Barbarian Throne

Back in Blackwater City, Aldan Wildhammer failed to attack the realm of the Fighting Saint. He exhausted his vitality and his cultivation level plummeted. If Zhang Debiao hadn't appeared and taught him the rhythm of Pluto's heart, he might have died at any time.

From Aldan's experience, we can know that attacking the saint's realm is an extremely dangerous thing.

But this does not apply to Zhang Debiao.

His physical body has been trained to perfection, and his physique has already been strong enough to be almost the same as that of a Dou Sheng. What's more, his cultivation has increased dramatically at this moment, almost equivalent to a replica of a Dou Sheng, and his attack power is even more powerful than that of a Dou Sheng, impacting the realm of Saints. Failure would mean death or serious injury to others, but for him, it was much easier.

Let me ask you, if a fighting saint fails to attack the saint's domain, how much damage will he suffer?

Therefore, Zhang Debiao was only slightly injured and his vitality was not damaged.

The two finally arrived at the chaotic gray layer. Zhang Debiao looked up and saw streaks of thunder and lightning moving back and forth in the darkness, making a muffled crackling sound and lighting up one after another, illuminating one space after another.

This is the gray layer of chaos, the final battlefield where the ancient strong men fought against the demon god Pazu and the four great generals who guarded the Demon Palace. The four great generals and countless ancient powerful men died here one after another, and the demon god Pazu finally fell here. .

Their explosion before death formed a cylindrical space with a radius of hundreds of miles, reaching into the sky. Because the space is constantly broken and reorganized, it is chaotic, so it is called the chaotic gray layer.

If it weren't for the strong men's fists and residual thoughts rubbing against each other to produce thunder and lightning, this place would have been pitch black, almost equivalent to a cylindrical black hole with a radius of a hundred miles. Anyone who dared to rush in would be swallowed up. If they wanted to come out, they would have no choice but to watch. Strength also depends on their luck.

Zhang Debiao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and found that the power of the fists and residual thoughts here was far less than that of the Sea of ​​Divine Punishment. It must be that those tyrannical people came here after the battle in the Sea of ​​Divine Punishment. Their cultivation was not as good as before, but because Space is not as vast as the ocean, and the density here is far higher than the Sea of ​​Scourge.

Although the Sea of ​​Scourge is dangerous, there is still a chance to breathe. If you search carefully, you may be able to find a complete way to pass through. But there is no way here. You can only face the fists and residual thoughts of the ancient strong men, and forcefully Hit it in!

Although the cultivation of those strong people has been weakened countless times, because the density is too high, even if the Dou Sheng who has cultivated to the point of rebirth of flesh and blood enters rashly, he will be attacked by the fists and residual thoughts that are constantly invading. There is no chance to repair it, and sooner or later you will die from exhaustion!

Zhang Debiao looked at the chaotic gray layer, frowned and said: "Senior Aragon, you are right, only a few saint-level powerhouses can break in together. If it is a person, I am afraid that the minimum cultivation level must reach the spiritual origin. Even the realm of Dou Qi’s origin is enough to be sure!”

Aragorn said with a smile: "Most of the experts who came to explore flew into the chaotic gray layer from above, but they never thought that the fists and residual thoughts in the sky were the densest. They could only walk honestly from the ground and receive the most attacks. They are the least. Although those people entered earlier than us, we should catch up with them soon and even reach Pazu Temple earlier than them! Ah Man, are you healed?"

Zhang Debiao immediately mobilized his fighting energy and wandered through the thirty-seven fighting energy channels in his body for a week. He nodded and said: "I have recovered, and my cultivation has been restored."

"This pervert..."

Aragorn cursed and asked doubtfully: "Where is your tiger? If it is here, it will be easier for us to break in."

"Brother Tai likes to run around. Who knows where he is now?"

Zhang Debiao said with a smile: "Don't worry about it. This guy is stronger than both of us. Even if it breaks into the gray layer, it won't be in danger. It will suffer a little at most."

Aragorn secretly curled his lips and thought: "I'm not worried about it, I'm worried about both of us!"

Zhang Debiao took the lead to walk into the chaotic gray layer. He felt the pressure around his body increase sharply. Suddenly, a sword-shaped fist struck in the air, and the twenty-meter-long sword came to the top of his head in an instant. Zhang Debiao did not dodge or parry, and allowed the knife to strike his forehead. He only heard a loud bang as the knife collided with his body, causing sparks to fly and shattering with a crash!

Zhang Debiao was also knocked back several steps by the huge force. He touched his head. The place where he was hit felt a faint pain, but there was no injury or bleeding. He turned around and said with a smile: "Senior, no problem, come in!"

"This barbarian..."

Aragorn shook his head secretly, followed him fearfully, and walked into the gray layer of chaos. He thought to himself: "You are fine. Your body is as strong as a holy dragon. If it were me, even if my head was not chopped off, my face would still be covered in blood. !”

Although he practices the Flying Dragonfly and is unimaginably fast, his physical strength is not stronger than other sword masters. Speed ​​is of little use in the gray layer. Only a strong physical body and strong and pure fighting spirit can survive. capital.

"Aman, you keep an eye on the front, I'll protect the back, let's move forward!" Aragorn said, taking out the hammer of the hill and raising his hand to smash the incoming sword energy into pieces.

Zhang Debiao also became serious. When he encountered the fist intention and the magic residual thought, he punched them into pieces. Not long after the two of them walked forward, they found that the pressure had doubled, and the power of the fist intention and magic residual thought was also much greater. points, the density also increases!

After walking forward for more than ten miles, Zhang Debiao and Aragorn had to use all their strength to resist the fists and thoughts coming from all directions.

"Aragorn, you rest for a while, I will open the way!"

Zhang Debiao roared, and the tourmaline sword rushed out of the space ring, flying around the two of them, shattering the fists and residual thoughts that came around them!

He exerted all his strength, and Aragorn finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the opportunity to recover his physical strength and fighting spirit, and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I have this pervert by my side, otherwise I would have only gone so far..."

Not long after, Zhang Debiao suddenly felt that the pressure was gone, and he came to a quiet place in the chaotic gray layer. He quickly stopped and the two of them looked up. I saw a huge golden skeleton standing on the ground in the gray layer, surrounding him within a hundred meters, without any punching intention or residual thoughts.

This golden skeleton is more than ten meters high. It is holding a sword of about the same height in both hands. The skull is hanging down, as if it is just asleep and not dead.

There was a big hole in his chest. The enemy must have torn open his chest with bare hands and crushed his heart to pieces!

Although this strong man has been dead for an unknown period of time, his bones still sparkle like gold, are full of metallic texture, and exude peerless power. It seems that even though he is dead, he still retains his fatal explosive power!

"This is... the bones and weapons of an ancient powerful man!"

Zhang Debiao and Aragorn's eyes lit up and they hurried over. Aragorn took the lead and grabbed the broad sword!

Aragorn had just snatched the big sword into his hand, and before he could be happy, he saw the big sword shattered to pieces on the ground. It was really a joy that turned out to be sad.

Zhang Debiao opened the space ring, took in all the bones of the strong man, and said with a smile: "Senior, in a battle of this intensity, not to mention legendary weapons, even pseudo-artifacts will be beaten to pieces! Only these strong men The remains are the greatest treasure!”

The bones of the ancient powerful men have been tempered by their fighting spirit, and their hardness has long exceeded that of legendary weapons. That is why they can be preserved in places like the chaotic gray layer and will not decay after countless thousands of years.

If such a skeleton is made into a weapon, its power will definitely exceed that of a legendary weapon!

Aragorn said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Aman, without the great master of alchemy, it would be useless for you to get that set of bones."

Zhang Debiao shrugged and thought to himself: "There is a great master of alchemy living in my house..." Of course, he would never say this, otherwise Aragorn would definitely give him half of the bones and then go to find Master Huoshan. , forge a legendary weapon.

"It would be great if I could integrate this strong man's bones into my own. It would be enough to save me a hundred years of practice!"

Zhang Debiao sighed. Although his demon god's real body has been initially perfected, the white bone real body of the Great Heavenly Demon lacks the skills of the Heavenly Demon's External Appearance and cannot be cultivated to the highest level. The eighth level is already at its peak state, and the bone strength is definitely not as good as this. An ancient strong man can only rely on constant tempering.

Therefore, he estimated that he would have to practice hard for another hundred years before he could reach the height of this powerful man!

"I don't know if there are any runes that can be integrated into or strengthen bones in the Twelve Warcraft rune system. If there are, this skeleton cannot be made into a weapon for the time being..."

Brother Tai is an expert in the rune system of the Twelve World of Warcraft, and Zhang Debiao also knows a little bit about it. He has not found any runes that can be fused to strengthen bones. It seems that this is just his wishful thinking.

After the two rested for a while, their physical strength recovered, and they rushed forward again. Along the way, the punches and residual thoughts left by those ancient strong men became more and more powerful, and the two felt extremely strenuous.

And on the way forward, the two found more and more corpses of strong men. However, compared with the first corpse, the bones of these strong men were not so lucky. The fists and spiritual thoughts left behind by them It was blasted into pieces, its joints scattered, and it was of no use anymore.

Zhang Debiao secretly thought it was a pity. At this point, the tourmaline sword could no longer withstand the bombardment of fists and residual thoughts, and its defense range was getting smaller and smaller.

Although Aragorn is a sword master, his attack power is too weak and he can no longer compete head-on with those fists. Zhang Debiao has to use the true form of the devil, holding a broad sword, a tourmaline knife, two maces and a large ghost-headed wild goose feather. Machetes, five legendary weapons, resisting in all directions, I was exhausted and sweating profusely in an instant, no less than the fierce battle with Aldan Wildhammer!

Aragorn stood on his shoulder, looking around, and if there was any punching intention or residual thoughts that slipped through the net, he would crush them. Zhang Debiao's demon god's true form is extremely tall, reaching a height of two feet. The Angli people are short in stature, and it is more than enough to stand on his shoulders.

boom!

A bolt of thunder fell, and Aragorn's sharp eyes suddenly found the skeleton of an ancient powerful man standing in the darkness. He quickly shouted: "Another complete skeleton! Ah Man, get there quickly, you can rest for a while!"

Zhang Debiao also discovered the skeleton and was about to go there. Suddenly, a figure quickly descended from the air and crashed in front of the skeleton. He laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to lift the skeleton, and with a movement of his mental power, a portal opened in the air, and a space ring Slowly engulfing the skeleton, he said proudly: "With this skeleton, my appearance as a demon can be improved to a higher level!"

"Elder Chiwushan of the Hades Palace?" Aragorn exclaimed when he saw the man's face.

"Put down the skeleton!"

Zhang Debiao also saw the face of the man clearly. It was the elder of the Hades Palace who had had a fight in the ancient mage tower. He roared angrily, and his mental power surged out crazily, crashing into the portal of the space ring. The two people's spirits The forces collided with each other, and the space ring of the master of the Hades Palace was immediately shattered to pieces, and the skeleton also fell to the ground!

"Who dares to do something in front of me?"

Chi Wushan was furious. He turned around and saw Aragorn standing on Zhang Debiao's shoulders. He was slightly startled and shouted angrily: "Old dwarf, it's you!"

He turned around and saw Zhang Debiao's face clearly, and couldn't help but be ecstatic. He roared, and the thick bones pierced the skin and grew outward crazily. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a white-bone demon, forming the appearance of the demon, a giant with white bones!

His Demonic White Bones True Body was even bigger than Zhang Debiao's Demonic God True Body, about one meter taller. He took a big step forward, and when his footsteps fell, the rocks were trampled so hard that they spewed out in all directions like mud. He said with a ferocious smile: " The barbarian who killed the young master? My God, you actually let me meet you here! As long as I kill you and take your head to see the Pope, I will be the next Pope!"

Zhang Debiao snorted, his shoulders shaking slightly, Aragorn flew up involuntarily and fell into the empty space around the corpse.

"Aman and Chiwushan, we are all good friends. Everything is easy to discuss. Please don't hurt the harmony by taking action!" Aragorn said anxiously.

"Amicable?"

Chi Wushan laughed loudly and said: "Old dwarf, I only had a one-time relationship with you back then, and our friendship was not so deep. This kid killed the son of the Pope of my Hades Palace. If you don't want to go against my Hades Palace, , Just stay there and don't interfere!" After saying that, the pair of giant white-bone hands of the demon's white-bone avatar suddenly grew wildly, and the knuckles intertwined to form two huge sharp cones, and they tore apart with a roar. Open up space and stab Zhang Debiao!

"Boy, you ran away last time in the Ancient Mage Tower. You won't be so lucky this time. Die!"

Zhang Debiao moved and came behind him in one step. He smashed five weapons together with a ferocious expression: "I was not your opponent last time, but this time the outcome is hard to say!"

boom!

Five weapons fell on Chi Wushan's back together, chopping, slashing, chipping or smashing, immediately beating his demon's white bone body to a state of ruin, with the bones scattered on the ground!

"A fly is dreaming? Old dwarf, you actually taught him this unique skill!" Chiwushan was knocked back hundreds of meters by this blow. He was shocked and angry. Countless bone spears shot out from his body and shot toward the phantom. The charging Zhang Debiao stabbed him!