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After absorbing the essence and blood of thousands of barbarians and monsters, the dragon shadow finally condensed completely, his eyes slowly opened, and a pair of giant silver eyes, like two rounds of bright moon, hung high in the night sky.

Its eyes were cold and emotionless. After waking up, it did not look directly in Xiang Yang's direction, but looked up at the sky.

The moment it condensed, a faint light suddenly flashed in the dark night, and the disk was spinning like a whirlpool, stirring the ink-like night.

The vortex is getting bigger and bigger, there are silver lights flashing, and a mighty heaven and earth pressure comes from it.

"This is the Immortal Tribulation? This is indeed a fairy, but it has not yet crossed the Tribulation... But the Immortal Tribulation is controlled by the Heavenly Dao, how does it survive the immortal Tribulation?"

At this moment, the sacrificial altars in the distance and nearby were all illuminated at the same time, and the light and shadow above also flashed. Twenty-seven colored lights pierced the entire night sky, coming directly, nine or nine in one, in the air. A three-layer light curtain was formed, blocking the golden dragon below.

The immortal robbery has not yet formed, it seems that he has lost his goal again, and gradually disappeared.

"It turned out to be like this... I used some means to isolate the detection of the heavenly consciousness, and most of the time I fell asleep in this sacrificial altar, relying on the sacrifices and offerings of the barbarians to obtain the energy needed to maintain vitality, if necessary , You can also temporarily reveal the body by drawing the essence and blood."

Under the sky, Xiang Yang had already grasped the reality in an instant, but the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Since I have not crossed the Tribulation, the realm of this golden dragon's fairy should be between the true emperor and the supreme, and it must not be able to exert all its strength, so as not to attract the attention of the heavenly consciousness. But even so, this level of The opponent is not what I can fight against now!"

The sense of crisis is getting worse, and the chill in his heart is getting stronger and stronger. Xiang Yang didn't turn his head after taking a look. With a long scream, an ancestral dragon node exploded directly.

At this moment, he has done his best to run and shake the mountain. Every step he takes, his momentum rises by one point. After ten steps, the whole figure has turned into a black dragon, headed by the wishful stick. The front whizzed away.

Although the frenzied barbarian warriors are not afraid of death, and there are many high-rank barbarian kings among them, but the difference in physical strength is too big, how can they be able to resist it?

A giant Meng was blocking the front, and the Barbarian Emperor on it maddened three times directly, slamming it down in the air with a thick and incomparable fine copper stick.

This rod is full of momentum, at least it has the power of several mountains, but it is just a move, the black iron rod is directly bounced, and the thick shadow of the rod does not know how high it flies, and there is no trace in the night.

The emperor shook his hands, and the knotted muscles on his arms were also torn, dripping with blood. Just about to dodge, a little black light had already flowed in, and the small half of his body was exploded, and he was killed directly.

After killing his opponent with one move, Xiang Yang didn't want to waste any more time. He made a mistake and slipped directly from the Jumeng body. The cudgel shadow rose again, and dozens of barbarian fighters in front of him turned into a blood fog again.

After killing three barbarian emperors in a row, he finally returned to the edge of the camp, and the barbarian warriors in front of him were sparsely sparse. Ten more miles ahead, he would be able to escape the forbidden range of the sacrificial altar.

At Xiang Yang's speed, even if he doesn't use the flying magic weapon, this distance is just tea time.

With such a big movement in the barbarian camp, the Beigefeng line of defense must have already known that experts such as Lei Zhen have already come to rescue, as long as they are outside the forbidden law, they can get out.

With a'bang', the Wishful Stick bounced back a huge flail. A high-ranked barbarian king who was twice mad was directly smashed to his head by his own weapon. At the same time he lost his life, his huge body suddenly It exploded, smashing and tearing a dozen ordinary barbarian warriors beside him.

This was the last obstacle. After slaughtering a few monsters, Xiang Yang was completely blank in front of him, and the bonfire on the Beige Peak defensive line was faintly visible in the distance.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the wishful stick, slid into the night like a civet, and galloped forward. Every ten feet away, the sense of crisis and chill would fade.

At this moment, behind him, the golden dragon's gaze finally fell on him, without any warning, nor a trace of spell fluctuation, just a faint glance.

Xiang Yang was still rushing forward. However, as he ran, blood mist spurted out of his entire body suddenly, and a violent tearing sensation followed, but in an instant, he seemed to feel that his entire body was Lost control, the powerful body seemed to be scraped into tiny pieces of flesh in a moment...

At this moment, in his black hair, a small black light flashed, and his whole person suddenly disappeared, appearing where the Golden Dragon's eyes were just now, intact.

"Inexplicably, I took a chance to replace him? What kind of attack is this?" Xiang Yang was amazed, where else could he take care of anything else, he exploded an Ancestral Dragon node again, and his speed increased again by a few points.

Behind him, the golden dragon's eyes also showed a trace of surprise. The worm-like human in the distance was unscathed by its assassin?

Such an attack seemed easy, but the cost was not small. After one time, its figure faded a bit, but the next moment, a dragon roar swayed away, and a famous barbarian warrior suddenly seemed to be instructed. The alien beast beside him rushed frantically towards the sacrificial altar, then a trace of blood spurted out, and the golden dragon's body condensed again.

Another glance, eight substitute Fanshen took another life...

The golden dragon was completely angry. It was originally a lichen in the wild land. It has been transformed into a dragon for tens of thousands of years. Although it has not crossed the calamity after building the immortal spirit, it has been enshrined as a **** by the barbarian for countless years, but its cultivation is still Increasing day by day.

What's more, in the tens of thousands of years of imperceptibility, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has really regarded itself as a god. If it were not for the gods, the supreme human beings would not be afraid. At this time, it can't kill an ant?

The most important thing is that there is a strange smell on the ant, which makes its blood swell, absolutely not to be missed!

Its huge body rose slowly, with golden lights flashing in its eyes. After a while, two dragon-shaped rays of light shot out, and in an instant they crossed a distance of more than a dozen miles, winding towards Xiang Yang.

Their attacking methods are extremely weird, changing endlessly between virtual and real. A trace of golden light directly enters the body, entwining every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone on Xiang Yang's body, before beginning to strangle. .

"It's very similar to the attack just now, but the power is a bit worse. Why...?" Xiang Yang only had time to think about it, and he had to take his place again.

He soon knew the reason.

Unlike the one-time attack just now, the two dragon-shaped rays seem to have life, and when he appears on his behalf, they will be strangled again.

Once, twice, three times...