C1080 The miserable water god descendant!

chief of the barbarians used one of the most powerful techniques of the God of Berserkers Art. The air started to tremble and warp as it reflected off the arctic rays of light.

"What a strong pressure, what terrifying strength! Ancient barbarians! Wasn't it already in decline!? "Why are you here!" Fang Hongyue was extremely shocked, with a wave of his hand, the water shield that was four to five meters away, under the effect of the gigantic axe, was activated.

BOOM!

The mountains shook and the earth quaked!

If not for the Five Elements Mountain, ordinary mountains would have already been annihilated at this moment!

Boundless amounts of air currents gushed in and Ye Qingfeng brought Su Su and ran far away from White Robe Sword Saint. The clash of quasi-fetal state was simply too terrifying.

"Sky Shattering Claw!" The Saint Dragon was aggrieved, the God's bloodline was too strong, a small ball of Lan water was enough to let him unleash all the power he could muster. After taking care of the problem, seeing the Man brothers suppressing the water god descendant, he immediately soared into the sky.

The defense of the Holy Shield constructed with Mist Water was incomparably strong! Even after receiving the wrath of the chief of the barbarians, Fang Hongyue still did not see any signs of cracking. He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart as he sneered in his eyes. The Mist Water God was not joking.

Peng peng! ~

Crack! ~

There was an ancient saying that could describe Fang Hongyue's current situation! The last straw that pressed down on his camel!

The Mist Water Divine Shield's defensive capabilities were terrifying. When Saint Dragon's dragon claw blades clashed with it, the ground shook violently and cracks appeared on the Divine Shield!

"This is bad!" Fang Hongyue was panic-stricken, the boundless power of Mist water in his body had been boosted. This was a water of laws, but it was difficult to heal the divine shield.

"Damn it!" He won't be able to bring my treasure with him! Otherwise, all of you will die without a doubt! "

Following the appearance of a gigantic mushroom cloud in the sky, light erupted from below and flames surged. Accompanying Fang Hongyue's muffled grunt, the chief of the barbarians was extremely irritable as he frantically stepped on the water god descendant beneath his feet.

"Ahahaha!" This was too f * cking great! Ancestor, I have been straightened out for the rest of my life! Beat water god descendant up like this! " The Saint Dragon let out an extremely deep howl.

It was hard for Fang Hongyue to gather his energy in his current situation. The moment the power of the Mist Water was condensed, it was immediately shattered by the chief of the barbarians's Giant Stinky Foot Mountain. His body turned into Mist Water, and the moment the Mist Water fused into his human form, it was immediately shattered.

When White Robe Sword Saint saw this, he subconsciously wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Little Feng, from what you're saying, why would chief of the barbarians listen to your words so well?"

Ye Qingfeng said with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing. The barbarian race places great importance on faith, but I am their God of Berserkers."

White Robe Sword Saint was dumbstruck, he just stood there, frozen in place.

What the hell! Aren't you the reincarnation of Buddha? Separated the Buddha Body! It was actually the God of Berserkers? What the heck!

His view of the world had been shattered! It was completely stupefied!

"Wah!" So tragic, that big brother. " Su Su covered her eyes with his hands, not daring to watch such a miserable sight. However, the gaps between his fingers were still exposed, and her watery big eyes blinked, revealing a look of interest on his face.

"Xiao Man, Saint Dragon, pay attention, don't kill that water god descendant! Since you have come as a guest to the Southern Wilderness, we should act as the host. "

Hearing Ye Qingfeng's words, White Robe Sword Saint's eyes revealed sympathy.

The chief of the barbarians's leg strength had decreased, but he realized that his brother Sheng Long's attacks were even more ruthless and wild, still laughing maniacally, his heart was confused.

"Bro, didn't Young Master say to be careful?"

"Ahaha!" "Barbarian Child, His Majesty, the Dragon Emperor, means to give you another ruthless greeting!"

"So that's how it is." The barbarian's kicks became even more vicious.