The will of the barbarian God reverberated in the whole barbarian tribe, which made all the barbarians tremble. This was the first time that the barbarian God came to the Dharma in billions of years.

They jumped with joy, the drums shook the sky and danced the oldest dance of the barbarians.

Those bursts of power shook away the snowflakes all over the sky, and it was difficult to express their joy.

"The barbarian God is not dead, but the barbarian God is still there. My barbarian family will be strong again in the famine!"

The high priest was excited. He was the eleventh generation of high priests. All high priests had not contacted the barbarian God, but they were contacted in his hands.

He fell respectfully on the ground and kowtowed his head.

"Please obey the will of the barbarian God. We barbarians will return to the desolate city immediately."

"You high priest did a good job."

The second sentence of the pretty God praised the high priest, which made the high priest burst into tears. This is the praise of the pretty God. He is worth it all his life.

At this time, the man God had cut off the contact, and the man God's arm fell down and was respectfully caught by the great priest.

He raised his scepter, glanced at the excited barbarians, and said in an old voice, "the law of the barbarian God, leave here immediately, return to the wasteland City, and wait for the return of the barbarian God."

Those savages dare not refuse.

"Unexpectedly, the pretty God was not dead. He was really contacted." The Golden Book sighed with emotion.

"I don't know how many masters like barbarian gods were hidden somewhere in the flood and famine period." Sun Yi asked.

"There must be several ancient beings, but they will never exceed the number of first-hand ones. Those outer civilizations are afraid of those ancient beings, otherwise the Lord of Jiutian has long been crushed by those outer civilizations."

"The more strong, the safer the nine days."

Sun Yi responded, looking at the high priest and seeing that his body was trembling, obviously excited by the will of the barbarian God.

Just as the barbarians were busy preparing to leave here, a thunderous explosion sounded in the void.

"Barbarians, I still want to leave. I will kill you here today!"

In the void, five people appeared out of thin air. Two of them were full of God and stared coldly at the barbarian tribe with fierce anger.

These five people are half worshippers, two of them are half worshippers of the protoss, and the other three are half worshippers of the blood clan, the holy grain clan and the heaven clan. This time, they gathered the most powerful force in the area of the golden tattoo city to kill the barbarians.

Not only them, but also ancient chariots appeared in the void. A strong man of several ethnic groups came to the barbarians in an ancient chariot. There are hundreds of strong emperors.

The terrible smell almost broke the sky and crushed everything.

Originally, they didn't intend to come to the barbarians at this time, but the Lord ordered them to kill the barbarians immediately.

"Is it up to you? Want to bully less with more! "

Zhan man's half respect was the most grumpy. His trembling muscles represented his anger. He directly waved his fist, stepped into the void and glared at the alien strongmen in front of him.

"Can't the five and a half dignitaries crush you a mere barbarian?"

Half of the protoss looked coldly. It was these hateful Terrans that made him lose face. The people of the whole golden tattoo City knew that his Protoss was infiltrated by Terrans and stole divine power, and they were laughing at them.

The face of the protoss is above all else. For them, a holy pool is nothing, but being laughed at is hard for them to accept.

"One is dying and the other has just broken through. Only those who are strong enough to destroy."

The face of the half statue of the Jinwen family is covered with golden lines, and the swirls around rise out of thin air. There is a terrible power to destroy everything.

"Jinwen family half respect, take my fist."

Zhan man half Zun roared, turned into a black light, waved his terrible fist and directly rushed to Jinwen half Zun

"What's the use of resistance!"

The golden grain half statue's terror and golden awn interweave into the power of the Golden Road, which turns into a golden light group and collides with Zhan man's fist.

The terrible force erupted like a tsunami at this moment. The power of the two collided was like the destruction of the world. The void collapsed inch by inch, resulting in a huge gap of 100 meters, in which the space overflowed.

Their afterwaves spread out, and those tens of thousands of high mountains disappeared at this moment, and the whole barbarians were wiped out.

The high priest reacted quickly. The wand of the barbarian God was clicked, and the high barbarian skill was turned into a shield to cover the barbarian tribes to prevent them from being destroyed by those aftershocks.

Fortunately, the will of the barbarian God was issued. Most of the barbarian people were near the temple, otherwise it would be terrible to cover it.

Zhan man half Zun fights again with his fist, smashing pieces of space with one fist, and the terrorist force directly kills Jin Wen half Zun.

"Presumptuous, just one and a half respects."

Under the joint efforts of the half Reverend of the protoss, the terrible God covered the heaven and earth and turned into the most roaring force to sprint away.

The blood gas is overwhelming, the war intention is Pengbai. The barbarian warrior has great strength, especially the Zhanman banzun. The brave fist destroys the withered and decayed, destroys everything, and directly smashes those obstacles.

The afterwave spread, except the temple, which was protected by the high priest with barbaric skills.

The rest of the area was covered by the aftershocks and destroyed inch by inch. All the barbarian houses were destroyed.

"The bloodthirsty of barbarism."

The high priest used the last strength in his body to help Zhan manban Zun. When the black light crossed, Zhan manban Zun became more bloodthirsty, his eyes were full of red light, and his combat effectiveness doubled.

This is the barbarian art, especially the half blessing. That power is even more terrible.

Even with one person's strength, the three and a half zuns fell slightly into the disadvantage, but everyone knew that this was only temporary. The barbaric art urged his potential and physical strength.

If the time is prolonged, the defeat must be Zhan manban Zun.

The battle between the half masters, others can't insert.

"The battle between the banzun fell apart and destroyed everything. It's terrible." Sun Yi stood trembling below, his body trembling unconsciously.

Bing Xin was trembling beside her, and Sun Yi held her little hand tightly.

With a flick, the earth can be wiped out. The Taoist emperor is as fragile as an ant in front of them.

"I'll help Zhan manbanzun!" Tuobafeng, the newly promoted half, was furious and wanted to rush to the sky, but was stopped by the high priest: "no, what we need to do is not to fight them, but to leave here as soon as possible."

"High priest, they are fierce. It's hard for us to leave."

Tuoba Feng's face was cold. Five and a half zuns, what a powerful force, it's really hard to leave.

"Hehe, I still have one month's birthday. Let me pull a half statue on my back before I die."

The high priest gazed into the sky with a deep light. He was ready to sacrifice himself to save the whole barbarian.

It is impossible for the barbarians to accompany this group to fight to the death. Especially after the barbarian God issued the decree, they have to wait for the return of the barbarian God.