fingers swiped, and all the blood stains on Li Mucheng's face disappeared, becoming clean, like a person who had fallen asleep.

But no matter how the fog forest tried to hide it, he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart.

The first chapter is a little late. But soon the second chapter