Swallowing the Starry Sky: You can’t run away from the mountain guest

Chapter 459 The temptation of the free starry sky

Snapped!

A dragon's tail swept out and slapped the high priest's face hard, causing ripples in the force field.

The high priest tried to fight back with the scepter in his hand.

However, the secret techniques of the two sides' moves were too far apart. He only had the advantage in cultivation, but not in strength and speed.

In front of Bai Yang, the scepter looked as tender as a stick used by a child to chop and kill.

He seized the opportunity and launched a series of counterattacks.

The offensive was continuous, with a dragon tail and two long swords attacking the enemy in cycles.

The intensive collision sound directly shook all directions.

Not only did Bai Yang not be hurt at all, but he was hit several times.

The high priest was so frightened that he no longer dared to act rashly and could only rely on this turtle shell to protect himself.

When Bai Yang saw that the attack was not going well, he showed no intention of stopping and becoming discouraged.

The golden robe on the enemy's body was used to defend so quickly, and the energy consumed was absolutely astronomical!

The high priest can't hold on for long!

Everyone present has already seen this situation.

The morale of the indigenous people dropped sharply, and the Vietnam War became even more unfavorable.

For many of them, their divine power has been burned to the critical point of losing 30%.

In a few moments, their combat effectiveness will drop to less than 50%, and it will be one-sided!

The high priest was so anxious that he decided to distance himself and escape.

But the binding power of the heavy treasures in the surrounding areas firmly controls him!

Now he can't teleport or teleport!

"Ah! I don't..."

As a scream came out, the high priest's heart trembled.

That's one of his right-hand men!

With the cultivation of a high-level king, it seems that he can't hold on anymore!

A falling snowflake can cause an avalanche!

King Jiu Jian and the others had stopped burning their divine power at this time, but under the raging black fire and purple light, they still had the absolute upper hand.

But the collapse speed of the indigenous people is getting faster and faster.

The high priest said quickly: "Retreat! You can escape!"

It was already too late, as native immortals were constantly beaten into coma, or suppressed by the power of the world and lost their ability to fight.

At this time, Bai Yang's mechanical army came in handy, taking care of them one by one who had exhausted their magical power.

The high priest suddenly stopped moving and no longer tried to resist.

Even after being hit several times by Bai Yang, he gritted his teeth and did not try to fight back.

"I surrender!"

Bai Yang's three bodies surrounded him at the core, with long swords and dragon tails waiting for opportunities to move.

He asked warily: "Aren't you going to try to burn your divine power for a last ditch effort?"

The high priest's face was full of slump, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years.

"It's useless, this way I can't be your opponent to the nine peak kings.

The best of my clan are all here, and I can't abandon them.

I am willing to surrender, I just ask you to let these people go. "

As soon as these words came out, the immortal natives who were lying on the ground and still had some consciousness cried loudly:

"High Priest, don't worry about us!"

"Just run away alone!"

"If you are here, the tribe is still here!"

King Jiu Jian shouted angrily: "Don't make any noise!"

Suddenly jumping in front of the people who shouted the loudest, a ball of black fire was thrown.

They were so burned that they screamed and couldn't talk anymore.

Bai Yang took one look at his expression and said:

"Throw away all these secret pattern weapons."

The high priest immediately obeyed and took off the laurel crown on his head, the scepter in his hand, the two long swords, and the golden robe.

He even took out a strange metal instrument that Bai Yang had never seen before. It was floating in the air and slowly flying towards him.

Bai Yang took out a blank world ring and put them in.

Beside him, the six peak kings were on full alert while taking out various magical power-restoring treasures and taking them.

In just a moment, a lot of the power they had consumed before was restored.

Seeing this situation, those native immortals were completely desperate!

Seeing how cooperative he was, Bai Yang was somewhat appreciative: "You are really aware of current affairs."

The high priest looked sad and said:

"My mistake almost ruined the entire tribe, and I must pay the price.

And I'm also betting that surrendering to you might be an opportunity for our clan. "

Bai Yang asked curiously: "What do you want to bet on?"

The high priest performed a formal kneeling ceremony to Bai Yang with a very solemn expression.

All the natives suddenly burst into tears when they saw that the high priest, who was like a god in their minds, actually gave such a gift to a foreign race.

Bai Yang ignored their noise and was more curious.

The high priest stood up and said to Bai Yang:

"You can give your servants two treasures. As far as I know, this is a very incredible thing.

I am confident that I am more useful than that person, and I am betting on a free starry sky. "

When King Jiu Jian heard this, he glared at him fiercely from behind, but did not dare to say anything.

The high priest looked at Bai Yang and said sincerely:

“With your status, you might be able to give our clan a normal space in the universe.

Our clan is too declining, and we must get rid of this state of survival. "

Bai Yang glanced at him and said, "So you know the secret of the energy of the universe."

The high priest nodded: "If a tribe wants to develop, it cannot cower in the Kingdom of God.

The development of our clan has reached its normal limit.

If you don't enter the normal starry sky, you will never get ahead. "

Bai Yang smiled and said, "What if I don't agree?"

The high priest said: "Your servants are actually from the other three peak ethnic groups, right?

You can tolerate them, and you won't make things difficult for my people.

As long as you are willing to leave a few people behind, my race will not be completely destroyed. "

Bai Yang thought for a moment, and suddenly threw a "Secret Technique of Ten Thousand Hearts and Soul Control" towards the opposite side.

The high priest was caught off guard and naturally resisted, deflecting the attack.

He immediately realized what it was and quickly lowered his head, showing an expression of surrender.

Bai Yang showed no mercy and repeated his old tricks again.

The limit of being a king in terms of soul, even if he is willing to cooperate.

But driven by instinct, he can also resist other people's soul control.

Bai Yang tried more than thirty times in a row and spent more than seven minutes before he finally succeeded in controlling the opponent.

He directly threw the ring that contained the secret pattern weapon to the opposite side.

Then he ordered: "Qiujia, come and open the remaining treasure house."

The high priest whose real name is Qiu Jia regained his belongings.

With a sweep of his mind, he took all the native immortals back into his rings.

Looking at the Immortal Legion, which was barely close to 400 people, he felt a little comforted.

Fortunately, I surrendered quickly, and I quickly agreed after hearing this.

At this time, the entire interior of the sacrificial tower was in a mess.

The remaining two treasure rooms made of G9 metal cannot be hidden at all.

Qiu Jia took the letter talismans from Bai Yang and opened them all with great ease.

Bai Yang knew the native's wish, and after accepting the chain treasure box he handed over, he asked him to go to the inheritance room to accept the inheritance.

He was not anxious to look at the box. Instead, he was very interested in the entire sacrificial tower and this special space layer.

Bai Yang decided to temporarily settle here as his base.

"Once the things are taken away, the tower will be useless."

Tens of thousands of mechanical legions received new orders and swarmed toward the remaining metal of the sacrificial tower like locusts.

A few hours later, Qiujia returned after receiving the inheritance.

Bai Yang took him into the inner world, and it was time to see the real treasures of the indigenous people.

(End of this chapter)