Fairy Desire

Wash the world with snow!Just when Meng Xiang was about to launch the most powerful move in the Wanxiang sword technique to cut all the barbarian warriors into pieces, he suddenly heard a desolate and strange singing.

Meng Xiang suppressed the long knife and looked in the direction of the singing, it was Mustache.At this time, his hair was disheveled, his body was soaked in blood, and he was dancing crazily on top of the big drum. The dance was extremely weird. While doing all kinds of weird moves, he would slap his face from time to time, as if he was crazy.

The singing sound is vast and ancient, as if it did not come from the mouth of the little beard, but from ancient times, from the ancient barbaric era through time and space.Although Meng Xiang couldn't understand a single word, he could clearly feel its power, which stimulated the wild power in the human body.

Meng Xiang knew that Mustache's singing was not aimed at him, but the blood in his body seemed to be gradually boiling, and a wild force rose up in his body.

Gradually, he had an urge to smash everything in front of him, even a mountain, he would smash it to pieces, no one or anything could stop him.

Meng Xiang suppressed this urge to destroy everything with reason.At the same time, he was also very puzzled, how could the singing of the mustache have an effect by itself?But he didn't have time to explore the reason, because the barbarian warriors around him had undergone new changes.

There was a red light in their bodies, and it was very thick, like blood, flowing everywhere.After a short time, they all dried up and solidified, forming crude armor that protected some vital parts of their bodies.

At the same time, the muscles on their bodies also swelled up, increasing their size by at least one-third. Coupled with the simple but sturdy armor on their bodies, their aura was greatly enhanced. They seem to have turned into a group of bloodthirsty beasts, ready to tear apart all enemies with their fangs and claws.

Boom... There was a sudden rush of drumbeats in the singing, and every sound was like beating on the heart, making people's blood rush and blood boil.

Amidst the sound of the drums, those barbarian warriors changed their previous swarming tactics, and instead formed a strange formation.At the same time, a strange breath flowed between them.Meng Xiang could feel that they seemed to be a whole, and their aura was like a snowball, growing rapidly, causing him a great sense of oppression.

Meng Xiang knew that he could no longer remain indifferent. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, shot out of his body, and swung his long knife to strike at the barbarian warrior who was closest to him.

The long knife was cut at the waist of the barbarian warrior.Through the previous attack, Meng Xiang found that cutting off the opponent's waist was the most practical and efficient attack method. Even if the opponent would not die because of his strong vitality, it would be difficult to recover his combat power in a short time.

With a click, the long knife cut into the waist of the barbarian warrior, but it didn't cut it in two, but cut in more than a third.Meng Xiang felt as if his knife had been cut into a big wet log, it was tough and spongy.

Before the hit barbarian warrior slashed at him with his knife, Meng Xiang shook his wrist violently, and a forceful force erupted from the knife, knocking the barbarian warrior stuck on the knife into the air, and slammed into him fiercely. the crowd behind him.

According to the previous situation, the force Meng Xiang exerted was enough to cause the barbarian warrior who was hit by the knife to bump into a group of people.This time it was different, a strange wave flashed across them, and he was sent flying, but they didn't move at all.

Meng Xiang found that the physical strength of the barbarian warrior he hit hadn't increased much, at most doubled.What really hindered his attack was the dark red armor on them, which had extraordinary toughness.

Boom... The sound of the drum became more and more rapid, and it revealed a soaring fighting spirit and murderous intent.Those barbarian warriors responded and launched a fierce attack on Meng Xiang before he could attack.

when!Accompanied by a deafening bang, a new round of confrontation between Meng Xiang and the barbarian warrior started again.Meng Xiang swung his knife and split a stone spear that was stabbing at his chest, but his arm also trembled, and he took two steps back.

Looking at the barbarian warrior who just swayed slightly, Meng Xiang laughed. Not only did the other party's breath become one, but they themselves became one.When attacking, everyone's power is gathered into one point, and when counterattacked, it is shared by everyone.

Dangdang... After a series of explosions, Meng Xiang had retreated more than twenty steps.Mustache, who is always paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield, finally secretly heaves a sigh of relief: it turns out that the power of this monster is not endless.

But after thinking about it, he still couldn't help taking a deep breath. Now he has connected more than two hundred barbarian warriors into one body. Although he still can't use [-]% of their power, but [-]% of the total power is can be done.

Although Meng Xiang was forced to retreat by those barbarian warriors, it could be seen that he was not powerless to fight back.According to the current situation, he can achieve this step. It is conservatively estimated that his strength must be at least [-]% of the combined efforts of two hundred barbarian warriors.

After the current barbarian warriors were stimulated by his mysterious war song, their strength surged by at least ten times. Anyone can easily defeat him in strength, but Meng Xiang can resist their onslaught, and It doesn't seem too strenuous.

From this he could deduce that Meng Xiang's strength was at least five hundred times stronger than his.A person whose cultivation base is a whole realm lower than his own is actually [-] times stronger than his own. Mustache can hardly believe himself, but the reality is the reality.

Mustache once again had the idea of ​​running away.As for obtaining the treasure on Meng Xiang's body, he didn't even think about it, because he could feel that if he continued to fight this monster, even if he was not defeated by him, he would collapse because he couldn't bear the continuous blows.

Unfortunately, he knew he had nowhere to go.Ever since he entered this strange place, he has detected it with his divine sense. There is actually an invisible barrier around the arena where he is located, and it is extremely strong. With his strength, there is not even a single bit of barrier that can be broken. possible.

So he can only hope to defeat Meng Xiang to see if things will turn around, but the situation makes him very desperate. He was originally a small person who he thought could be manipulated at will, but turned into a terrifying predator. .

After Meng Xiang took a step back from No.30, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mustache.Mustache seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water suddenly, his body tightened suddenly, and he shivered involuntarily.

With the advantage of standing on the big drum, Mustache passed the tall and strong barbarian warrior and clearly saw Meng Xiang's eyes.But he didn't see the specific shape of his eyes, what caught his eyes were two flames, two raging flames of fighting spirit, the intensity was enough to burn everything.

Mustache's heart trembled for no reason, he felt that things were going to change again, and it would definitely not be beneficial to him.Many times, what you worry about often happens.

"Ah!" Meng Xiang raised his head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar. Transparent waves of sound gushed out from his mouth and spread rapidly in all directions, causing the air to fluctuate violently, and finally formed a strong wind, circling and agitating on the ring , whirring, making the atmosphere even more tense.

At this time, Meng Xiang had already undergone a new change in the eyes of Xiao Huzi. The muscles on his body swelled rapidly, tearing his clothes, revealing a body as strong as a mountain. His arms and thighs were like four iron pillars, full of terrifying explosive power. .

However, it wasn't the muscles on Meng Xiang's body that attracted the attention of Mustache the most. He had seen people with more terrifying muscles than him because of practicing special exercises, even though his muscles and figure were full of the beauty of a strong force.

Dragon scale?Dragon blood?Mustache almost bit his own tongue.He finally understood why Meng Xiang had such great power.Dragons are ancient divine beasts. Although due to various reasons, their direct bloodlines are no longer visible, but even if they are branch bloodlines, or even lower mixed bloodlines, as long as they touch a little bit, their bodies will be greatly strengthened .You must know that dragons are also one of the well-deserved overlords even in the barbaric era where terrifying giant beasts are rampant, and what makes them stand out is their powerful body.

But soon Mustache frowned. Although the scales that emerged from Meng Xiang's body were very clear and firm, they were multi-colored, with white, green, black, red, and yellow brilliance constantly flowing.

More importantly, apart from the scale armor on his body, there was no other sign of dragon transformation.For example, the most common characteristics of dragons such as dragon claws, dragon horns, and longan eyes, he has none of them.

Could it be that he is not the blood of the dragon, just because he has practiced a special technique?But he could clearly feel a strong coercion from his body that made him shudder, the feeling of encountering a natural enemy, absolutely not wrong.

Just when the little beard couldn't figure it out, Meng Xiang yelled again, his voice full of anger.After he released the wild power rising from his body because of Mustache's singing, he found that his mentality also changed subtly.

In his eyes, those barbarian warriors are a group of dismissive little bugs. Their attacks on him are serious provocation and contempt for him, which makes him extremely angry. It feels like a tiger being bearded by a rabbit.

"Ah!" Meng Xiang raised his long knife high and slashed at the barbarian warriors who were pressing on him.Like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, it accurately hit one of the tallest barbarian warriors in front of the team and stabbed him with a stone spear.

In an instant, everything between heaven and earth, at least the entire arena became deathly silent, the sound of drums, singing, wind, breathing... all disappeared, and even the air froze.

Time seems so long, but in fact it is only a short moment.Immediately afterwards, a loud bang exploded in the ring between Meng Xiang and the barbarian warrior, but its loudness had already surpassed the hearing limit of Mustache, he couldn't hear anything, he could only see the damage caused by the violent blow .

First came the stone spear that clashed with the long knife in Meng Xiang's hand, and it was shattered inch by inch, followed by more than [-] barbarian warriors connected as one. Under the action of the shock wave, they flew out one after another.

The barbarian warrior who fought directly with Meng Xiang and some of the barbarian warriors who were closer to him were unable to withstand the terrifying power that penetrated into their bodies in an instant, so they fell apart one after another. In the process of flying backwards, they shattered into countless small pieces. .

"Haha..." Meng Xiang raised his long knife high and let out a thunderous laugh, his heart filled with indescribable joy and comfort.