In the wooden house in the valley, Long Xiaonian was trapped in a transparent light shield. She opened and closed her mouth and shouted something, but nothing could be heard outside the light shield. It was only possible to see from her expression that she was very excited. .
The people fighting on one side of the valley were her people, and her friends were on the other side. No matter where they were injured, she didn't want to see them.
"Stop fighting! Please! Stop fighting." Long Xiaonian slapped the light mask violently, but even her terrifying divine power only caused a ripple in the light mask.
Dowling punched one of the priests away, then was kicked in the back. While staggering, he also knocked down two other priests who were approaching.
After going back and forth like this, he and several priests were in a bit of a panic. These priests were different from the previous warriors. They were all masters, especially the fighting skills, which made people both angry and helpless. Daolin In a hasty parry, he often knocks down one and then immediately faces attacks from others.
While fighting and then retreating, Daolin thought of the Wang brothers' "Continuous Streaming Six Gun Formation", which also used combined attacks to increase defense.
He had trained with the Wang brothers before. Daolin actually had some experience with this kind of coordinated attack, but fundamentally these priests were different from the Wang brothers. In terms of strength and speed, they were much stronger than the Wang brothers. , so he couldn't cope with it for a while.
On the other side, Lan Zou and Lan Mian, who had black armor soul carriers, were besieged by three barbarian elders. Although the situation was losing ground, fortunately the black armor was indeed strong. With the hardness of the black armor, the Lan family successfully held them back. Three elders.
As for Han Zimo and the deputy clan leader on the other side, both of them are existences that are infinitely close to the realm of divine union. The battle between the two made the valley that originally seemed like a paradise in the world became a mess. Many vegetation was smashed or uprooted. The aftermath of the battle It also affects others all the time.
For example, a priest's fist was about to land on Daolin's head, but was blown away by a sudden energy wave. Daolin was able to breathe. With this gap, he knocked down two priests again.
"I'm afraid you are a bit fanciful in trying to take away the saint. With your current strength, it is simply impossible." He punched Han Zimo backwards. The middle-aged deputy patriarch did not pursue the victory, but stood in the air with his hands behind his back and said. .
Hearing the words of the deputy chief, the priests who besieged Daolin also stopped. Although they seemed to have the upper hand, everyone was slightly or seriously injured. As for Daolin, with his strong body, This group of people couldn't hurt him at all. At most, they would make him a little embarrassed.
"If you really respect the saint, you won't restrict her personal freedom. Is it really because you force her to be trapped in the clan because she is a saint?" Daolin waved his hand and shouted to the deputy chief.
"It's not your turn to take care of this. She is the saint of my barbarian tribe. She was born a saint and she will be a saint even after she dies. Her destiny is determined by fate and no one can change it." The deputy chief smiled and shook his head.
In the dilapidated wooden house, Long Xiaonian looked at the back of the deputy patriarch in mid-air with a look of despair. She knew that the deputy patriarch was right.
This barbarian saint has the highest status among the barbarians. Even the patriarch must bow when he sees her, and this so-called status is obtained in exchange for freedom.
Every thousand years, a saint will be born among the barbarians. As soon as the saint is born, the previous saint will inject all her energy into her body, and then the current patriarch will seal her.
The existence of the saint has a mission, which is to wait for the coming of God. Not only the barbarians, but also the legend of God is spread among every foreign race. The so-called God is the most powerful human being in the past and the existence that ended the ancient times. That is an existence that is superior to the Holy Lord.
To put it bluntly, the saint is a carrier of energy. If you don’t encounter God descending to earth in a thousand years, there is no need to enshrine energy there. And if you encounter God descending to earth in these thousand years, then the saint will pass on the energy from generation to generation. The energy is sacrificed, and at the same time, the saint will die as a result. This is the meaning of the saint's existence.
"I don't care if she is your saint, or how powerful your barbarians are, she is my friend, and my friends cannot be treated like this!" Dolin said, looking at the previous sacrifice again, This time his gaze was deeper.
"Lord! We two brothers are determined to stop the three of them!" There was a roar, and Lan Zou rushed out from the ground. He had just been knocked into the ground by the combined attacks of the two elders.
Han Zimo shook the long sword in his hand, and then rushed towards the deputy chief again. This time, the blue Qi turned into sword Qi, and every sword strike was extremely sharp.
"Okay, the battle continues. This time, you'd better work harder!" Daolin sneered, and a pair of phoenix light wings appeared behind him. At the same time, he threw out two swords with both hands, one red and one blue. The sword slashed out a huge sword and rushed directly towards the six priests.
With the blessing of Phoenix Wings and the injection of Phoenix Power, his speed reached an unprecedented level. In the open space, only red afterimages could be seen flashing, and Daolin could not be seen at all. .
At the same moment, the priests screamed, and there were more or less wounds on their bodies, but they could not stop Daolin's attack at all.
"Flash Shadow!" Daolin yelled angrily, and the figure covered by the wings of the phoenix appeared out of thin air with five and six figures. This was what he realized after breaking through to the extraordinary realm. It is still different from the nine figures of the Thunder Mountain King in the Creation Realm. gap.
As for the current situation, it was exactly six against six, with each figure fighting against a priest. Daolin, who could have crushed Daolin at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, was now simply a piece of cake. Soon, the six priests were knocked to the ground. This time they They didn't get up, but were knocked unconscious.
The six Daolins retracted their hands at the same time and looked at Lan Zou and Lan Mian in the distance.
The two of them seemed to be familiar with the methods of the three elders, and now they could go back and forth without being passively beaten.
"Old Han, let me help you!" Daolin shouted, and then a thunder sounded, and six figures rushed into the air with thunder light. The red flame wings brought out thunder arcs, which looked particularly windy. .
"Get out of here!" The deputy patriarch looked at Daolin who suddenly appeared next to him, shouted angrily and slapped a palm. This palm directly imprisoned the void. Daolin only felt that the surrounding air became thicker, and the sudden urgency His energy and blood began to surge. This was not the main thing. The main thing was that he could not avoid the deputy chief's palm.
This palm seemed slow and weak, but the moment it hit Daolin's chest, the Zhaotian Poisonous Meteor Python's protective body was directly knocked out, and Daolin flew out like a kite with its string broken.
While in mid-air, Dolin felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
