Against the backdrop of the purple light, the night looks even more desolate, and under the strong murderous aura, this border area is full of dangerous atmosphere, lingering in the air of terror and chill.
This battlefield is comparable to a slaughterhouse. Without a strong and tenacious will, it is impossible to survive in such cruel conditions.
The pitch-black and terrifying black wall exuded a scalp-numbing aura, and an unbearable force enveloped the entire battlefield area.
Anyone who steps into this place will be faced with a terrifying pressure, as if they are in the realm of death. Whether they can survive it all depends on their personal ability.
The further you go, the closer you get to the place of black walls, the terrifying force becomes tighter, as if your neck is being strangled tightly, and a sense of suffocation fills your whole body. This place is like hell, even more terrifying than hell.
Even the warriors of the Li Barbarians who were training hard every day, soon after they stepped in, the terrifying aura came down, and their whole bodies softened, becoming uncontrollably weak.
Purple light shone on Qian Zhuo's face. There were no soldiers around him for hundreds of miles, and no one dared to approach him!
The power of dark purple ripples leaked from his body, distorting the surroundings and causing ripples that melted the place where he stood.
Brulongjie stepped on the sand mist condensed with blood. Only in this way could he avoid the erosion of the dark purple swamp.
His eyes narrowed, and his senses were extremely sensitive. Everything in his sight began to distort, and Brulongjie could only judge Qianzhuo's position by relying on his breath.
The magic knife was raised, and invisible murderous intent rushed straight into his face.
Brulongjie took a deep breath, and the two hammers in his hands suddenly collided. Blood energy exploded like thunder, and a raging wind whirled up from his body.
"This time, I will never let you hurt me at all!" Brulongjie roared.
Countless hurricanes of blood flew up, picked up the gravel on the ground, flew down at high speed, and rushed out like knives.
After Qian Zhuo heard this, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips, "Okay, I'll play with you and see how capable you are."
The bloody hurricane charged forward, but as soon as it entered the realm of Qian Zhuo, the attack that was aimed at the right direction was distorted and deformed in an instant.
When Qian Zhuo raised his hand, the fierce blood attack turned into ashes in an instant.
Brulongjie was shocked, "What?!"
"That's it?" Qian Zhuo laughed.
Brulongjie gritted his teeth and gathered all his strength. Blood energy burst out, the veins on his arms bulged, and his meridians were filled with a dazzling red color.
The force of the explosion rushed forward, and Brulongjie's hair flew off, his eyes were scarlet, and he breathed out hot white gas.
"Okay, very good! Then let you see how powerful our barbarians are!" Brulongjie grabbed two big hammers and flew away.
Qian Zhuo was startled, and suddenly an excited smile appeared on his face, "Okay, we are actually attacking head on!"
Brulongjie flew very fast and rushed directly in front of Qianzhuo in the blink of an eye.
Thick blood covered his whole body, so fast that even the twisted power could not erode him. Brulongjie could clearly see Qianzhuo's widened eyes, as well as the cracked and terrifying magic lines, and the purple light shone on his face.
Brulongjie quickly smashed the two hammers onto Qian Zhuo's head!
Qian Zhuo was stunned. He didn't expect that Brulongjie was so fast. He didn't even have time to twist Brulongjie completely.
But the next moment, a shocking scene happened, which even Qian Zhuo himself did not expect.
When the two big hammers were about to smash Qian Zhuo's head, a force exploded, and the harsh sound penetrated Brulongjie's ears.
Qian Zhuo was also shocked. He could clearly see the context of Brulongjie's attack, and suddenly he could see many different things in his sight.
Long Lu Longjie's attack seemed to have been analyzed. Qian Zhuo could see purple lines and veins. Which one represented what? Qian Zhuo's mind was clear.
"What's going on?" Qian Zhuo wondered in his heart, but now there was no time to think about it.
He stretched out his hand and gently pulled one of the purple threads, and a huge roar exploded.
The power of Brulongjie's fierce attack suddenly disappeared in an instant. A violent force rushed into his face, and Brulongjie was completely thrown away!
Qian Zhuo was extremely surprised. He looked down at his hands and said with an incredulous look on his face: "What on earth is this?..."
He thought for a while, suddenly understood, then raised his head and laughed.
Brulongjie was thrown to the ground far away, and the fierce attack hit him on the head. The wound opened under the heavy blow, and blood flowed all over his face, but it could not cover up his angry scarlet eyes.
"This Demonic Horn Clan must be practicing some kind of evil magic. How come all my fierce attacks disappeared?" Brulongjie wiped his face with his hand and threw the blood on his hand to the ground.
Qian Zhuo hadn't realized the strange changes on his body.
Brulongjie's instant fierce attack stimulated the power of Qianzhuo's magic pattern, which was equivalent to opening up a new martial skill.
However, this change comes from the magic pattern printed on Qian Zhuo's face. If Qian Zhuo cannot stabilize the power of the magic pattern later and loses the magic pattern seal, this new martial skill will also disappear.
"Is this the power of magic patterns?" Qian Zhuo's smile kept appearing on his face. He glanced around and saw countless clear purple linear veins floating around. They were the flaws floating out of each warrior.
Wire.
Now as long as Qian Zhuo activates his moves, he can cut and modify the flaw lines at will, neutralizing all the fierce attacks they launched.
"With this kind of power, who do you have to be afraid of? I am simply invincible!" Qian Zhuo laughed arrogantly, and at this moment, the cracked magic pattern flashed an astonishing purple light.
Purple light shot in, and Brulongjie panicked. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and he almost suffocated because of it.
"What kind of power is this? This is definitely not a power that can be controlled..." The blood of the Barbarian Tribe in Brulongjie's body told him that this was definitely not a power that the Demon Horns in front of him could control.
Qian Zhuo still didn't know the terrifying situation he was in. The power of the magic pattern was even more terrifying than he imagined.
The magic pattern is like a parasite on Qian Zhuo's body, and can even surpass its host.
Qian Zhuo didn't know that the magic mark attached to his body was increasing at a very fast speed.
The Lord of the Demonic Horn Tribe planted this demonic pattern seed on Qianzhuo. Whether it could sprout and grow strongly depends on whether Qianzhuo can bear it.
"You will definitely die!" Qianzhuo walked step by step, and the purple light almost swallowed up the whole place. Every time he took a step forward, the raging murderous intent would strangle Brulongjie once.
Brulongjie suppressed his nausea and glared at Qian Zhuo fiercely, "If you have the guts, just kill me with your own strength."
"What's the point of killing me with that disgusting thing on your face?" Brulongjie provoked, "My strong attack was supposed to smash your head, but I can see clearly!"
"Don't fool yourself and others from the Demon Horn Tribe, you idiots!" Brulongjie scolded.
Qian Zhuo was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. What Brulongjie said was true and he had no way to refute.
But he smiled crookedly and said, "Stupid barbarian, do you think I will be fooled by you?"
"As long as you can win, as long as you don't die! No matter what kind of power you use?" Qian Zhuo's roar sounded, and the magic sword was drawn rapidly.
"Die!" Qian Zhuo said calmly.
Brulongjie was very unwilling. He stood up staggeringly. His burly body was like a mountain, and his blood burned like a flame on his body.
He tightened his hands, and the momentum of the two big hammers became even more crazy. A tornado of blood swirled around him, and the entire yellow sand was swept away.
"Death? I don't know what death is!" Brulongjie's eyes were extremely determined. At this moment, he didn't know fear at all.
The power of Qian Zhuo's magic patterns was so terrifying that Brulongjie was no match for him, but even so, Brulongjie had no intention of backing down.
Brulongjie's resolute expression made Qian Zhuo very unhappy. He tightened his grip on the magic knife, and purple light flashed with dazzling light, bursting out with that biting murderous aura.
吣!!!
The knife wave flashed out and struck directly at Brulongjie.
Brulongjie clenched his hammers and rushed forward together!
Qian Zhuo snorted and said unhappily: "You still have the guts to charge at my knife, you are really overestimating your capabilities!"
In his sight, Brulongjie's flaw line was clearly visible, and Qianzhuo could eliminate all the terrifying power in him with just a pinch.
Qian Zhuo stretched out his hand and squeezed the flaw line of Brulongjie's terrifying double hammer.
With a bang, the hammers exploded in an instant.
Brulongjie was startled as he flew through the air. His double hammers instantly shattered into ashes, and the blood power he gathered all his strength also disappeared.
That feeling of trying your best but not being able to change the final result at all will make anyone feel desperate.
But there was no word of despair in Brulongjie's expression!
I saw him roaring, almost attacking Qianzhuo with hand-to-hand combat, and without hesitation he blasted towards Qianzhuo.
Qian Zhuo frowned and said angrily: "It's useless! It's completely useless!"
"I can remove your attack at any time!" Qian Zhuo was very unhappy. He didn't understand why Brulongjie was still running towards him unswervingly. Could it be that his power wasn't enough to deter him?
He doesn't believe it!
Qian Zhuo raised his hand and quickly crushed the flaw line of Brulongjie's bombardment.
"Die!" Qian Zhuo raised his magic knife.
Brulongjie opened his eyes wide, and all the power he blasted was taken away again. The strong feeling of emptiness filled his whole body, which was disgusting.
Death was coming head-on. Even if Brulongjie was about to die, he would never close his eyes. He looked directly at the slash.
"Come on! Master Ye, this is all we can do!" Brulongjie tried his best and lost, but he admitted that he would never run away!
"Death? Impossible!" A voice lit up.
Brulongjie was startled. The voices were extremely familiar. They were those two teenagers!
Yuan Yu and Jiang Yuanming appeared, only to see two big spinning kicks coming at them, and actually kicked the magic knife away.
Qian Zhuo couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face full of horror, "You? Who are you?"
Two half-step secret realm quasi-great emperors appeared, their aura exploded violently, and the purple light dimmed.
"You, why are you here?" Brulongjie asked in surprise.
Yuan Yu looked back at Brulongjie and replied: "Let's come over and have fun."
"It's not like we haven't been arranged to go into battle yet, so we just come here for a stroll." Jiang Yuanming said with a smile.
For some reason, a warm current flowed through Brulongjie's heart. He didn't know what to say, so he casually said: "I, I lost..."
"What if you lose? If you lose, then win it back!" Jiang Yuanming patted Brulongjie and said.
"But this Demonic Horn Clan is not simple. He has something glowing purple on his face, which seems a bit difficult to deal with." Brulongjie said with a serious expression.
Yuan Yu stared at the magic lines on Qian Zhuo's face for a while through the layers of sand and fog, and said, "Tsk, I thought it was something. Isn't it just that thing from the Demon Horn Clan?"
"Brother, keep your eyes open and watch later to see how we deal with this guy." Yuan Yu said in a relaxed tone.
Brulongjie's eyes widened, and then he thought that the two of them came from the vast world. They had a wide range of knowledge and vision, so naturally they knew everything.
"You have to be careful. I don't know what evil tricks he used to remove all the power gathered from his body. I am completely unable to fight back!" Brulongjie reminded.
"Hey, why are you panicking?" Yuan Yu said with a smile.
"It seems that the magic pattern has started to grow for a while, but it's not a big problem." Jiang Yuanming said relaxedly.
Qian Zhuo felt extremely unhappy as those two pairs of eyes stared at him.
"Who are these two young men? Could it be that they are helpers of the human race again?" Qian Zhuo asked doubtfully, "No, why haven't we seen them in the last battle?"
Qian Zhuo couldn't help but become nervous. The two young men came over to look at him, and he glared back at them with angry eyes.
But his palms were sweating, and he found that the flaw lines began to blur, and even began to disappear.
"What, what's going on?" Qian Zhuo said in a panic.
