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Only a tall barbarian stood there.
He was shining with the shield of witchcraft, but he still couldn’t conceal the horror that half of his body turned into thick water. Before Yang Kai came to this, he had killed dozens of demon generals and marshals with his own witchcraft. The fire burned frantically, supporting his mutilated body.
The two looked at each other, and the man grinned: "Hey, Wu Niu..."
"Witch Picture..." Yang Kai looked at the great wizard in front of him with a complicated expression.
Just a few months ago, the two had some conflicts in the royal city of the Southern Barbarian Tribe. This Wutu was provocative and dissatisfied with him. See you after a few months. The great wizard looked at Yang Kai with the same expression. It's not good, there is a faint taste of competition.
"I thought you didn't come, so you came here early." Wu Tu chuckled, not caring that half of his body turned into thick water, which was corroded by the black Yao burst. The bones were exposed, and even the internal organs were clearly visible, continuously melting and dripping to the ground.
"I just arrived." Yang Kai nodded lightly.
"Very good!" Wutu still smiled. The pain did not make him lose his mind, but he became more sober than before. His expression was serious: "In the past few months, there are seven thousand demons who have died under my Wutu department. Many people, how about you?"
"Not as good as you." Yang Kai replied.
Wutu laughed: "Then I won! Hahahaha!"
He still remembered the gambling agreement with Yang Kai before he left Wangcheng.
Yang Kai nodded and said, "You really won." After a while, "Can you still survive?"
Wutu shook his head and said, "No, you've seen me like this, and my people are all dead. I'm the only one left in the Wutu department, and I should look for them too."
"Let's go!" Yang Kai nodded in greeting, and stretched out his hands to support his chest.
Wu Tu raised his skeleton hand in return, and suddenly said sharply: "Go to Master Wu Wang! The Southern Barbarian Tribe will not perish!"
After saying this, he turned around, took a big step, and rushed towards the densest area of the demons. The jerky and slurred curse sounded, and Wu Tu's body suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, which was like a ball of flame, enveloping him.
Life sacrifice!
This is forbidden. It is the witchcraft that all witchcraft is forbidden to cast easily, but at this moment, the witch figure uses it to bloom the last brilliance of his life.
In this ancient era, all the barbarians believed that they would return to the arms of the barbarians after death, and their souls would go to the witch temple. Death is not the end for them, but another beginning.
There is only one type of person who does not have this qualification, and that is the wizards who have performed the forbidden technique of life sacrifice. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if the witches die and die, they will not easily perform such a taboo technique. Once it is performed, it means that he has lost the qualification to return to the embrace of the barbarian god and the soul into the witch temple. This is almost impossible. Things to tolerate.
But facing the demons who invaded their homeland, Wutu has no choice. Even if he becomes a lonely ghost from now on, even if he is abandoned by the barbarian god, he has to contribute his last bit of strength to the tribe.
The demons who didn't know the truth surrounded him, Wutu laughed loudly, and despite the sharp weapons slashing on his body, the fire of life that was burning became more and more vigorous.
The demons gathered around him finally found something wrong, and it was too late when they wanted to turn around and escape.
With a loud explosion, it was as if someone had lit a brilliant and colorful firework. Wu Tu's whole body exploded into a cloud of blood, and the demons gathered around him also vanished in an instant.
Within a radius of one hundred feet. Sweep out!
Yang Kai had already rushed towards the center of the battlefield.
He sensed that there was a familiar aura over there, that belonged to the aura of Witch King Dang, but the aura was sluggish, obviously the state of Witch Dang was also extremely bad.
There were only tens of thousands of people left in the Southern Barbarian Tribe after the Black Yao exploded. Nowadays, the number of people who have been charged and killed by the demons has dropped sharply. The barbarian warriors have fallen down and lost the protection of the warriors. Those witches can hardly play their role. They are relatively weak, even if they display the most subtle. Witchcraft also wiped out the huge gap in the number of people.
The great witch continued to sing the curse of life sacrifice under the desperate situation. Some people continue to burn their last vitality, dragging the various demons to their death.
The scattered barbarians were slaughtered, only the tens of thousands of people gathered in the center still maintained an orderly rhythm. Various witchcraft dyed them colorfully, and everyone held the demeanor and the devil. Shopping.
The line of defense has shrunk step by step, and tens of thousands of people have also dropped sharply.
Everyone couldn't help being surprised by Yang Kai's Hengkong attack. Even the demons stared at him in a daze, watching him smash a blood path to meet the besieged barbarians.
Rushing into the innermost layer, Yang Kai quickly saw Wu Dang.
"grown ups!"
Wu Dang was blind in one eye, with thick water flowing out, and his face was terrible. His condition was indeed terrible. He was eroded by Hei Yao just like Wutu. He was surrounded by several other great wizards, one Each looks miserable than one.
Wu Dang raised his one-eyed, and now after Yang Kai, he couldn't help showing a wry smile: "Why are you here too."
Yang Kai knew what he was worried about, and quickly explained: "Wu Niu Department did not come, I came by myself."
Wu Dang immediately showed a relieved expression when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, very good!" As he spoke, he took out a piece of wood-carving-like object from his arms. It didn't know what material it was carved from. There is no special place, but Wu Dang regarded him as a treasure, and solemnly stuffed it into Yang Kai's hand: "This is the holy artifact of my Southern Barbarian Tribe! Take it and leave here, the Southern Barbarian Tribe cannot be destroyed!"
Among the barbarians, each tribe has its own sacred objects. These sacred objects are a kind of spiritual sustenance. They are not rare treasures. However, the sacred objects symbolize the supreme power. Order the entire tribe.
Under normal circumstances, the holy relics are in the hands of the most powerful witch king of the tribe.
Wu Dang is the sixth Witch King, and it is impossible for the holy artifacts of the Southern Barbarian Tribe to fall to him. There is only one explanation for this situation-the other Witch Kings are already dead!
Wu Dang was the last witch king in the Southern Barbarian Tribe, but he knew that he would not live long.
On the scene, Yang Kai was the only great wizard intact, and the sacred artifacts of the Southern Barbarian Tribe could only be handed over to him, Wu Dang had no choice.
"Can you do it?" Wu Dang grabbed Yang Kai's hand and looked at him solemnly.
Yang Kai nodded and made a promise: "The Southern Barbarian Tribe will not perish!"
Wu Dang smiled and said, "It's all you need to say." He returned to the light, and he regained the aura that Yang Kai had when he first saw him. The power of the Witch King instantly awakened in his body, and he said solemnly: " We will create an opportunity for you to escape here. After you leave here, take your Wu Niu Tribe to find other big tribes to get closer and tell them what happened to the Southern Barbarian Tribe today, so that they can learn from it."
Yang Kai opened his mouth and wanted to tell him that there was another Demon Saint. Wu Dang probably didn't know that all of this was the work of the Demon Saint, so he expressed confidence in creating the opportunity for Yang Kai to escape.
If you knew it, you wouldn't think so.
However, Yang Kai did not say that if possible, he would even use the Little Profound Realm to take away all the remaining people.
But even if he has this heart, he can't do it, because all the barbarians that he sees are eroded by Hei Yao like a witch map, and his body is slowly melting, not even the most powerful witch king. exception.
He used the Little Profound Realm, and all he could take away was a puddle of thick water.
The chains of life blessed on them can't save their lives, it just delays their deaths.
He clenched the sacred object in his hand, as serious as he had never been before, and said solemnly: "The Southern Barbarian Tribe will be reborn in the ashes, I promise!"
Wu Dang laughed, then suddenly asked: "Rain and dew..."
"They are all very good." Yang Kai replied, "The war has allowed them to grow a lot. It shouldn't be long before they will be promoted to the Great Wizard. Do you have anything to tell your lord?"
"No need!" Wu Dang waved his hand, "They know their responsibilities and don't need me to worry about it." Taking a deep breath, he said: "Are you ready?"
Yang Kai nodded.
Wu Dang immediately waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning suddenly came out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an electric python, lifelike, and blasted into the demons in front of him.
The sound of thorns pierced, and the demons turned their backs on their backs.
The electric pythons wandered around, guiding the way forward for the remaining southern barbarians. The curses of the great witches and the shouts of the warriors were intertwined into a tragic rhythm. All the remaining tribesmen condensed into a rope with the witch dang as the center. Drilling hard forward, as if to find a way out.
Cutting tofu is normal, even if facing an enemy ten or twenty times as large as one's own, the barbarians are still pushing forward quickly.
It's a pity that this momentum can't be maintained for too long. When several demon kings came together, the advancement of the Nanban tribe was blocked.
Wu Dang flew out of thin air, full of magical power, facing the aggressive demon kings with his own power, and at the same time shouted at Yang Kai: "Think of a way to go!"
He is no longer able to provide more shelter to Yang Kai. Whether he can escape his birth depends on Yang Kai's own efforts. Although there is little hope, he still tried his best.
Yang Kai nodded at him, not intending to expose more here.
Since stepping into this battlefield to the present, he has felt that a pair of eyes are paying attention to himself silently.
No need to confirm, he knew that the master of that gaze was Demon Saint Modo.
So he has been hiding his true strength. He hasn't learned how powerful the Demon Sage is, but he knows that he is definitely not an opponent. If he really attracts the Demon Sage to take action, he may not be able to escape from here. (To be continued.)