"You bastards, I'm going to tear your bones apart, extract your souls, and light up lanterns in the sky. You won't all die a good death!"
A roar shook the mountains and echoed for dozens of miles. A figure shrouded in black mist flew down from the top of a mountain hundreds of feet high. The mountain temple built there was a cover and a passage.
The figure in the black mist looked around at the bloody mess on the mountainside, extremely angry, waving his hands and shouting incomprehensible spells.
Under the slanting sunlight, countless thin red blood mist rose from the mountains and ravines and from the ground, and they rushed towards the barbarian god who appeared one after another.
"Quickly, stop him from 'blood-eating' to replenish himself. We can't let him recover from his injuries quickly."
The old ape, who was about three feet tall, shouted and drew his sword with his right hand, slashing at the barbarian god who was hiding in the black mist and sucking the blood mist a hundred feet away.
He held up a black token comparable to a large shield in his left hand, turned it at an angle, and illuminated the turrets and crenellated walls halfway up the mountain.
Those locations were the nodes of the mountain god's formation arranged by the Barbarian God. When the black light shone, the rocks and turrets collapsed, and many natives fell into the abyss with howls and howls as they collapsed.
The old ape's strategy is very simple: kill as many indigenous people as possible and destroy as many nodes as possible in the formation.
Preventing the severely injured Barbarian God from getting enough blood sacrifices to replenish it, the Barbarian God loses the help of favorable geographical conditions.
On the other side, Tu Kun was wearing an earth-yellow rock-like armor. He was tall and mighty. He waved his hand and struck at the barbarian god like a thunderbolt of golden light. It was intertwined with the attack of the old ape. This was their first time cooperating, but their timing was wonderful.
Top hair.
This belongs to the old monster's combat experience and tact.
"Chicha", "shua", two sword lights cut the black mist several feet in size into four separate pieces. There was nothing inside, and the barbarian god escaped without a trace.
The red mist floating around quickly disappeared, and the Barbarian God's gnashing roar came from the air: "This is my territory, do you think you can sit back and relax by destroying a few nodes? It's your mother's dream! I have the final say in my territory!"
The old ape shouted: "Quickly, shoot down the indigenous people and let them fall into the cliff. Don't kill them halfway up the mountain."
He used the "Drinking Mountain Order" in his hand and summoned the demon power to shine on the corner tower where there were many people. He could not let the barbarian god easily swallow the blood of the people. Even if the barbarian god was seriously injured, he could still use the mountains and rivers to move within a radius of ten miles.
Go freely.
Zang Yuan, who was covered in blood from the killing, stopped fighting with his stick and just pushed all the way across.
His whole body was harder than gold and stone, and all the short spears and blades that pierced his body were like scratching an itch. Countless dumplings were lost wherever they passed, leaving a rugged and bloody path.
Suddenly he felt that trampling on human life and demon life was so satisfying.
The violence and cruelty in his bones was awakened by blood, making his blood boil. His eyes were bloodshot, he laughed wildly and ran wildly, knocking over turrets and stacked walls.
Chasing the Xiang people and killing them wantonly made him realize that the bottleneck blocking his breakthrough was actually loosened.
How could he not be ecstatic? He accidentally found a way to kill.
"Pa", a black whip shadow was violently drawn from dozens of feet in the air, hitting the gold-swallowing demon orangutan who realized something was wrong and tried to resist with a swing of the stick. His black hair flew into the air, and his body glowed with the sound of gold and stone.
A gap of about ten feet was left in the rocks on the spot, and the gold-swallowing orangutan was whipped in the air and hit the stone wall without leaving its shadow.
Tu Kun seized the opportunity, and following his thoughts, the flying sword disappeared into the air with a "chirp", and when it reappeared, it hit a small fluctuation in the void. Then, he lost the trace of the primitive god again.
Such a futile attack made him feel helpless.
Of course, it is not difficult for him to escape. The old ape also has the means to protect himself. He will not care about the life or death of the remaining big man who was driven into the rock and embedded in the rock.
"Ignore the Barbarian God, unless he attacks, quickly defeat the Luo Xiangzhong."
The old ape shouted urgently, he had to keep his hands free, and kept destroying the surrounding mountains and ravines, driving away the indigenous people, including many low-level monsters.
Tu Kun turned his flying sword and attacked the ravine halfway up the mountain in another direction.
"Death! I'll die for everyone!"
As the roar of the Barbarian God echoed, the indigenous people and monsters on the mountainside exploded one after another, and clouds of red mist disappeared into the air. The Barbarian God had begun to drink blood regardless of whether he would use any means. He knew
Today the old nest will not be preserved.
There are no more Xiangzong, so you can go to the human race's territory to rob them.
Where would the lair be without him?
By then, he would not even be qualified to negotiate terms with the younger shaman cultivators of the Great Liang Dynasty.
The remaining incense people howled and fled in all directions, heading into caves or down the mountain to escape for their lives.
In just one word, there was no longer a single living thing in the half-mountain ringed ravine, which was originally filled with human figures. Even the corpses buried under the rocks at the foot of the mountain were reduced to shriveled remains by the barbarian gods.
The mountain is surrounded by mist, and the gold-swallowing orangutan and old ape pulled out from the stone wall merge into the sky.
They looked solemn, each staring in a direction to guard against the attack of the barbarian god.
"You are just three monsters, how dare you take my idea? You are not overestimating your capabilities. If you have the ability, you will fight and kill again. Why don't you do it?"
Using the cruel method of devouring blood and food, the Barbarian God quickly recovered his cultivation and injuries. His whole body was filled with black energy, and he roared happily in the mountain mist. He launched the remaining formations of Biyifeng and killed three people who broke in and tried to take advantage of the situation.
Guys are stuck.
He also knew that with the current strength of the formation, it would be difficult to kill all three guys.
But when he thought about the almost total loss of thousands of Xiang people, his heart began to bleed. After years of looting and fighting, the confidence he had worked so hard to preserve once was exhausted. If he wanted to recover, he would have to keep his tail between his legs for several years.
He was so angry that smoke erupted from his orifices, and he ran back and forth in the mist, furious.
Even if he couldn't kill them all, he would try his best to get injured and leave two behind so that he could vent his anger.
The "Drinking Mountain Order" in the old ape's hand glowed slightly, and he suddenly laughed and said: "God God, has your brain been smashed by a stone? Can't you notice that there is something wrong with the incense power in your body?"
The arrogant Barbarian God just now was speechless, the mountain fog stopped flowing, and the mountain wind blew.
Then the thick mountain fog flowed uncontrollably downwards.
The wind helps the mist move, and the mist flows like a waterfall.
"Damn it, old monkey, you used 'Twilight Grass' to harm me..."
The blood that the Barbarian God swallowed contained a lot of twilight grass liquid. At this time, the divine power in his body began to go crazy. He didn't have much time to expel it. At the critical moment, he lost some control of the formation.
The other party came prepared, but he was already helpless.
He knew that there were traitors from various factions in Biyifeng Xiangzhong, but he didn't expect that even the woman who served him would betray him.
As the roar disappeared, "pop", a whip shadow struck like lightning, slapping the weakest of the three demons, the gold-swallowing demon gorilla, hard, making the gorilla roll over and break through the mist, smash into the stone wall and disappear again.
shadow.
The old ape shouted: "Break the formation, don't let him run away!"
The mountain command in his hand was directed towards the hazy mountain wall in the southwest, and two sword lights struck out immediately.
"Boom", under the light of the token, the mountain wall collapsed.
He couldn't bear to bear the child and couldn't trap the wolf. After discussing with the earth spirit, he decided that only by taking personal risks could the barbarian god be paralyzed and fooled. All other actions were deception, including massacring the incense people, etc., which were small means to confuse the barbarian god.
That's all.
In fact, the strategy is not complicated. What is difficult is to expel the Barbarian God and prevent the Barbarian God from destroying the treasure in his desperate attempt.
The black shadow transformed by the barbarian god could not do anything. The opponent was familiar with the situation here, and he did not know how many plans were waiting for him. At this time, it was urgent to escape, so he had to abandon the dark peak nest in the southwest and fled to the west.