The blade fell into the ground, and the blood in both hands made Guan Guang look a little weird.

Guan Guang held the knife in one hand and knelt halfway on the ground. He stroked his palm and smeared the blood groove of the long knife with blood marks. His fingers bounced on the back of the knife for several times. The long knife made a jingle and crisp sound. Dozens of blood dots were like a starry sky, which seemed to be chaotic, but in fact it had its own mystery.

Guan Guang used his left hand to spread the blood in his palm, and blood beads splashed all over the sky, forming a self-image system, with the middle fingers and index fingers in harmony, with blood as the guide and star soul as the companion.

"Since ancient times, the emptiness and silence have been destroyed for half a lifetime, the three lives have been destroyed by the soul and blood. The three lives are immortal like ghosts, and the soul is dreaming about falling into the blood and darkness..."

As Guan Guang's Chinese language accelerated, a faint bloody energy dissipated from his body. The smell of blood made more than a dozen wild beasts look like cats that smelled fishy, ​​anxious and violently stepped on their limbs, trying to break free from the control of the person who stepped on it.

The commotion of the mount under the climax caused a little chaos in the scene.

Guan Guang was muttering every word, but he was not interrupted by the riots in the scene. As the speech accelerated, Guan Guang's momentum became stronger.

"A hundred ghosts sacrifice together, the darkness is vast, the bloody land is deserted..."

Guan Guang's tone changed from gentle to strangeness, and the long sword inserted on the ground began to vibrate inexplicably. Blood spread on the blade, and black ink-colored patterns slowly emerged to the entire blade.

"The Taboo Word of Knife - Ming Luo opened the way", with a violent roar from Guan Guang's mouth, the long sword stained with blood was pulled out, and lightning flashed in the air.

As the long sword was pulled out, holes burst out from the ground where the blade was inserted. The loud and powerful air waves blew the light screens around, and thin slits began to emerge on the light screen. Perhaps the light screen felt a burst of crisis and began to fight back.

The dazzling rays of light flashed out from the light screen, blocking the invisible air waves coming from the ground and the shocking air waves. The air waves spread out to all directions with the long sword as the center.

The bloody knife energy exploded, layer by layer.

The dense knife flowers accumulate layer by layer, like lotus petals, and the blood-colored lotus spreads in all directions, turning into scales, and the invisible barrier on five sides was suddenly full of holes.

The blood-red lotus shadow seemed to be integrated into Guan Guang's shadow.

Guan Guang stood up slowly, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

His eyes turned scarlet and without any emotion. With one hand, the long knife inserted on the ground trembled with a buzzing sound and appeared in his hand.

Guan Guang held the handle of the knife tightly with one hand. The snow-white blade body, which was originally covered with patterns and flowers, changed a little more after the ink-colored glyph appeared.

The thick blood and energy floated on the blade, and the blade was covered with mottled chains. The shocking cold air came from the knife groove, as if as long sword trembled slightly, it could split the ground in front of you, the mountain in front of you, and everything in front of you could turn into a phantom.

A trace of evil arc appeared at the corner of Guan Guang's mouth, and a butcher's knife stood up. The knife followed the person, and a little under his feet, the knife danced like rain, and the smooth moon arc was like a storm, sweeping all directions.

Dangdang's impact, the chaotic breath, and the broken barrier will all be waste sweeping towards the Great Abyss, wrapped in darkness unbearably.

The natives who were originally rotating around Guan Guang and murmuring in their mouths stopped, with a look of erect on their faces.

A look of fear climbed up their bearded faces, and some people even threw down the beast's head in their hands, controlled the already panicked mount, and wanted to escape back.

Faced with the red storm filled with the circle and the thumping sounds coming from time to time in the storm, the panic of the indigenous people made the indigenous leaders extremely angry.

"Aguluba and Gulu, (I'll come back, no one can leave, I'll hold back, I'll hold back, there's nothing to be afraid of, we are descendants of gods, we have divine light to protect our bodies, what's there to be afraid of? You idiots don't deserve the blood of gods, you idiots, a idiot, a little savage, scare you like this.)

The roars of the indigenous leaders seemed to have no effect. It seemed that no one of the indigenous people heard the leader's roar and did whatever they should do.

"Did these uncivilized unruly people not even listen to my words?"

The native leader felt that his prestige and prestige within the tribe were challenged, so he kicked a man who was about to slip away from him in anger. An iron leopard head smashed the spotted pig under him, and the leopard head hit the pig's head in the head.

In anger, the leader obviously used all his strength, and the leopard head was completely trapped in the hole that was smashed, and fresh hot pig blood splattered.

"Squeak", blood splashed on the guys who had not had time to leave, some splashed on their clothes, and some splashed on their faces. The warm pig blood burned not only their dark cheeks, but also their frightened hearts.

The iron leopard's head was stuck in the pig's brain, but the wild boar did not die immediately. He howled and twisted its bulky body with great force.

The natives who were eager to escape were all shocked by the miserable howl of wild boars, and they all stood still.

The wild boar's howls kept echoing in the ears of the natives, like a magic sound. No one knew whether the next one would be himself who would wail like this. You should know that provoking the leader in the tribe is even more tragic than his parents who died.

In tribal culture, the leader is better than Tianer and has the right power to live and kill, let alone the angry leader.

As the air injected through the gaps in the leopard's head, the howling of wild boars became smaller and smaller.

With a hum, the native leader flipped his wrist and threw the wild boar away. The red brain flowed all over the ground. The poor wild boar looked so resentful before his death.

"I didn't mess with you, why should I get hammered? We are always injured. Not only do we have to make all kinds of delicacies to be served to satisfy your mouth, but we always talk about things behind our backs, saying that pigs are lazy and stupid. Where can we get fat when we are not lazy? It's really hypocritical!"

"You dare to run away for me. How cool, I am, I am not good at all. Do you want to rebel?

"A bunch of unruly people, we have their own protection for the gods. We are the men of our quest for Ming tribe. Let me follow me. Who dares to retreat? Don't blame me for going back and scouting his wife and daughter relatives.

"Ro Ya Roman Hey, it's bright, long live the light!"

The native leader waved the iron leopard head stained with pig blood, and as the wind rotated, waves of pigs blew into his nostrils.

"Hmph, I don't know who is so lazy. How long hasn't been drinking my mount? It has affected my passionate mood."

The native who was kicked away staggered up from the ground, with blood on his lips, looking at their collars tremblingly, and whispered: "Three ties, that's a miracle. Wouldn't you let us go up and let us die?"

Before the natives could finish their words, they were interrupted rudely by Dukuku. Dukukuru's big eyes glared, and his black face was covered with black air.

"Denbahu, you kid, have you not been beaten enough when I just ate my kick? Do you need to make up for it a few more times? Don't use any miracles to scare everyone. What will an outsider do? Oh, I understand."

Duokuku Lunku stretched out his voice and said, "Did you have been on the line of the Second Chief recently? I am not angry. Don't think that the Second Chief will be protected by the Second Chief. Just relying on the words of escaping in the battle, I will also be reasonable when I make trouble for the Second Chief. If you dare to stop me, you will destroy you first. Don't talk nonsense. Listen to my general order, protect your body, kill the outside savages, hum!"

With the order of Duoku Kulunku, the other natives stood in a row and opened the circle again, but there were a few people in the team who were not easy to detect.

All the red blood and energy exploded, and the aura was completely dispersed, and Guan Guang's figure was revealed in the blood and energy.

The explosive force broke through the light screen and threw away the fifteen natives who had not yet prepared. The red blood spread out in the air like dazzling fireworks.

Fifteen people fell to the ground one after another, and the sound of beasts colliding with each other were everywhere.

The "Ouch" moans came, the smell of blood in the air and the moans of their companions aroused the anger in the hearts of the natives. The blood and blood in their bodies ignited a powerful force in an instant, filling the blood.

Fifteen natives stood up, picked up their own beast heads, and rushed towards Guan Guang who was standing on the stance.

A faint blue-brown aerosol appeared on their faces.

The beast head in his hand ran and danced, up, down, left and right, smashed and swung the coroner, and the beast head's eyes shone brightly and suddenly gathered.

Guan Guang's head was covered by white light, and white electric wires flashed. Fifteen beast heads were inserted into the ground, and the land on the ground cracked layer by layer, fifteen white lines formed.

The white arc silver snake danced around Guan Guang's feet.

The rumbling explosion flashed, dissipating the light of the light, and fifteen blood arrows gushed again.

All fifteen natives were slumped on the ground, with Dukuku Lunku's feet floating under his feet, holding the beast's head barely standing, laughing loudly, and his black cheeks with bumps were shaking, which was particularly funny.

The laughter of the natives suddenly became silence, and the silver light of the divine light moved away with the dust.

What did they see? The outside savage stood quietly without any injuries under the punishment of the divine light.

"Oh my God, I can't even kill him. Run away. This is the God-reverse. Go and invite the chief, just like that person, go and leave."

Someone among the indigenous people shouted this sentence, and the indigenous people all scattered like birds and beasts.

Guan Guang's body was not seriously injured. At the moment when the silver lightning arrived, Guan Guang emitted thousands of sword energy to protect the vital parts of his body. The metal conducts electricity, as we all know.

The knife energy is derived from the outer edge of the Guan light, which blocks the lightning and lightning. The natural objects of thunder and yang energy are transformed. The knife energy is originally derived from the knife, and it has a trace of different characteristics, just guiding the lightning.

Guan Guang's knife energy formed a circle, sucking the silver electricity coming from around it, and Guan Guang avoided the danger of lightning strike. The knife energy dissipated and the thunder dissipated with the conductor.

Although there is a knife-induced thunder, it is inevitable that there will be some thunder that escapes the net, so Guan Guang's body looks a little burnt, and there is a strange smell all over his body, which does not affect his actions.

Guan Guang let out a long roar, kicked his feet, and rushed towards the nearest native.

The cold blood of the long sword slowly approached the soldiers' neck. The smell of the rotten ice death made the natives panic. Just as the cold blade cut the black flesh of the natives and the sharp blade hit the natives' throat, the land trembled slightly, and a whirlwind of yellow sand came from afar.

In the yellow wind and sand, more than a dozen strong black bears pioneered the way, majestic and high-spirited.

The natives roared happily, and the strongest warrior in the tribe, Youxiong, brought his people to the reception. Youxiong was the most famous warrior in the tribe. This time they were saved. Some of the natives had even forgotten the crisis in front of them, jumped happily, and screamed in their mouths.

As for Guan Guang's stop, it was not because of the black bear and the natives who were rushing. He believed that as long as his wrists trembled slightly, the blood in the native's throat would immediately splatter and dye his clothes and the land red.

The only thing that made his finger stop was that among the faint black shadows of wind and sand, there was a familiar shadow that made Guan Guang suddenly stunned.

"Is it him? How could he be with these natives? What did he have during this period?"

The yellow sand was rolling up, Guan Guang had already put away his knife and stood on one side, his eyes were still vigilant, with evil spirits.

A young man jumped off a black bear, and smiled rarely on his cold face for many years, and rushed towards Guan Guang with a steep pace.

When he came closer, he slapped Guan Guang towards his shoulder. Guan Guang did not dodge and punched him towards the other party.

A familiar feeling, a kind soul.

If Guan Guang's mind power is not wrong, this person is soulless.

Wuhun looked at Guan Guang in a daze, and Guan Guang also looked at Wuhun.

The two of them were punched by each other, looked at each other silently, and then suddenly gave each other a bear hug, laughing happily at the old friend who had been away for a long time. The bright laughter shocked the black bear on the soulless side's mount, whose eyes were blurred.

After the two laughed, Guan Guang patted the soulless shoulder again.

"Oh, isn't this a great official who hasn't seen for a long time? You made me find it very hard, it's really not interesting."

The last few words seemed to pop out from the gap between the teeth, Guan Guang was very pronounced.

Wuhun looked at the sparks that were spitting out from Guan Guang's eyebrows, and knew that he was a little resentful, but he was not really angry. However, if he didn't put a few tubes of blood, he would not be able to do anything good.

After parting, after the past, the two of them had a lot to say.

The two of them get along well, but they are caring about each other and know what the other person thinks.

Wuhun turned around and spoke to the natives for a while, and then rumbled at a thin man who was crossing the giant mountain bear for a while.

While the soulless gurgled, Guan Guang looked at the thin man. This man seemed thin, but in fact he was thin on the outside but tough on the inside.

From Guan Guang's perspective, this native was completely different from those he had seen before. His thin body was thin but not decadent. His thin body had a momentum that contained it. He did not show any sign of dew, his appearance was thin, and his muscles did not expand. However, his strength was restrained. He had already tempered his skin and flesh into every thread of flesh and blood. He was a master.

"I didn't expect that there were such people among the indigenous people. I think this person should be the bear that the indigenous people mentioned before."

A soulless gurgle made a slight softness appear on the face of the thin native with a serious expression.

This person is Youxiong, the founder of the famous Youxiong tribe in the future.

"Hey, Wuhun, where did this guy learn these lies? Even I can't understand, how could he understand, this kid has always been very ignorant, by the way, why didn't he see that arrogant lady Leng Huo Xueyu? Could it be that she and Wuhun have been separated...
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