My avatar is so powerful that it can automatically cultivate!

A muffled voice with endless killing intent exploded in the void, spreading within a radius of dozens of miles.

It's hard to imagine how this sound came out, like a thunderbolt, shaking all directions.

When the sound came out, the entire barbarian clan cheered, and an unprecedented sense of security rose in their hearts.

Yes, their sacrificial spirits must be extraordinary if they can survive to this day. If they have broken through the realm of saints, then the barbarians will live forever.

Today, Ji Ling has survived thousands of years ago and is still alive. He must be able to suppress everything and protect the eastern barbarians.

"Meet the sacrificial spirit!"

"Meet Lord Ji Ling!"

"Master Ji Ling, please take action and kill the enemy!"

"Master Ji Ling, please protect our family!"

"Master Ji Ling, please protect our family!"

All the members of the Eastern barbarians shouted excitedly, weeping with joy.

From the previous despair to the current excitement, their mentality has undergone tremendous changes.

The faces of the dozen or so experts from the Golden Ancient Clan and the Ji Clan were ashen, and they were facing unprecedented pressure.

"Go to hell!" A huge claw stretched out, covering the sky and covering the sun, and moved towards the dozen or so strong men of the two major forces.

A wave of holy prestige spread, covering all directions.

It's just that Shengwei... seems to be a little impure, or has a lot of flaws.

Cang!
Cang!
The huge claws suppressed it, but it was blocked by the power of the golden pagoda and the black zhange. Although it was barely blocked, it was blocked after all.

"Hahaha! It turns out that it is not a saint!"

"Since you're not a saint, it's easy to handle!"

The Ji family and the ancient gold clan who were crowned kings spoke one after another, and it was heard that they were finally relieved.

If this barbarian sacrificial spirit is a saint, then even if they are guarded by holy soldiers, they will surely die.

But it's just a semi-holy, quasi-holy, that's easy to say.

They can stick to the rescue of the clan.

Because they are all powerful in the king realm, and they are guarded by holy soldiers, and there are more than a dozen guardians of the prince realm to bless their power.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to kill them.

After all, if they dodged into the holy soldier's space, it would be extremely difficult to kill them.

"die!"

Naturally, the barbarian sacrificial spirits would not let them go easily. At this time, they shot again, with a look of madness in their eyes.

A pair of huge pupils exuded a strange green light, and a terrifying demonic aura erupted.

At this time, everyone finally saw the true appearance of the barbarian sacrifice spirit.

This turned out to be a terrifying giant tortoise as huge as a mountain... No, it should be a dragon tortoise.

It has a dragon head and a turtle body, and it looks majestic and domineering.

This is a terrifying demon tortoise that has never thought of the quasi-sage level, but it's a pity that it hasn't taken that step yet.

And when it emits all its breath, anyone with some cultivation can feel that there is a strong dead breath.

Obviously, although this monster turtle is so powerful, its longevity is almost at the end.

If it can't break through to the realm of a saint and become a demon saint, then it won't be long before it will collapse.

In fact, it can live up to now, which is also related to its species.

The lifespan of turtles far exceeds that of humans. This monster turtle has actually lived for nearly 500 years, which is 500 years longer than monks in the same realm as humans.

But even so, the lifespan of this monster turtle will come to an end.

"It seems that Lord Jiling's lifespan is running out!" Dongfang Ming sighed in his heart. At this time, he didn't want to summon any more backgrounds of the barbarians, because almost all the backgrounds of the barbarians died at the sight of the light. Once he took a shot, he could never use it again. up.

Although the barbarians have a lot of background, but in this chaotic world where the ancient races are constantly being born and the arrogance is overwhelming, they also want to retain more strength to suppress the barbarians.

Otherwise, if they run out of resources, they will be at the mercy of others.

boom!
One of the big claws of the barbarian Jiling protruded out again, covering the sky and the sun, and covered a dozen enemies with one slap.

But the enemies of the two major factions were not stupid, knowing that they were invincible, they all hid in the holy soldier space immediately.

The holy soldier's space is a small world of its own, and it is extremely difficult to kill the creatures in it.

This is the survival capital of the Ji family and the ancient gold clan powerhouses.

They have already sent out the distress signal, what they have to do now is to hold on, as long as they wait for their rescue to arrive, they will be saved.

"Damn it, damn it!" The Eastern Barbarian Jiling roared unwillingly, but its big claws did not stop waving, and it was still bombarding the two holy weapons frantically.

Judging from that posture, it is intended to smash the two holy weapons and kill the invading enemy in the inner space.

"Ji Ling, please mobilize the power of the guardian formation and the power of my barbarian holy soldiers." Dongfang Ming couldn't stand it any longer, and quickly handed over the control of the barbarian guardian formation to Ji Ling, and the weapon turned the barbarian clan Soldiers are summoned to be used by Ji Ling.

He knew that it was impossible to rely on himself to kill the invading enemy this time, and he needed to rely on the barbarian sacrifice spirit.

"Okay, you must kill the invading enemy today!" The Eastern Barbarian Jiling was blessed with the power of the holy rank array, and he used a powerful holy weapon. At this time, his aura surged a lot, and a wave of The power of a saint.

Although this saint's power is still flawed, his aura is even thinner than that of ordinary saints.

At this moment, the barbarian sacrifice spirit already has the qualifications to challenge the real saint.

Moreover, it has a good talent and extraordinary combat power. I am afraid that the general saints will be suppressed when they come, or they will only have the possibility of fleeing for their lives.

It's a pity that it wants to use this to smash the holy soldiers and kill the people in them, the difficulty is still unimaginable.

boom!
The barbarian Jiling grabbed the holy soldier with a mace and a stick with his giant claws, and threw it out violently.

A loud noise spread in all directions, and the two holy weapons kept shaking, but they were not smashed. On the contrary, a dozen strong men from the Ji family and the ancient gold family were all trembling at this time, and their faces were pale. Even the weaker Fenghou Realm is bleeding from seven orifices.

A few more times, these Fenghoujing will be shocked to death.

scoff!

However, after this blow, two bottomless ravines appeared in the hinterland of the barbarians. The power was so powerful that even the ground could hardly block it.

In the center of the bombardment just now, a huge deep hole appeared, and huge cracks filled the edge of the deep hole crazily.

If the barbarian sacrificial spirits attack again, the ancestral land of the barbarians may not be preserved.

"Master Ji Ling, please stop! My barbarian ancestral land... I can't hold it any longer!" Although Dongfang Ming didn't want to disturb Ji Ling's action, if he didn't say anything, this barbarian ancestral land would be destroyed.

In the ancestral land of the barbarians, all the heritage of the barbarians is sealed, and no major problems are allowed.

"It seems that we can only think of other ways!" After being reminded like this, the barbarian sacrifice spirit also stopped, and it also realized the seriousness of the matter.

All the barbarians stared at each other, helpless.

At this time, their hearts were extremely complicated. The enemy was right in front of them, but they just couldn't kill them. That feeling made them extremely uncomfortable.

"It's a pity that the barbarian formation can only cover a radius of ten miles. Outside of this range, I will not be blessed, and I will not be able to deal with them..." The barbarian Jiling's eyes were full of despair, but there was nothing he could do.

"Could it be that our barbarians are just watching them like this... can't deal with it?" The third elder of the barbarians had a complex expression, showing unwillingness.

When all the barbarians were at a loss, a voice appeared out of thin air in the main hall of the barbarians.

"The barbarians are in trouble, and I, Ye Chen, have a duty to do so. If you need anything, just ask..." A loud voice came from Ye Chen's mouth, and he finally finished quenching his body and came out of the blood pool of the barbarian god.

At this time, he exuded a great coercion, as if there was an ancient beast hidden in his body, which made people's heart jump...