The demon cultivator Zhongchou seemed to notice the hot gaze and the heavy breathing of the strong man named Zhong. He waved his robe sleeves and put away the treasures in the ancient barbarian cultivator's storage bag. He turned around and sneered. sarcasm:
"Good nephew! If you hadn't used the power of the Barbarian Ox Totem, how could you have led me to this ancient tomb? Speaking of which, I should share some of the treasures with you! But for your father's sake, these are exempted. Come on! Hahahaha!"
The strong man surnamed Zhong clenched his fists, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he was extremely angry. He shouted sternly: "As long as I am here today, you can't get out of the ancient tomb! Leave all the treasures in the sarcophagus to me! Otherwise, you can't get out of the tomb!" If so, don’t blame me for not thinking about the feelings of the same clan!"
Demon Cultivator Zhongchou looked him up and down, and sighed: "More tyrannical than your father! Huh, I wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that it is not necessary! Just for a moment. Kung Fu, how much power can you recover? How dare you yell at Uncle Qiu!"
As he spoke, Demon Cultivator Zhongchou launched his flying sword filled with black energy. Like a flash of black light, it struck straight at the strong man surnamed Zhong, accurately and ruthlessly! He didn't leave any room at all once he took action.
Hidden in the darkness of the tomb passage, the Winged Fire Witch said happily: "The uncle and nephew of most of their Barbarian Bulls are fighting! How dare such a united tribe dare to compete with our Witch Clan? Hehehe ,Ha ha!"
Zhilan urged: "Captain! Now is a good time to attack! Block the tomb passage and catch them off guard."
Ye Ling's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he shook his head and said: "Don't worry! Most of the geniuses of Barbarian Bull have lost their maces, but they still have the energy to deal with demon cultivators. From the look of him, he seems to have the power of a totem. We haven’t exhausted all of them, so we probably have some back-ups! Let’s rush forward now. Once we encounter the Bull Totem in its form, we will inevitably be damaged, so we’ll have to wait.”
Baihuanu and Zhilan nodded silently.
The Winged Fire Witch was about to make a move and disapproved of Ye Ling's words, but after all, it was the captain's order and she did not dare to disobey, so she had to stay in the blue water bubble and continue to watch the battle.
At the end of the tomb passage, a fierce battle was going on. Seeing that the strong man surnamed Zhong could no longer hold on, and his defeat was obvious, Demon Cultivator Zhong Chou laughed loudly and raised his sword to strike down!
At this moment, the strong man surnamed Zhong did not dodge, roared dullly, and once again used the power of the totem, possessing the ancient bull! The horns immediately knocked Zhong Chou's black sword away and broke into several pieces!
At the same time, Demon Cultivator Zhongchou's natal flying sword shattered, causing his soul to be injured, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!
"You, you actually still have the power of a totem!" The demon cultivator Zhongchou was shocked. The opponent had most of Barbarian Bull's trump cards, but he lost his flying sword and suffered internal injuries. The situation was changing. , which he did not expect.
However, the strong man surnamed Zhong also felt uncomfortable. His face was pale and beads of sweat were dripping down his face. He could barely maintain the power of the totem and rushed forward with a ferocious expression, hoping to crush the tribe's tribe with the power of the ancient barbarian bull. Traitor Uncle Qiu!
At this critical moment, Demon Cultivator Zhongchou had a Ghost Talisman Yin Soldier in his possession, but he didn't know what it was. He just tried his best to protect his body and resist with high-grade armor.
A loud bang! Demon Cultivator Zhongchou's armor and various protective masks shattered into pieces! He also fell more than ten feet away and struggled for a long time without getting up.
"Hahaha! Your death has come!" The strong man surnamed Zhong said in a hoarse voice, about to give him the final blow.
However, at this moment, Demon Cultivator Zhongchou suddenly pointed at the center of his eyebrows and his soul left his body! He gave up his physical body, carried a storage bag and a ghost charm, and ran away without hesitation, burning his soul and turning into an afterimage!
