Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

Black red and red gold intersect boldly, and the light emitted at this moment would make even the sun eclipse it. The burst of energy caused the entire barbarian ancestor tomb to shake several times.

Wait until the light passes. Where is Ma Hongjun's figure? There was only a huge pit with black smoke billowing from it. Not a trace of red-gold flame was visible.

Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Domain was exploded by the Barbarian Ancestor's palm!

It seems that a level 100 demigod cannot withstand a full blow from the Son of God. Demigods are not real gods after all, although they are only one level away from the one hundred and first level Son of God. But there is a qualitative difference, no matter how powerful a hundred-level demigod is. It will also be absolutely suppressed by the weakest Son of God.

"Fat!"

A sharp-tailed swift flew towards the pit. After the heart-wrenching blow, Ma Hongjun disappeared. How could Bai Chenxiang not be anxious? How can your heart not be tight? Why don't you get confused? She didn't have time to think about it, Tang San was watching. How much trouble can happen to Ma Hongjun?

However, not long after she flew over, she was inexplicably blocked and pushed back. It seemed like it hit an invisible barrier. She was anxious. He flapped his wings and flew forward again, but was still blocked and came back. Unwilling to give in, she flapped her wings again, at this moment. Tang San's voice sounded in her mind: "Xiangxiang, don't worry. Fatty is fine."

If Tang San said it's okay, then it must be okay. Bai Chenxiang felt certain in her heart and couldn't help but look around. At this time. Ning Rongrong's voice sounded in her mind again: "Silly Xiangxiang, how could Fatty be blown around? Look at that big pit!"

Bai Chenxiang hurriedly looked back at the pit. Then he saw Ma Hongjun standing and floating up from the pit, wrapped in a cage of blue-gold divine light. At this time, Ma Hongjun was in a very embarrassed state and his clothes were ragged. His body was khaki, his head and face were covered with dust, and his face, eyes, and nose could no longer be seen. He could only see his mouth open and gasping for air, and his mouth was still overflowing with bright red.

Bai Chenxiang's heart tightened a little more. But then Tang San's comfort that sounded in her mind calmed her down, "The fat man suffered a little loss, but it doesn't matter. Just wait and see."

She looked at Ma Hongjun again and noticed that the divine light surrounding Ma Hongjun was not only blue-gold, but also emerald gold, nine colors, pink gold, brown gold, purple gold, red gold and bright gold. The blue-gold color is the richest. Before his eyes, blue gold, emerald gold, nine colors, pink gold and bright gold began to wrap around Ma Hongjun. After a moment, the dust disappeared, his clothes were intact, and Ma Hongjun returned to his previous radiant look.

"Damn it! How is that possible?"

A sound of shock and anger came from above.

Everyone scattered around looked around and saw that the blood cloud had dispersed, revealing the Barbarian Ancestor Envoy with blazing eyes. He was looking at Ma Hongjun who was looking up at him in amazement, with a look of disbelief on his face. He also saw that the arm it had just attacked Ma Hongjun was gone and was reuniting in a flash of blood.

No wonder it was so angry and frightened, it turned out that its arm was blown off by Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Domain!And Ma Hongjun is not dead yet!Although its arm was formed by brute force, it is really a shame for a person with the strength of the Son of God to break his arm and not kill the person with the strength of a demigod.

When a new arm quickly condensed and took shape, the Barbarian Ancestor suddenly noticed something strange around him and couldn't help but be even more shocked. It blasted Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Domain with one palm. How powerful was it? How much energy did Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Realm explode? How much stone debris and dust was blasted out of the deep pit? How far will it splash out? But as a result, all the stone dust and dust fell within a small area, and there was no point outside the area! Everything outside the range has not been affected in any way! What does this mean? It means that a barrier has been set up here, blocking all energy and explosive power!

Its eyes began to look around, and it discovered that there were eight god-level human experts hidden around the training ground, and all of them were stronger than it.Its intuition told it that the barrier should be set by the blue-haired human, because the aura of the blue-haired human made it think of the word "Guangbo" for some reason.

It asked Tang San: "Did you set up the barrier?"

Tang San smiled slightly, acknowledging it.

Tang San's indifference made the Barbarian Ancestor envoy's expression become more solemn, "I admit that you are very strong, at least I am not your opponent. But no matter how strong you are, unless I die, you can't even think about being in the Barbarian Ancestor." Go wild in the ancient tomb!" After saying that, it punched Tang San.

He didn't use any gorgeous magical skills, just one punch, direct and fierce.

In the barbarian tribe, they believe in "one force defeats ten societies". They believe that pure power is the real skill, and defeating opponents stronger than oneself with pure power is the most worthy of showing off. No matter how many soul skills you have, they will try their best to use them to defeat opponents stronger than themselves. Blow it up with brute force.

But this fighting method, which the barbarians thought was the most ferocious but lacked the skills of the Haotian Sect, was just a joke in Tang San's eyes.

Tang San still smiled, and with one hand, a piece of blue-gold divine light enveloped the phantom of the Barbarian Ancestor, the billowing blood cloud, and the Barbarian Ancestor envoy like a big net.

Golden Thirteen Postures, ninth posture, soft restraint, activated.

Tang San's "Soft Binding" can even imprison gods at the level of King of Gods, let alone those at the level of Son of God?

However, the "soft restraint" did not imprison the Barbarian Ancestor's shadow and the blood cloud. The blood cloud only stayed still for a moment before returning to rolling; the phantom of the Barbarian Ancestor also flashed with blood, and the body that was originally almost substantial immediately became illusory and became like a projection; the giant fist still blasted towards Tang San, its power undiminished. Accompanied by the disapproval of the Barbarian Ancestor: "Huh! We are all transformed by the power of the Barbarian God. We can be real or false at will, and your power cannot imprison us at all."

"This envoy has a lot of trouble..."

Oscar and others raised their eyebrows. However, they only thought that this Barbarian Ancestor Envoy was capable, and did not think that it could make any big waves in front of Tang San.

Indeed, Tang San had at least a hundred ways to deal with this kind of brute force attack, not to mention it was only at the Son of God level. Tang San still smiled, letting the giant fist hit him, making it bigger and bigger in his pupils.

The giant fist has already arrived in front of Tang San's eyes, and it will hit Tang San's head just a few inches further...

Um?This blue-haired human doesn't even dodge?Do you really think my fist is made of clay?Or is his head harder than gold and stone?The barbarian ancestor could not help but feel suspicious.

But at this time, he could no longer hold back his fists.It doesn't intend to accept it either.snort!Even if your head is harder than gold and stone, I will crush it with this punch!

But at this moment, its fist suddenly stopped, as if it had hit something, but it was weak, as if it had hit a ball of cotton. No, it's more like being hit by sticky water. The Barbarian Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a sudden tremor in his fist, and the strength was released, and then dissipated instantly like sand and stones that had been weathered for thousands of years by a gust of wind.

At the same time, the blood cloud is no longer a blood cloud, and the phantom of the Barbarian Ancestor is no longer a phantom of the Barbarian Ancestor. Instead, it has become a piece of blood-colored fragments wrapped in a layer of light blue light film, as if they are crisscrossed by countless The thin lines cut the same.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

The Barbarian Ancestor looked at Tang San in horror, as if a person had seen an evil ghost. His expression could no longer be described as disbelief, but as unspeakable fear.

Just as the envoy of the Barbarian Ancestor said, the phantoms and blood clouds of the Barbarian Ancestor are both transformed by the power of the Barbarian God. They can be imaginary or real at will. Even if they are riddled with holes by thousands of arrows, they will be restored to the original state in the next moment and cannot be separated. . Just like water, can it be cut with a knife?

But what now? The power of the barbarian god that cut like water was cut into pieces! What kind of ability does it take to do that?

Moreover, didn't the Barbarian Ancestor Envoy say that Tang San's power couldn't imprison the Barbarian Ancestor Shadow, Blood Cloud and it transformed by the power of the Barbarian God?Yes, it is difficult to imprison a large pool of lake water, but what if the lake water is packed into buckets?Now, the light blue light film wrapping the bloody fragments is the buckets.

This is the differentiation ability displayed by Tang San's "soft restraint" this time.Tang San's current "soft restraint" can not only restrain entities, but also divide the power or energy and then imprison it, weakening the power or energy geometrically.

How would you describe the role of this ability?Billions of tons of water can drown everything when gathered together, but what if it is broken into water droplets?Not even ants can be drowned.

This blue-haired human actually has such incredible abilities, how could the Barbarian Ancestor not be horrified? How can one not be horrified to despair?