Chapter 2932

The light of the sword swept through everything, and a few magic commanders who relied on their strength were broken into two parts by Yang Kai. The sword spirit of Yu Wei cleared a wide area, and all the demons were broken to pieces.

There was only one big barbarian standing there.

His body was shining with the light of the magic shield, but still could not block his body turning into thick water. Before Yang Kaikai did this, he had killed dozens of magic generals and magic commanders with his own witchcraft. The fire of life was burning wildly, supporting his incomplete body.

They looked at each other with four eyes, and the man grinned: "Hey, Wuniu..."

"Wutu..." Yang Kai looks at the big wizard in front of him with a complicated look.

Just a few months ago, the two men still had some conflicts in the king's city of the southern barbarians. The witch map provoked and defied him. I'll see you a few months later. The great wizard's look at Yang Kai is still so bad, and there is a faint sense of rivalry.

"I thought you didn't come. You came here early." Wu Tu, with a low smile, didn't care that half of his body turned into thick water, which was corroded by black Yao when it broke out. The bones were exposed, even the viscera were clearly visible. They were constantly ablated and dropped to the ground.

"I just arrived." Yang Kai nodded gently.

"Good!" Wutu still kept smiling. The pain didn't make him lose his mind. Instead, he became more sober than ever. He looked serious and said, "in recent months, there are more than 7000 demons who have died in our department of Wutu. How about you?"

"Not as good as you." Yang Kai returned.

Wutu laughed: "that's what I won! Ha ha ha

He still remembers the gambling with Yang Kai before he left the royal city.

Yang Kai nodded his head and said, "you really won." Pause for a while way: "still can hold on?"

Wu Tu shook his head and said, "no, I can't. You can see that my people are dead. I'm the only one left in the witch map department. I should go to them."

"Go Yang Kai nodded and reached for his chest.

Wu Tu raised the skeleton hand in return, and suddenly said in a sharp voice: "go to find the Lord wizard! The southern barbarians will not perish! "

After saying that, he turned around, took a big step, and rushed to the most densely populated area of the demons. The unsophisticated and obstinate incantation sounded. Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out of the witch map, which was like a flame, wrapped him up.

Sacrifice of life!

This is forbidden art. It is a kind of witchcraft that is forbidden to be easily performed. However, at this moment, the sorcery chart is using it to bloom the last brilliance of his life.

In this ancient times, all barbarians believed that after death, they would return to the embrace of the barbarians, and their souls would go to the sorceress temple. Death was not the end but another beginning for them.

There is only one kind of person who does not have this qualification, that is, the witches who perform the forbidden art of life sacrifice. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if the sorcerers die and die, they will not easily perform such taboo skills. Once applied, it means that he has lost the qualification to return to the embrace of the barbarian gods and put his soul into the witch temple. This is almost intolerable.

However, in the face of the invasion of the demons, Wutu has no choice. Even if he becomes a ghost from now on, even if he is abandoned by the barbarian God, he has to contribute his last strength to the people.

The demons who did not know the truth surrounded him. Wutu laughed and let those sharp weapons chop at him, but the burning fire of life became more and more vigorous.

The demons gathered around him finally found that it was not right, and it was too late to turn around and escape.

A bang, as if someone lit a colorful fireworks, Wutu whole person exploded into a cloud of blood fog, those who gathered around him in a moment of the demons disappeared.

Within a hundred Zhangs of the area, clean up!

Yang Kai had already rushed to the center of the battlefield.

He sensed that there was a familiar breath over there. It was the breath of the Witch King Dang, but the breath was depressed. Obviously, the state of Wu Dang was also very bad.

After the outbreak of Heiyao, there were only tens of thousands of people left in the southern barbarians. Now, the number of people who were killed by the demons has dropped sharply. One by one barbarian soldiers have lost their protection. Those witches are also hard to play their role. Even though they perform the most exquisite witchcraft, they also erase the huge gap in the number of people.

There are always witches singing the mantra of life sacrifice in the desperate situation, and people constantly burn their last vitality, dragging the number of demons to die together.

The scattered barbarians were slaughtered. Only the tens of thousands of people gathered in the center still kept an orderly rhythm. All kinds of witchcraft colored them. Everyone was fighting with the demons with an air of death.

The defense line was shrinking step by step, and tens of thousands of people were also rapidly reduced.

Yang Kai killed in the air, so that everyone can not help but surprise, even those demons are staring at him, helplessly watching him kill a way of blood, and surrounded by the barbarians join.

Rushing into the innermost layer, Yang Kai soon saw Wu Dang."My Lord!"

Wu Dang was blind in one eye, with thick water flowing out. His face was terrible. His state was really bad, and his body was eroded by black Yao just like Wutu. Several other big witches gathered around him, one by one, looked miserable.

Wu Dang raised one eye and found it was Yang Kai. After that, he couldn't help but show a bitter smile: "how did you come?"

Yang Kai knew what he was worried about, so he quickly explained, "Wu Niu Bu didn't come. I came by myself."

When Wu Dang heard the speech, he immediately showed a trace of relief and nodded: "good, good!" As he spoke, he took a piece of woodcarving from his arms. He did not know what material it was made of. There was no special place. Wu Dang regarded him as a treasure, and solemnly put it in Yang Kai's hand: "this is the sacred thing of my Nanman tribe! Take it and leave here. The southern barbarians can't die

Among the barbarians, each tribe has its own sacred objects. These sacred objects are spiritual sustenance and are not rare treasures. However, sacred objects symbolize supreme power. Those who hold sacred objects can even command the whole tribe.

Generally, the sacred objects are in the hands of the most powerful wizard king of the tribe.

Wu Dang is the sixth Witch King. The sacred objects of the southern barbarian tribe can't flow to him. There is only one explanation for this situation - all the other witches are dead!

Wu Dang is the last Witch King of the southern barbarians, but he knows that he can't live long.

In the presence, Yang Kai is the only great wizard who is intact. The sacred objects of the southern barbarians can only be handed to him. The sorcerer has no choice.

"Can you do it?" Wu Dang grabs Yang Kai's hand and looks at him.

Yang Kai nodded and made a promise: "the southern barbarians will not perish!"

Wu Dang showed a smile: "have you this sentence to go." In general, he regained the momentum that Yang Kai had when he first met him. The power of the Witch King instantly woke up in his body and said in a deep voice: "we will create opportunities for you to escape here. After leaving here, we will take your Wuniu department to find other big tribes and tell them what happened to the southern barbarians today, so that they can learn from them."

Yang opened his mouth and wanted to tell him that there was a devil Saint here. I'm afraid Wu Dang didn't know that all of this was written by the devil saint, so he was so confident in creating an opportunity for Yang Kai to escape.

If I knew, I would not think so.

However, Yang Kai didn't say that if possible, he would even take all the remaining people away with xiaoxuanjie.

But even if he had the heart, he couldn't do it, because all the barbarians he saw were eroded by black light like the witch map, and their bodies were slowly melting, even the most powerful Witch King was no exception.

All he could take away was a pool of thick water.

What can delay their lives is not to save their lives.

He clenched the sacred object in his hand, never more serious, and said in a deep voice, "the southern barbarians will be reborn in the bath fire, I promise!"

Wu Dang laughed and suddenly asked, "rain and dew..."

"They're all fine." Yang Kai replied, "the war has made them grow up a lot. They should be promoted to the rank of great wizard soon. Do you have anything to convey to me?"

"No need!" Wu Dang waved his hand, "they know their duties, I don't need to worry about it." Taking a deep breath, he said, "are you ready?"

Yang Kai nodded.

Wu Dang immediately waved his hand, and a flash of lightning suddenly came out of his hand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into an electric python, lifelike, and exploded into the demons in front of him.

The sound of stabbing came out, and the demons were tumbling.

The electric Python swam away, guiding the way for the rest of the southern barbarians. The incantations of the great witches and the cries of the soldiers interweaved into solemn and stirring music. All the remaining clansmen focused on the witch Dang and condensed into a rope, which was hard to drill forward, as if to drill out a way of life.

Cut tofu, even in the face of ten or twenty times their own enemies, the barbarian side is also unstoppable, rapid forward.

Unfortunately, this momentum can not be maintained for a long time. When several demons came together, the pace of the southern barbarians was blocked.

Wu Dang flies out of thin air. He is crazy with his magic power. He greets those fierce demons with his own strength. At the same time, he shouts at Yang Kai: "think of a way to go!"

He has been unable to provide more shelter for Yang Kai. Whether he can escape depends on Yang Kai's own efforts. Although there is little hope, he still tries his best.

Yang kaichong nods to him. He has no intention of exposing anything more here.

Since stepping into this battlefield to now, he felt a pair of eyes are quietly paying attention to himself.

No need to confirm, he knew that the owner of the eye was Mordor.

Therefore, he has been hiding his real strength. He has not learned how powerful the devil saint is. But he knows that he is definitely not an opponent. If he really attracts the devil saint, he may not be able to escape from here.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!