Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

As soon as these flames and lightning appeared, they immediately turned into a sea of ​​flames, and terrifying thunder and lightning enveloped the chief one after another.

Seeing this scene, the chief let out a cold snort, shook his arms, and the pattern of the big black sky on his back emitted a dazzling light, and singing voices appeared all around.

I saw huge phantoms holding hands one by one, and dancing strange dances around them, this dance was completely different from what Wu Chen had seen before.

Seeing the monstrous flames and terrifying thunder and lightning rushing towards the chief slowed down, the chief snorted coldly, and a huge six-armed statue of Mahakala appeared behind him.

There are terrifying flames emerging from the back of this statue, surrounding the statue of Mahakala.

I saw the Dahetian statue showing a ferocious smile, sucking towards the sea of ​​fire and thunder and lightning, all of which were sucked into the abdomen by the Dahetian statue, but the chief was not having a good time, his complexion became paler, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Apparently the god is connected to the chief. He was seriously injured at this moment, and he inhaled these attacks again, which caused him serious damage... 0

But before it was over, giant trees appeared from below, like vines, wrapped around the body of the Dahetian statue, and slowly moved towards the upper body, entwining the entire statue of Dahetian.

The six-armed statue of Daheitian broke free, and the vines slowly shattered.

Seeing this, the expressions of the three people on the opposite side changed.

When the shirtless man saw the statue of Dahetian, he said solemnly: "I think this statue of Dahetian should not be underestimated. Besides, Wanqiu has practiced for a long time, why don't we summon the statue too."

The old man with the skeleton hanging around his neck agreed, "That's exactly what I mean."

The shirtless man glanced at the middle-aged man in green and asked, "What about you?"

The middle-aged man in green clothes said deliberately: "You are the one with the highest morality among the three of us, just follow your orders."

Hearing this, the shirtless man twitched his lips and said, "That's it."

The three of them made gestures one after another to summon the idol.

Immediately, three huge statues appeared behind them, looking at the statue of Dahetian like sworn enemies.

The three statues couldn't hold back any longer, and they all moved towards the statue of Daheitian trapped in the giant tree.

At this time, the chief Wanqiu fought 1.4 with the three people on the opposite side.

The two sides collided and retreated one after another.

Wan Qiu vomited blood wildly, flew upside down, and landed not far from the altar.

At this time, a person next to him seemed to be holding a corpse, and walked past him step by step, towards the altar.

Looking at the three enemy leaders rushing in mid-air, Wan Qiu suddenly became anxious, and he shouted at the man holding the corpse: "Get out of here quickly."

The young man holding the corpse had a painful expression on his face, as if he didn't hear what he said.

In desperation, Wanqiu slapped the young man who was holding the corpse, but when he slapped it, there was nothing, and the man obviously dodged it easily.

"What?" Wanqiu's body was shaken, he looked at the young man holding the corpse in horror, his heart felt as if the river was overwhelmed.

Chapter 180 Wuchen made a move and beheaded the opponent

"What's going on? Who is this person?" Wan Qiu was startled.

He was very surprised that he easily dodged his palm, especially this person was very unfamiliar, he had never seen it in the tribe.

"You are?" He just opened his mouth, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the person in Wuchen's arms, seeing this person, he was shocked.

This dead body was obviously Hei Mu.

"He, why did he die?" The death of a person beside him made him feel a sense of loneliness.

But at this time, the three leaders of the enemy army roared to them, and before they arrived, they took the lead in blasting down one after another with their moves.

I saw that the sky was covered by flames, and then it rolled up and turned into a huge pillar of fire, rushing towards Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu was taken aback, he was suffering from heavy injuries and couldn't hold on for long.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sacrifice."

In the statue of the six-armed god on his back, clusters of black flames appeared from inside. The high temperature melted the surrounding things, and even the air emitted bursts of beacon smoke, engulfing the surroundings. shaded.

As soon as the black flame appeared, the pillar of fire above it blasted down.

A huge aftermath moved towards the surroundings. Countless people were blown upside down by the aftermath. The aftermath burned everyone with low morals into a mass of ashes. direction.

Seeing that this place is about to be completely turned into ruins.

However, something unexpected happened to everyone. The aftermath of the flame suddenly disappeared when it was at the altar, as if it had been erased abruptly, which was very strange.

Seeing this, the three enemy leaders looked at each other, and the shirtless man frowned and said, "This kind of flame is made by me with the strength of the three of us. Even the aftermath is not something ordinary people can resist. Is there anyone else at the altar?"

The old man with the skeleton hanging on his neck suddenly looked bright, looked at the figure on the altar and said, "See if it's that person, I see that there is only one person inside the altar."

The middle-aged man in green sneered and said, "Whoever he is, just stop us and kill them one by one."

Hearing this, the shirtless man laughed loudly, and said, "Okay, I will kill them all as you said."

Wanqiu's arms were completely severed at this time, and the black flame also disappeared at this time, without any shadow.

However, a scene that he did not expect happened.

The three men of the enemy army separated at this time, two of them rushed towards him, and the other two rushed towards Wuchen.

Seeing Wanqiu looking elsewhere, the shirtless man laughed ferociously: "Wanqiu, death is imminent, where are you going to look, take your life."

Wan Qiu turned his head suddenly, and a palm landed on his body, piercing his chest.

Countless blood dripped from his body, and he said hoarsely, "You..."

The shirtless man sneered and said: "It's okay, that person from your tribe will die soon, I will send you all to hell, and your tribe will cease to exist."

Wanqiu laughed bitterly: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the tribe would be defeated by me. I am ashamed of my ancestors."

Just as the naked man was about to say something, suddenly there was a loud bang from the altar.

Only a burst of screams could be heard, and the two tattered people were thrown over like sandbags.

The naked man sneered, and was about to say something when he suddenly found out that it was his colleague, and his expression suddenly became horrified.

He quickly turned his head and looked over, only to see a lonely figure walking out of the altar.

It seems that he has been alone all the time, his face is not happy or angry, and it seems that nothing can make him look sideways.

"You, who are you? There are people like you in the Daheitian Tribe?" The shirtless man grabbed Wanqiu, put his arm like a knife across Wanqiu's throat, and said, "Don't you Come here, come again and I will kill him."

With a blank expression on his face, Wuchen walked towards them step by step, as if nothing could stop him.

When Wanqiu saw Wuchen, a little light appeared in his eyes, and memories appeared in his mind one by one. He looked at Wuchen and thought of a person, and he said loudly: "It's you, so it was you, I know you are Who is it, you are him."

Hearing this, the shirtless man said, "He's not from the tribe, is he a foreigner?"

Wanqiu laughed loudly: "You don't need to know, you are going to die soon."

The shirtless man's expression turned angry, and he was about to say something, but when he looked at Wuchen again, he found that he had already disappeared in place, without a trace.

Seeing this scene, the shirtless man felt a thud in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

"Behind." He shouted loudly, turned his whole body around, but the back was empty, and there was no dust-free figure.

At this moment, a cold hand grabbed his arm, and a voice came: "Are you looking for me?"

"Die to me." The shirtless man roared and grabbed Wuchen.

But the palm fell over, and the speed slowed down a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye. I saw that it fell in mid-air like a baby, and didn't stretch it out.

Cold sweat dripped down, and the shirtless man cried, "Don't kill me 947, don't kill me."

Wuchen snorted coldly, and lightly slashed at the shirtless man.

Immediately, the body of the shirtless man was torn apart and turned into countless pieces of flesh.

Wan Qiu watched this scene in shock, speechless.

Both the enemy and the enemy who were struggling in the surroundings stopped their struggle one after another, looking at this scene in horror.

As the saying goes, the first to capture the dragon is to capture the head. When the leader of the enemy army dies, none of the enemy's subordinates have the slightest fighting spirit, and they are enveloped in fear.

Just like when Hu Lao died in the Great Heitian Tribe at the beginning, dark clouds enveloped the sky, making them feel no hope at all.

"Our leader is dead, all of them are dead, what should we do."

"Run away quickly, if you don't leave, we are all going to die, I don't want to die."

"How can we escape now? They are all looking at us."

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On the other hand, from the Daheitian tribe, there were bursts of explosions of joy, as if the sky had cleared after the rain, and their hearts were like a mountain full of flowers, blooming in their hearts one by one.

"The enemy leader is dead, we have won."

"That's right, we won this war, and that man is the God of War in our tribe.".

Chapter 181 Tribal God of War, turn the tide

"He turned the tide and saved our tribe, but he was too similar to the previous man."

Everyone, you speak my word.

"How is it possible?" Amon looked at Wuchen in disbelief. The person he locked in the cell was actually so powerful. He felt very guilty for his previous behavior.

There were bursts of celebratory sounds from the scene.

Wanqiu looked at Wuchen bitterly, and said: "I only heard about that man from my father's ears. His statue is in the front position. You can go and have a look. In fact, you look very similar to him. When you see him I thought you saw him."

Wuchen said coldly: "I came here to help you, just to repay Mr. Hu and Heimu."

Hearing this, Wan Qiu felt like being struck by lightning, and said, "Heimu, how do you know him?"

Wuchen shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with you. Next, I will sweep up the nearby tribes. Consider this as a kind of repayment to him."

Wanqiu's eyes showed surprise, and he felt that Wuchen's words were very possible.

Although he had just come into contact with him, through Wuchen's actions such as placing Heimu's body at the altar, he felt that Wuchen should be a person who values ​​love and righteousness.

Wanqiu burst into tears, and he burst into tears, saying: "Thank you, thank you for saving our tribe, our tribe will repay you."

Wuchen said: "Do you know that there is an altar on the rocky mountain?"

Wan Qiu thought for a while and said, "I know, I don't know what happened to this altar."

Wuchen said: "I will borrow this altar at that time, you send some people to look for it, look there, and let me know when I come back."

Wan Qiu nodded heavily and said, "Okay."

With Wanqiu's affirmation, Wuchen glanced at the enemy soldiers around him, and they all became terrified, they didn't dare to look at Wuchen, and lowered their heads one after another.

"How do you deal with them?" Wu Chen asked.

Wanqiu laughed ferociously: "Of course I want to kill them all. If they are not of my race, their hearts must be different."

Wuchen nodded, and the whole person disappeared in place without a trace.

After Wuchen left, Amon came over, he struggled for a while, and then said: "Chief, he...~."

Wanqiu was in a good mood at the moment, he said: "He went to wipe out the enemy's lair for us. Speaking of which, he is kind to us, we must take good care of him."

And Amon responded, lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

I'm afraid the psychology of guilt has already filled his head.

And Wuchen was in the sky, glanced at the direction casually, and saw that there were still heavy soldiers guarding outside the Daheitian tribe, presumably they were also enemy soldiers.

There were not many items, Wuchen grabbed his hand down, and suddenly the world changed.

I saw a huge hand like a plow, annihilating the enemy troops below one by one.

Wuchen wandered around the Daheitian tribe, and after clearing out the people, he grabbed an enemy soldier and headed towards their tribe.

In the blink of an eye, Wuchen came to the enemy's tribe.

The current Wuchen is not comparable to before, not only because Heimu passed all his cultivation to Wuchen, making Wuchen the level of the six arms of the great black sky, but also Wuchen used the method provided by Heimu.

The treasure box was retrieved, and after opening it, it was found that it was a quarter of the heart left by Daheitian.

After eating this heart, Wu Chen felt a special change in himself, as if he had stepped into a new level, and a brand new world was unfolding towards him.

Specifically, we have to wait for him to return to his own world before he can understand it in more detail.

And Wuchen has come to the enemy's tribe.

I saw a large banquet below, and everyone was in a hurry, and hard dishes kept moving up, as if preparing to celebrate something.