Pan Hao's soul was shining with yellow light, and the divine light was huge, rising in the divine body, turning into light and enveloping the body, which was very sacred. The red divine light has disappeared, and the pale yellow divine light is pure and immaculate. However, the Divine Lotus in Pan Hao's body did not become the fourth grade, and with the promotion of the Divine Dao level, if you want to break through in the future, you will have to pay a greater price.

Pan Hao stood in the void with his hands in his hands, pondering the origin of this breath.

In the village, Chu Yongwang ran quickly with his simple light skills, and finally rushed into the fort. The heavy gate of the fort was shut. The fort building is not big, and hundreds of people barely have a place to sleep, but it is fully equipped, with food hoarding and all kinds of emergency supplies, enough for the whole village to eat for eight or nine days.

The fort tower is made of bluestone, and the surrounding area is smooth, and it is two zhang high, which can be comparable to the high wall outside the village. However, this fort tower is more tight, the roof semicircle can not use iron claws at all, there is a special person guarding the patrol window, and it is almost impossible for hundreds of mountain barbarians to conquer it.

And as long as the mountain barbarians delay for a long time, the greater the chance of being surrounded and suppressed by the army, so in most cases, the mountain barbarians will choose to loot the village and then retreat, not daring to stay for a long time.

Chu Yongwang's heart sank slightly, since he returned from practicing martial arts outside, the village had never been lost, but the legendary blood barbarians this time were indeed too weird, the skills of these blood barbarians were almost comparable to third-rate martial artists, and their bodies were hard, and it was difficult for arrows to penetrate their bodies.

Just now, Chu Yongwang had already noticed that unless the other hunters could shoot the vital point of the blood barbarian, it would be difficult to cause damage, but the blood barbarian was agile, how could he shoot the vital point so easily. If they insist on attacking? Thinking of this, Chu Yongwang's heart trembled, and his heart became heavy.

The gate of the village was finally opened, and the leader of the mountain barbarians, who was burly and bronzed with strange runes on his skin, scanned his surroundings coldly, and finally his gaze stayed on the castle tower.

Chu Yongwang's eyes met the leader of the mountain barbarians. Suddenly shocked, I saw that the eyes of the mountain barbarian leader were scarlet, like a wild beast. There seemed to be a river of blood turning under the crystal blood-red pupils, and Chu Yongwang seemed to smell a smell of blood from the shop in an instant.

"It's not good, the blood barbarians want to attack the fortress!"

Someone was shocked, these blood barbarians did not search the village, but went straight towards the fortress tower, and each blood barbarian's eyes revealed a fierce aura, as if they were coming for the people of the village, not for food.

"They want to slaughter the village!"

Chu Yongwang gritted his steel teeth. The big hand holding the black string bow burst out, the body trembled slightly, and a wave of anger surged into his heart. Legend has it that the reason why the blood barbarians slaughtered the village was to cultivate evil arts. And now this village is clearly the target of the Blood Barbarians.

The blood barbarian leader's eyes were ruthless, and he came to the fortress not far away: "Humble Song Min, now open your fortress and sacrifice fifty strong men, my blood tribe can spare the lives of the rest of you." ”

Suddenly, the Blood Barbarian Leader spoke. The sound is obscure and unpleasant. It seems to be said awkwardly, with a cold aura of indifference. It was deafening and could be heard clearly by the hundreds of villagers in the fort.

"I'm sorry, the mountain barbarian has the ability for you to guard. Wait until the army comes and see who dies!"

"Mountain barbarian, your uncle, you actually want your grandfather to hand over people, phew!"

"Damn it! Don't be arrogant, mountain barbarians! ”

The villager hunter of the fort exploded. They were angry and angry. This is too arrogant, even if it is a blood barbarian, it is impossible to capture the fortress tower in a short time. Everyone has full confidence in the tightness of the fort.

Chu Yongwang was silent, his big hand squeezed the black string bow even tighter, his eyes were like electricity, and he stared at the mountain barbarian leader in the distance. As the head of a village, it is naturally impossible for him to offer strong men, only the men of the Chu family who died in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender.

The mountain barbarian leader's expression did not change, and he took out a delicate blood red gourd from his waist. The gourd is only the size of a palm, crystal clear, and there is a blood-red glow circulating on the surface of the gourd, like a flawless blood jade.

The other blood barbarians saw the leader take out the treasure and immediately knelt down in front of the leader, they had seen the power of this blood gourd countless times, and they knew that if this village was slaughtered this time, no one would be able to resist the power of the treasure.

Chu Yongwang and the others watched the movements of the mountain barbarian leader in puzzlement, only to see that as the blood gourd was taken out, the mountain barbarian leader suddenly knelt down, held the gourd on his head, and chanted very reverently. Slowly, the voice gradually became higher, and the mountain barbarians around him also followed the chant, pious and solemn, as if they were making an important prayer.

Suddenly, a stream of blood-red smoke came out of the gourd, and the smoke slowly spread, and the smoke seemed to have a spiritual spirit, and it shrouded the castle tower.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a yellow-haired dog sprang out of the village and barked at the strangers.

"Rhubarb!"

Some villagers shouted, and the earth dog did not flee into the fort with the crowd. Suddenly, something shocking to everyone appeared, only to see a trace of pale red smoke falling on Rhubarb's body, Rhubarb rolled and wailed, Zizi! The oil was smooth and shiny, the strong and sturdy body instantly dried up, the pale red smoke floated out, and only a shriveled dog corpse remained on the ground, as if it had been dried for many years and lost its moisture. And that trace of smoke seemed to become a little thicker in an instant.

"This, it's a witchcraft!"

"What the hell is this!"

Everyone stared at the smoke that rushed in an instant with wide eyes and horror, and the smoke came in an instant, approaching the fort tower. Everyone retreated in despair and fear, rhubarb was a role model just now, and if it was stained by a trace of evil mist, it would immediately be sucked up of blood and turned into a dried corpse.

The smoke seemed to be shrouded in a light veil, poured into the fort tower, and instantly came to everyone's eyes. Everyone staggered back, but the smoke was approaching, and the speed was extremely fast, forcing hundreds of villagers into a corner in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of villagers screamed in fear, and many women and children wept and watched in fear as the smoke approached. Despair gripped everyone in the village, and the footsteps of death were visible to the naked eye.

At the moment when everyone was desperate, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the scarlet smoke swept away and blew out of the fort in an instant.

The villagers had already been frightened to the point that their hands and feet were cold, their limbs were weak, and their faces were bloodless. At this time, I was shocked when I saw the smoke suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, and at the same time, a sense of joy rose up in the sense of escaping death. Chu Yongwang held back the fear in his heart and staggered to the window of the fort tower to observe the situation outside.

Suddenly, Chu Yongwang's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "This, this is an immortal!"

After all, Chu Yongwang was just a third-rate martial artist, and he had never even seen it in his life, but now when he saw Pan Hao standing in mid-air, his heart was suddenly shocked, and his mind was in chaos. Since ancient times, there have been endless legends of immortals, but who among mortals has really seen the immortals who have entered and exited the green underworld, but at this moment, he saw it.

"What?"

The other villagers who were huddled in the corner were suspicious at this time, what nonsense was the village chief talking about? Gengzi calmed down from the ghost gate just now, rushed up, and looked at Chu Yongwang's shocked vision.

Gengzi's mind was like a thunderbolt in the sky for an instant, shaking his body unstable and difficult to hold himself. He saw something, and above the village, a hazy figure appeared. This figure steps on the divine lotus, with a high crown and a broad belt, and has a free and simple charm. Behind this figure, a great sun is rising, hanging behind the figure, there is a divine light, sacred, noble.

At this time, this figure's big hand controlled a small tornado, sweeping the surrounding scarlet smoke and controlling it in his hand. This figure holds a tornado in his hand, faintly revealing a trace of abundance and jade in the bright divine light, and a pair of deep and dark eyes overlook this world through the light.

"It's the gods who have come to eradicate the blood barbarian demons and rescue us!"

Chu Yongwang's body shook, tears flowed down his face, and he immediately fell to the ground, muttering to himself in the air. This is a miracle, proof of the existence of the gods.

Gengzi followed and bowed down, his mind seemed to be paste, and he didn't mention kowtowing excitedly to thank the gods for his salvation. The other sturdy hunters also woke up from the catastrophe of life and death, as if rushing to the window, and all of them fell to their knees in shock. More and more villagers fell to their knees, and a line of pious faith connected to Pan Hao's shrine from the top of the villagers' heads, providing a steady stream of faith and willingness.

And the mountain barbarians who worshiped below were caught off guard by this change, and they were shocked on the spot for a while. (To be continued......)