The clone of Song Xing Yuan Shen went to the Glazed Golden Light Pagoda, while the original deity took Chi You and others to the place where Zhu Rong was imprisoned.
On the way here, they had already found out from the cavalry leader where Zhu Rong was imprisoned, and with the familiar Li Yanshi, they soon arrived outside the cell.
In the darkness, the lights suddenly brightened outside the cell.
There were crowds of people on the wall, each of them a very strange tortoise-shell man with a bald head and sharp ears, holding a long bow, but there was no arrow on the string.
Several rows of beautiful barbarian beauties in colorful clothes filed in from the surrounding red-walled round doors. Some were playing flutes or holding harp in their arms, talking and smiling coquettishly.
As for the first few people, except for a coquettish and gorgeous barbarian woman in colorful clothes, the other three were each more inhuman than the last.
One person looked like a giant chimpanzee, with red eyes like blood. He glared at Song Xing and the others fiercely. His long mouth kept chewing, and his long furry arms sometimes scratched his armpits and sometimes his buttocks.
The person looks like a big bird, with long feathers and short feathers, a sharp beak and round eyes. A pair of huge wings slowly open, flap slightly, and then slowly close.
Under the wings, there is a pair of long arms with muscles, and two sharp copper vertebrae are held tightly in the hands.
The last person was also a tortoise-shell man with a round head and short legs, carrying a long bow on his back. He looked at the others blankly, silently.
Li Yanshi moved his lips and sent a message to Song Xing and others to introduce the identities of these people.
It turns out that the four of them are barbarian masters from the thirteen tribes of the Southern Wilderness.
That charming woman in colorful clothes is Mandolin, one of the three chiefs of the Luanfeng Clan in the Southern Wilderness, who is famous for her singing and dancing.
The chimpanzee-like monster is Mao Jinguang, the number one master of Xiaoyang Kingdom in the Southern Wilderness. He likes to eat human flesh and is extremely ferocious.
The birdman is Zhi Tianyu from the Southern Wilderness Republic of China. The Yu Republic of China is the same as the Donghaiyi human race. They are naturally weird and cruel, and they make a living by robbing.
The last person is the leader of the hundreds of turtle-shell people on the wall, the leader of the Southern Wilderness people, Archer.
The Bo tribe is good at shadowless arrows. Their arrows move without leaving a trace, are sharp and accurate, and are the best archers in the world. Their archers are even known as "innuendos" in the Southern Wilderness.
Li Yanshi whispered and said worriedly: "These are the best masters in their respective barbarian countries, but they can only guard the outside of the cell. There may be stronger guards inside."
Song Xing looked at Chi You and Tuoba Ye who were eager to try, and laughed loudly: "He sent these cats and dogs to stop us. Lie Bi Guangsheng looks down on me too much."
Chi You laughed: "Brother Song, let's see who among us gets these turtle eggs first!"
After saying that, he pulled out the longevity knife from his back and slashed at Zhongsheng!
The sword energy was flying all over the sky, beheading the four people on the opposite side, and violent fluctuations of true energy swept in all directions.
The archer roared angrily, waved his arm and raised his bow, bent the bow and set an arrow. He shook his right arm hard, and "whoosh", a sharp arrow flashing with cyan light shot out.
The arrow shot out like lightning, piercing the void and letting out a shrill roar. In the blink of an eye, the arrow arrived in front of Tuoba Ye.
Before the arrow arrived, Tuoba Ye felt as if the hairs on his body were standing on end, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and the crisis was suddenly approaching.
Tuoba Ye said with a long smile: "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."
As he finished speaking, countless green vines sprouted from the ground in front of him, blocking the archer's arrows.
The vines were as thick as a horned dragon, green, exuding a sinister aura, and extremely tough, able to withstand an arrow from an archer.
Then Tuoba Ye flicked the five fingers of his left hand continuously, and wisps of green energy surged like a tide and enveloped the shooter.
The shooter's face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped back to avoid the erosion of the green energy.
Chi You took advantage of the victory to pursue him, stepping on Yu's steps, holding the longevity sword in his hand, like a dragon crossing the river, the sword was surging, and with one strike, nine sword lights appeared, gathering on the archer's head.
Mao Jinguang smiled contemptuously, stepped in front of Chi You, pumped his fists, and hit the nine sword lights with two hammer-like fists "Boom" and "Boom".
In an instant, the nine sword lights collapsed and disappeared, and Mao Jinguang's fist strength was also removed. He stepped back seven steps in a row before he stabilized his feet, with a look of horror on his face.
Although he had already known from Lie Bi Guangsheng that the strength of the young man in front of him was not weak, he did not expect that it would reach such a high level. Those swords just now were extremely heavy, like two hills colliding. The difference was really shocking.
Chi You saw that the power of his sword had been stopped, evil spirits flashed in his eyes again, and he swung the Changsheng Saber down again. The speed of this sword was faster than Ben Lei, and the blade pointed at Mao Jinguang's eyebrows.
Mao Jinguang's expression suddenly changed, and he looked up quickly, trying to avoid it.
Little did he know that Chi You's target was not his forehead, but his chest.
His chest was cut open by Chi You with a knife. The chest was bloody, and his intestines, stomach, and lungs were all broken.
"Pfft."
Chi You's blade pierced Mao Jinguang's throat mercilessly, spraying out a column of blood.
"boom."
The corpse fell and a bloody rose splashed out.
Mao Jinguang died tragically!
Zhi Tianyu, who had wings on his back, was about to step forward to support Mao Jinguang, but saw that Mao Jinguang had already died under Chi You's sword. Before he could make a move, a black shadow flashed around him, and someone was about to pass through him and enter behind him. in the cell.
"Leave me alone!"
Zhi Tianyu roared angrily, and the double cones in his hand, which weighed more than the mountain, struck the figure behind like lightning.
Just when Zhi Tianyu took action, he suddenly felt severe pain in his heart. A huge bronze-colored tentacle had pierced his chest.
Zhi Tianyu lowered his head and looked at the blood flowing out of the bronze tentacles, which was quickly absorbed, with disbelief in his eyes: "When!"
Then, more bronze vines pierced his body, tearing it into countless pieces in an instant. At the same time, the miraculous shooters standing on the wall of the cell were torn into pieces by the sudden appearance of the Nine Death Jingling Armor.
The smile froze on Mandolin's face. He looked at the extremely tragic death of Zhi Tianyu in front of the cell, and looked at Song Xing who was rushing towards the cell like a demon. He felt the energy that could almost tear the void apart. Terrifying murder.
Mandolin opened his mouth and let out a scream, and sound waves visible to the naked eye spread in the air, attacking Song Xing.
The sound wave contains mysterious power, causing ripples in the air and attacking the physical body.
Mandolin's cultivation level is not ordinary, and his mind power has reached the realm of transcendence and sainthood. The attack of the voice of confusing the gods is unpredictable and impossible to guard against.
Relying on these secret techniques, mandolin dominated the southern barbarians and had few opponents.
But what shocked her was that when those sonic attacks touched Song Xing's body, they were all bounced away by an invisible force, unable to even break through Song Xing's body surface defense.
Mandolin's eyes were shocked. Without thinking, he tapped his feet lightly, and his body was already flying backwards, and he was about to retreat directly into the cell.
She is fast, Song Xing is even faster!
In Mandolin's frightened eyes, Song Xing casually stretched out a palm, which was magnified infinitely in front of her eyes. Just before she stepped into the cell, the palm landed lightly on her forehead.
Snapped!
With a slight cracking sound, Mandolin's head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon with a palm, and blood mixed with red and white things fell into the cell behind him.
