The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Song Xingyuan's divine avatar went to the Liuli Jinguang Pagoda, and the deity took Chi You and others to the place where Zhu Rong was imprisoned.

On the way here, they had found out from the cavalry leader where Zhu Rong was imprisoned, and with the familiar Lieyanshi, they soon came outside the prison.

In the darkness, the lights outside the cell were suddenly brightly lit.

There were crowds of people on the wall, each of them was a very strange tortoiseshell man with a bald head and sharp ears, holding a long bow, but there was no arrow on the string.

Several rows of barbarian beauties in colorful clothes entered through the round gates on the surrounding red walls, playing flutes horizontally, or holding stringed zithers in their arms, smiling sweetly and winking.

As for the first few people, except for a flirtatious and gorgeous barbarian woman in colorful clothes, the other three are more human-like than the other.

One person looked like a huge chimpanzee, with red eyes like blood, glaring at Song Xing and the others viciously, with a long mouth chewing constantly, and a pair of long furry arms sometimes scratching the armpit and sometimes scratching the buttocks.

One person is like a big bird, with long feathers and short feathers all over the body, sharp beak and round eyes, a pair of huge wings slowly open, flutter slightly, and then slowly close.

Under the wings, a pair of long arms are knotted with muscles, holding two sharp copper vertebrae tightly in their hands.

The last person was also a tortoiseshell man with a round head and short legs, carrying a longbow on his back. He stared blankly at them and remained silent.

Lie Yanshi's lips moved, introducing the identities of these people to Song Xing and the others via sound transmission.

It turned out that the four of them were all barbarian masters of the thirteen tribes in the Southern Wilderness.

The seductive woman in colorful clothes is Mandolin, one of the three chiefs of the Luanfeng tribe in the Southern Wilderness, who is famous for singing and dancing.

The chimpanzee-like monster is Mao Jinguang, the number one expert in the Southern Wilderness Xiaoyang Kingdom. He likes to eat human flesh and is extremely ferocious.

The birdman is Zhitianyu from the Nanhuang Yumin Kingdom. Yuminguo is the same as the Yiren of the East China Sea. They are weird in nature, cruel in temperament, and make a living by plundering.

The last person was the chieftain of the hundreds of turtle shell people on the wall, the chief shooter of the Southern Wilderness tribe.

The mythical human race is good at shadowless arrows, the arrows are invisible, sharp and accurate, they are the best archers in the world, and their archers are called "innuendo".

Lie Yanshi whispered and said worriedly: "These are the best masters in the barbarians' respective countries, but they can only guard the outside of the cell. There may be stronger guards inside."

Song Xing looked at Chi You and Tuobaye, who were eager to try, and laughed loudly: "Sending these cats and dogs just to stop us, Lie Biguangsheng is too contemptuous of us."

Chi You laughed loudly: "Brother Song, let's see which of us takes down these turtle eggs first!"

After all, he pulled out the Longevity Saber from behind, and slashed at Zhong Chong!

The air of the sword flew across the sky, beheading the four people on the opposite side, and the violent fluctuation of true energy swept all directions.

The archer let out a roar, swung his arm and raised his bow, bent his bow and set an arrow, and shook his right arm vigorously, "Whoosh", a sharp arrow flashing blue aura shot out.

The arrow shot out like lightning, cut through the void, and let out a shrill howl. In the blink of an eye, the arrow reached Tuobaye.

Before the arrow arrived, Tuobaye felt his hair stand on end, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake, and the crisis was suddenly approaching.

Tuoba Yechang smiled and said: "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife."

As soon as the words fell, countless green vines emerged from the ground in front of him, blocking the archer's arrows.

The vines were as thick as a horned dragon, green and gleaming, exuding a sinister aura, very tough, withstood the archer's arrow.

Afterwards, Tuobaye flicked the five fingers of his left hand repeatedly, wisps of green energy surged like a tide, and enveloped the archer.

The archer's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly drew back to avoid the erosion of these green qi.

Chi You took advantage of the victory to pursue, stepping on Yu steps, holding the long-lived sword in his hand, like a dragon overturning the river, the sword is turbulent, and when he cut it down, it turned into nine sword lights, gathered on the archer's head.

Mao Jinguang smiled contemptuously, stepped in front of Chi You, and shook his fists, "Boom" and "Boom", two hammer-like fists hit the nine sword lights.

In an instant, the nine blade lights dissipated and disappeared, and Mao Jinguang's fist strength was also removed. He retreated seven steps in a row, and just now he stabilized his heels, with a look of shock on his face.

Although he knew from Lie Biguangsheng that the strength of the young man in front of him was not weak, he did not expect it to be this high. The few knives just now were extremely heavy, it was like two hills colliding, the gap was astonishing.

Chi You saw that his saber strength was stopped, the evil spirit flashed in his eyes again, and the Longevity Saber swung down again, the speed of this saber was faster than Ben Lei, and the point of the blade was exactly between Mao Jinguang's eyebrows.

Mao Jinguang's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked up, trying to avoid it.

Who knows that Chi You's target is not his forehead, but his chest.

His chest was sliced ​​open by Chi You, the inside of his chest was bloody, and his intestines, stomach and lungs were completely shattered.

"Pfft."

Chi You's blade pierced Mao Jinguang's throat mercilessly, spraying out a column of blood.

"boom."

The corpse fell, splashing a bloody rose.

Mao Jinguang died tragically!
Zhi Tianyu, with wings on his back, was about to step forward to support Mao Jinguang, but he saw that Mao Jinguang had already died under Chi You's sword. in the cell.

"Leave me!"

Zhi Tianyu let out an angry roar, and the double cone in his hand, which was heavier than the mountains, smashed towards the back of the figure like lightning.

Just when Zhi Tianyu made a move, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart, and a huge bronze-colored tentacle had pierced his chest.

Zhi Tianyu looked down at the blood flowing out of the bronze tentacles, which was quickly absorbed, with disbelief in his eyes: "When!"

Then, more bronze tendrils pierced his body, tearing it into countless pieces in an instant. At the same time, the mythical archers standing on the cell wall were torn to pieces by the sudden appearance of the Nine Death Shocking Mausoleum Armor.

The smile froze on Mandolin's face. Looking at Zhi Tianyu's tragic death in front of the cell, and seeing Song Xing rushing towards the cell like a demon god, he felt the force that could almost tear apart the void. Killing terror.

Mandolin opened its mouth and let out a scream, and sound waves visible to the naked eye spread in the air, attacking Song Xing.

The sound waves contained mysterious power, causing ripples in the air to attack the physical body.

The cultivation of the mandolin is good, and the power of mind has reached the realm of transcendence and holiness. The attack of the voice of the gods is unpredictable, and it is impossible to guard against.

Relying on these secret techniques, mandolin dominates the southern barbarians, with few rivals.

But what surprised her was that when those sonic attacks touched Song Xing's body, they were bounced off by an invisible force, and they couldn't even break through the defense of Song Xing's body.

Mandolin's eyes were shocked, without even thinking about it, he stepped lightly, his body was already flying backwards, and he was about to retreat directly into the prison room.

She is fast, Song Xing's speed is even faster!

In Mandolin's horrified eyes, Song Xing's casually protruding palm was magnified infinitely in front of her eyes. Just before she stepped into the cell, that palm had already lightly landed on her forehead.

Snapped!
Accompanied by a slight cracking sound, Mandolin's head was smashed like a watermelon with a palm, and the blood and water mixed with red and white things fell into the cell behind him.