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"Who are you! Where is our clan god!"

The half-dragon and half-human old man floated down from the top of the sacrificial altar. His body is now three feet tall. The huge totem pole is not so obtrusive in his hand. There is a pair of brown behind him. Looking at the size of the short wing, although it is not possible to fly freely, it is still possible to maintain balance in the air temporarily.

With the help of Tian Yan, this barbarian's language is not at all barriers to Xiang Yang. Hearing the question, he looked at the old man carefully and was a little surprised.

In this sacrificial altar, it seems that not only the original origin of the previous fairy remains, but also other things, it may also be the power of the clan **** that this tribe had previously worshipped.

His thoughts shifted, his spiritual consciousness shifted, and the ancestral dragon node on the index finger of his right hand was slightly stirred. The blood-colored dragon pattern on his forehead rose again, and a strong coercion rolled away: "The clan god? That's just a false god. I am the messenger of the true dragon! The endorsement of the true god!"

He clung to the wishful stick and pointed to his side: "You wait for the true God to neglect, this is the price!"

Feeling the pressure, the old man paused slightly as he walked down the air: "True God's Messenger? How could it be possible, how could the True God's Messenger stand with these native primitive people?"

"Indigenous primitive people?"

Xiang Yang couldn't help but smile when he heard this title. In the eyes of these barbarians, it turned out that the monks from Northern China were the true natives.

There was a movement in his heart, and his blood was violent, and the blood-colored dragon pattern on his forehead became thicker and thicker: "This is the will of the true god, you just need to obey it! Don't hurry to put down the weapon, first offer the offering, and then pray a hundred times to calm the true **** Anger!"

The old man grinned like a crocodile mouth, revealed a weird smile, walked slowly towards him, and suddenly shouted: "Only the royal family has the true god, and the will of the true **** has always been conveyed by the royal family! You pretend to be a divine envoy, and you deserve to die!"

Before he finished his words, the totem pole in his hand suddenly gleamed brightly, and the brilliant colored light came out directly, forming a piece with the totem color pattern on his body. The body that was three feet tall and low was once again huge, and the short one behind it The wings suddenly spread out, and each end has a length of one foot. On the wings, there is a faint brown halo floating, and there are more complicated patterns on the scales of the bust.

"Is this your strongest form? Hmm... Sure enough, there are other origin powers mixed in... Not bad!"

Seeing this sudden change, Xiang Yang still stood motionless on the spot. He didn't mean to attack at all. Instead, he licked his lips leisurely, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more fierce.

It seems that totem poles are not suitable for use as a weapon against the enemy except for blessing.

After the old man transformed again, he placed it behind him, stretched out his hand, and several barbaric emperors respectfully bowed to him and threw his weapon over, his hands shook, and one hand was holding one. A red copper iron rod with a length of ten feet, and a hammer the size of a grinding disc in one hand, even two flail were rolled up on the wings behind him.

"It looks good! I don't know if it has been beaten!" Xiang Yang laughed loudly and lifted the Ruyi stick. The inspiration was inspired by the hot killing intent in his chest. Where he started, the circle of gold patterns flashed slightly. , The original weight of one hundred and eight thousand catties, directly doubled, doubled again!

With a'bang', Xiang Yang didn't expect this guy to suddenly change like this. For a while in the future, he had no time to lift his strength, and the place where his feet were standing suddenly sank. When he reacted, the giant in front of him had already waved four. The weapon slammed.

"Little guy, don't do this in the future... anyway, give me some preparation!" Xiang Yang smiled bitterly, and calmed the larva that felt that he had done something wrong with his spiritual sense, and lifted himself up to meet him. .

After the power of the physical body broke through the Baishan Mountain, the original weight of the Ruyi Stick was indeed a little lighter. Now it has been doubled twice, and it does happen to fit his hands. He deliberately wants to try the power of such a pure-power attack, but it is useless. The power of resonance that he had comprehended, directly slammed up.

Today's Ruyi stick is truly a quasi-immortal implement, and its texture is naturally not comparable to that of the red copper iron rod. With a "buzz", the stick that first touched was directly smashed into an arc.

The giant was so good, and with a low drink, the whole person was only smashed back ten feet, but even so, his heart jumped.

He was originally the Seven Mountain Barbarian Emperor, and he is already a top master among the entire barbarians. The blessing of the power of the dual race gods in the sacrificial altar has directly doubled his physical power several times, plus the totem berserk. , His power is close to Baishan, but he is not the enemy of the opposite guy?

Xiang Yang's brows were also frowned, and when he touched the red copper iron rod, the power he felt only paused for a while, but there was a sharp tremor that followed the Ruyi stick's body. This kind of resonance force could not have much effect on him, his whole body trembled, and his toes touched the ground. Within ten feet of him, the ground cracked and his body returned to normal.

He stared at the sacrificial altar in front of him with fierce eyes, "This old guy's attack can bring a trace of the fairy's talent ability. Is this altar so magical? Can it be stored? The fairy beast's talent ability is actually It contains the law of the Great Dao. If you can master it for people to understand, wouldn't it be possible to create a large number of Nine Tribulations monks?"

Amidst the loud laughter, he jumped up and leaped into his body. The wishful stick in his hand turned into a black light, and he slammed his head towards the giant. For a while, his whole person and the stick shadow merged into one body~www.wuxiaspot. com~ If you look carefully, that group of shadows trembles very little in the flash.

The giant transformed by the old man has also recovered from the shock, throwing aside the red bronze iron rod that had been completely bent, holding the giant hammer in both hands and shouting loudly.

Although he has wings, he has already tried Xiang Yang's power, how can he dare to take it lightly and take the move? Directly with both feet, a group of Huang Mengmeng whirlwinds rose up, and the whole person revolved sharply in a mysterious way, and the giant hammer in his hand turned into a mountain-like phantom, welcoming it towards the top.

"This is probably the natural power of another fairy, and I don't know what it is!"

Xiang Yang Yiran was not afraid, and bumped straight into it.

When his power reached his level, he had the confidence to break the ten thousand laws with a single force. What's more, he had used the resonant force he had just understood in this move. Although the fairy had disappeared inexplicably, This kind of talented ability is extremely compatible with his own attack method, and it is truly even more powerful.

There was a loud bang, followed by a clear neigh, but the Ruyi stick was infected by it and couldn't restrain its fighting spirit, making a high-pitched cry.