After absorbing the essence and blood of thousands of barbarians and monsters, the dragon shadow finally condensed completely, his eyes slowly opened, and a pair of giant silver eyes were like two bright moons hanging high in the night sky.

Its eyes were cold and had no emotion. After waking up, it did not look directly in Xiang Yang's direction, but looked up at the sky.

The moment it condensed, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in the dark night, and the disc rotated like a vortex, stirring the ink-like night.

The vortex became bigger and bigger, and silver lights flashed, and a vast pressure from the world came from it.

"This is an immortal catastrophe? This is indeed an immortal spirit, but it has not passed it yet, but the immortal catastrophe is controlled by the heavenly way. How did it avoid the immortal catastrophe and survive?"

At this moment, the sacrificial altars far and near were shining brightly at the same time, and the light and shadow above also flashed. Twenty-seven colorful lights cut through the entire night sky and shot straight into it. Nine to nine and nine, forming a three-layer light curtain in the air, blocking the golden dragon below.

The immortal tribulation has not yet taken shape, and it seems that it has lost its goal again and gradually disappeared.

"It turns out that this is how we use some means to isolate the exploration of the consciousness of the heavenly way, and most of the time we sleep in this sacrificial altar. We rely on the sacrifices and offerings of the barbarians to obtain the energy needed to maintain vitality. If necessary, we can temporarily manifest the body by absorbing essence and blood."

Under the sky, Xiang Yang had instantly understood the reality and reality, but the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Since you have not passed the tribulation yet, the realm of this golden dragon's immortal spirit should be between the True Emperor and the Supreme, and you will definitely not be able to exert all your strength to avoid attracting the attention of the Heavenly Dao consciousness. But even so, an opponent of this level is not something I can fight against now!"

The sense of crisis became more and more intense, and the chill in my heart became stronger and stronger. Xiang Yang took a look and then did not look back. He let out a long whistle, and an Ancestral Dragon node exploded directly.

At this time, he had done his best and ran and shook the earth. With each step he took, his momentum increased a little. After ten steps, his whole figure had turned into a black dragon, whistling forward with the Ruyi stick as the dragon head.

Although those crazy barbarian warriors are fearless and have many high-level barbarian kings mixed in, the physical strength gap is too big, how can they resist it?

A giant fog was blocking the front, and the barbarian emperor on it went wild three times, slamming it into the air with an extremely thick copper stick.

This stick was full of momentum, at least it had the power of several mountains. However, with just one move, the black iron stick was bounced away directly. I don’t know how high the thick stick shadow flew, and there was no trace in the night.

The barbarian emperor shook his hands, and the knotted muscles on his arms were torn apart, bleeding. Just as he was about to dodge, a little black light had already flowed in, and half of his body exploded and died directly.

After killing the opponent with one move, Xiang Yang was unwilling to waste his time. He made a mistake and slid directly from the giant Meng body. The stick shadow rose again, and the dozens of barbarian warriors in front of him turned into a blood mist again.

After three consecutive deaths of three barbarian emperors, he finally returned to the edge of the camp. The barbarian warriors in front were also much less. After going a dozen miles ahead, he could escape the scope of the forbidden law of the sacrificial altar.

With Xiang Yang's speed, even if he does not use the flying magic weapon, the distance is only tea time.

With such a big noise in the barbarian camp, the Beige Peak defense line must have also learned that Lei Zhen and other experts were probably coming to rescue. As long as they were out of the scope of the forbidden law, they could get out.

With a "bang", Ruyi Stick bounced back a huge flail. A high-level barbarian king who had become crazy twice was smashed directly by his weapon. While losing his life, his huge body suddenly exploded, smashing and tearing more than a dozen ordinary barbarian warriors beside him together.

This was the final obstacle. After slaughtering a few monsters, Xiang Yang was empty, and the bonfire on the Beige Peak defense line in the distance was already vaguely visible.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Ruyi stick, slid into the night like a spirit cat, and galloped forward. Every time he stayed ten feet away, the sense of crisis and chill would fade.

At this moment, behind him, the golden dragon's gaze finally fell on him, without any warning or a trace of magic fluctuations, just a faint look.

Xiang Yang was still running forward, but as he ran, his whole body suddenly spurted blood mist everywhere, and a slight sense of severe tearing followed. In a moment, he seemed to feel that his whole body had lost control, and his strong body seemed to be scraped into small pieces of blood and blood in a moment.

At this moment, a tiny black light flashed in his black hair, and his whole body suddenly disappeared and appeared where the golden dragon's eyes just now, intact.

"I used a chance to replace my life for no reason? What kind of attack is this?" Xiang Yang was shocked, and he didn't care about anything else. He exploded an Ancestral Dragon node again, and his speed increased a few points again.

Behind him, a trace of surprise also appeared in the golden dragon's eyes. The insect-like human in the distance was completely unscathed under its killer weapon?

Such an attack seemed easy, but it consumed a lot. Once, its figure faded a little, but the next moment, a dragon roar spread far away, and a barbarian warrior seemed to have received some instructions. He rushed towards the sacrificial altar with the strange beast beside him. Then a trace of essence and blood rushed out, and the golden dragon's body condensed again.

Another glance, eight substitute for the body and life

The golden dragon was completely angry. It was originally a Li Jiao in the wilderness. It had been tens of thousands of years since it returned to its ancestors and turned into a dragon. Although it had not overcome the tribulation after building the immortal spirit, it was worshipped by the barbarians as gods for countless years, but its cultivation was still increasing day by day.

What's more, in the tens of thousands of years of subtle influence, it has already regarded itself as a god. If it weren't for the way of heaven, it might not be afraid of the supreme human beings. At this time, it could not kill an ant?

The most important thing is that there is a strange smell on the ant, which makes its bloodline swell and must not be missed!

Its huge body slowly rose up, and a golden light flashed in its eyes. After a moment, two dragon-shaped lights shot out directly, and in an instant it crossed more than ten miles away, wrapping around Xiang Yang.

Their attack methods are so strange that they transform continuously between reality and reality. A trace of golden light directly enters the body, wrapping every inch of skin, muscles, and bones on Xiang Yang's body tightly, and then they start to strangle.

"It's very similar to the attack just now, but its power is a little worse. Why is this?" Xiang Yang had only had a moment of thought in his mind, and he had already replaced his life again.

He soon knew the reason.

Unlike the one-time attack just now, these two dragon-shaped lights seem to have life. When he appears after his life, they will be slapped again.

Once, twice, three times
Chapter completed!