Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 77 What is Fierce?

This was an exaggerated scene, but with a single slap, the genius boy of the Nanshan tribe flew upside down and slammed into a rock beside him.

Although everything in the False God Realm is transformed by spiritual power, other than that, everything inside is no different from the real world, especially the pain, what is real cannot be more real.

A violent collision struck, and the huge rock suddenly collapsed. The two forces joined together, and the genius boy of the Nanshan tribe bared his teeth and screamed in pain. His entire shoulder collapsed, and his arms hung limply on the above.

"What happened just now? Could it be that I'm blind?"

"Fellow Daoist, count me in, I feel like my eyes are not working very well!"

There were exclamations from the crowd, shocked by this scene.

It is really that the change of painting style is too sudden, just such a slap, in their opinion, the geniuses of the Nanshan clan who are enough to become the arrogance of heaven can't resist, and they are slapped away like a fly, which makes many people Haven't responded yet.

The boy's Bai Yueguang did the same, covering his mouth with his hands, his face was pale, and he didn't know what to think.

"You guys are too arrogant."

Just when Tuwazi was about to gain power and rush forward to give this genius of the Nanshan tribe a combined package of one hundred and eighty punches, a thunderous explosion appeared in the void.

next moment,
A stream of light streaked across the sky, the runes flickered, and the brilliance was dazzling, rushing straight.

It turned out to be a deer antler, as long as half a person, rushing from a high altitude at a high speed, the whole body was hot and red, like a blood-colored spear, exuding burning and fierce power, and the evil aura was compelling.

"It seems to be a treasure from an ancient remnant. It is so powerful that it can be used as a township." Someone exclaimed.

Noble Phantasms are formed from the precious bones of ferocious beasts. Although the runes are dissipated and restrained, they possess powerful power. Each Noble Phantasm is very precious. If they can make a move at a critical moment, it should be the emergence of a strong man from the Nanshan clan.

"Barbarians, you just wait to die!"

The talented boy of Nanshan nationality who was slapped and sent flying by the Tuwazi struggled to crawl out of the mound, without caring about wiping the blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth, he sneered and opened his mouth directly.

Let him lose face in front of so many people, and not crush these two people, it is really hard to quell the hatred in his heart.

"Dequan, I'm coming!"

In the back, Gu Chen's eyes were deep, and there was a faint flash of electricity, which was breathtaking, condensed with the tall phantom behind him, jumped up, and rushed straight to the antler.

In the air, the boy's body suddenly became several times larger, and his whole body was surrounded by gray-white brilliance.

This is the fierce ape body treasure technique, which can greatly improve one's own strength and defense, and it was displayed immediately.

The runes in Gu Chen's hands were boiling, shining with the sun's rays, dazzling, directly shaking the antlers.

The runes collided with each other, the sound was earth-shattering, and the bright red runes fell all over the sky, as if the flames were burning.

"Bang..." came a muffled sound, and the antlers that seemed to be unstoppable when they rushed down at a high speed were really blocked, not only delaying the attack, but even being caught in Gu Chen's hand.

"Buzz!"

The antlers shook violently, red clouds filled the sky, bursting out with dazzling red light, dyeing the sky red, desperately wanting to break free from Gu Chen's palm.

But the palm of the young man was as stable as iron tongs, even if the antlers struggled desperately, it would be of no avail, and they were still firmly grasped by him.

The antlers whimpered and continued to struggle for a few minutes, as if resigned to their fate, and finally calmed down, no longer resisting.

"Chen, I really have you. If you can't grab those rune treasure bones, you can still do business with this treasure treasure!" Tuwazi reacted, and couldn't help but smile again.

Don't care what it is, just take something for free.

"This is the treasure of my Nanshan clan. Have you eaten the bear heart and leopard guts? If you dare to take it away, are you afraid that my Nanshan clan will come to you in the future and step you down?"

A black shadow flew out, it was a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe, his face was full of horror at the moment, and cold sweat was even dripping on his forehead.

He never imagined that this boy actually resisted the attack of the treasure with his body, not only that, he even snatched it away, even if he called for the treasure for a long time, he still couldn't get him out of trouble.

What frightened him the most was that the treasures of the family actually accepted their fate and cut off contact with him.

This is an unprecedented event, but it took him a lot of effort to bring it into the False God Realm. If he lost it here, even his own identity would not be able to bear the anger of the clan.

"I'm afraid you are a hammer, do you know where the little man is? Since you can't use this treasure, then we will keep it for you."

Tuwazi is very arrogant, Master Liushen told them when they came, that people in the False God Realm are from all over the world, and they may not even be able to reach each other in their entire lives.

He can't even see it in the real world, and with his character, naturally there is nothing to be afraid of.

"You!" The middle-aged man pursed his lips, a little angry, and Xuan stopped talking nonsense, and directly resorted to the treasure technique to get back the treasure.

Not to be outdone, Tuwazi took the first step and rushed up, his fists came down like a violent storm, clanging, and the vibrating fields were shaking.

"How could the physical body be so strong!"

The more the middle-aged man beats, the more frightened he gets, and the more he beats, the more chilled he becomes.

He is a great monk who has stepped into the inscription pattern. Although he was imprisoned in the blood-moving realm by this initial land, it is not comparable to ordinary blood-moving monks.

At this level, he was proud enough to be proud of others, but he only punched this little kid in front of him a few times. He actually felt like he was being hit by a towering mountain range, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

Before the middle-aged man came back to his senses, Tuwazi attacked again, his fist was filled with runes, and the gray-white mist seemed to materialize.

He compressed all the fierce ape bodies in one place, and the boost he obtained was even stronger.

"When", "When..."

There was a scream, the force was too strong, the middle-aged man couldn't resist it at all, his chest was pierced directly, his heart burst in an instant, half of his body's bones were broken, and there was a crisp crackling sound, fresh bloody.

It wasn't over yet, Tuwazi jumped up again, swung his calf and hit the man's head hard again.

The huge impact hit, even the air was kicked, and there was a whining sound. The middle-aged man's head exploded out of thin air, turned into ashes, and was annihilated on the spot.

"Fizz!"

All the people watching the battle couldn't help but gasped, with horror on their faces.

Although death in the False God Realm is not really dead, it can be recovered after a few months of cultivation.

But... this brat is too ruthless, he digs his heart and kicks his head, he has a clear goal, and his moves are deadly.

　It’s freshly baked, it’s too slow to write by hand, it’s already past one o’clock in the morning...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)