Chapter 269 Barbarian Song!

As the old man's words came out, he looked up to the sky and let out a roar. The roar did not sound like a human voice, but like a beast roaring.

At the moment of his roar, he saw black gas roaring from all directions of the jungle. The speed of the black gas was faster than Bai Chang's current close speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, the whole world and the whole jungle were already filled by this endless black gas.

In the depths of the jungle, in the old man's tribal fortress, all the witches knelt on the ground at this moment. They held hands and looked devout, surrounded by a black statue more than ten feet in size, and constantly worshipped.

The appearance of the statue is not a human, but a huge lizard. The lizard looks ferocious, exuding a smell of ferocity and evil. It is looking up at the sky. In its huge mouth, it bites a child. The child does not seem to die and is struggling to cry.

The statue is lifelike, and the child's expression is also extremely clear. The painful look, the desperate eyes, it seems that you can still hear the miserable wailing.

It can be seen that there is something that is by no means a witch's thorn on the child's face, which is... barbarian lines!

Under the statue, at the limbs of the lizard, there are three people, who are the old man, the woman, the young man, these three carved people, their expressions are all in a sad roar, and their faces are clearly exposed, with lines.

Around this shocking statue, hundreds of thousands of people from the witch tribe circled around, where there were old people, children and women. There are also witch warriors. Their voices are fused together, and the moment when the world is surrounded by black air, it spreads out. It sounds like this sound contains endless evil. When it falls in your ears, your heart will beat faster, your heart will tremble, and your whole body will be cold.

At the same time. In this place where Su Ming fought with the witch old man, the old man's body became the source of attracting black gas condensation. In the coming of endless black gas, it constantly surrounded the old man's body. After wrapping it, it suddenly formed a huge lizard!!

The lizard beast lay on the ground. The tail shook unconsciously, his eyes were red, his tongue spit out gently, and he was roaring up to the sky. Its appearance is exactly the same as the beast carved by the statue worshipped by hundreds of witches in the witch tribe in the jungle at this moment!!

The lizard is tens of feet in size, and with the coming of the black gas. It is still swelling, emitting breath from it, full of gloomy evil. With his roar and chewing of his mouth, Su Ming had heard many gasps and reappeared.

At this moment, Su Ming finally knew who the voice belonged to!

While the lizard roared, its head turned violently, staring at the sprinting white shadow. At the moment of looking at it, Su Ming immediately realized that the lizard's eyes were actually double pupils!

At the moment when he looked at Bai Chang's distracting shadow, his huge tail was suddenly thrown. With a shocking roar, it directly pulled away the void. The moment when a dark crack appeared in the void where the tail passed, it went straight to Bai Chang.

Bai Chang's figure did not stop at all. At this moment, he had dissipated most of it, and his existence was almost transparent. At the moment when the lizard's tail waved, he raised his right hand and punched it out.

This punch looked ordinary, but at the moment it touched the lizard's tail, the lizard retreated a few steps, and its tail was more fragmented and splashed flesh and blood.

But in the same way, Bai Chang's figure is also more illusory, as if it can dissipate at any time.

At this time, the huge lizard jumped in the distance and condensed a large amount of black gas in mid-air, turning into nearly a hundred feet, like a hill, straight to Bai Chang.

"Your distraction is about to dissipate. Let me see how you fight against the arrival of our holy beast!!" The vague and hoarse voice suddenly came out of the lizard's mouth, echoing around, and its figure and Bai Chang were rapidly approaching.

Su Ming stood up, and his right eye flashed with blood. His right hand was raised, and his expression was decisive. After him, Wushan suddenly transformed. The five peaks of Wushan spread out waves of pressure. At the same time, he went straight to the huge lizard between the fingers of Su Ming's right hand.

Almost at the moment of the arrival of this huge lizard, Bai Chang raised his head in his illusory body, and his eyes suddenly showed a strong light. What existed in the light was an indescribable will to fight.

It was a feverish fighting spirit that was hot enough to burn other people's eyes. At the moment when the light appeared, he sat cross-legged on the barrier of Tianlan, far away from here and endless range. Bai Chang, who meditated silently, was in his real body. At this moment, he also raised his head. His eyes also I lost a lot of weight!

At the same time, in the jungle battlefield of the witch land, Bai Chang's distracted body suddenly became a real existence again from the state of illusory and transparent. While his eyes broke out with fanatical fighting spirit, his right hand clenched his fist and went straight to the coming lizard.

A shocking sound echoed in all directions, and Bai Chang's punch fell on the lizard. Under this punch, his body quickly dissipated, and it was almost transparent just in an instant.

The lizard let out a sad roar and began to collapse from the place where Bai Chang was touched by his fist. The flesh and blood spread vaguely and rolled up to its whole body. Its huge body seemed to be unable to withstand the blow and retreated.

Bai Chang's body, which was about to dissipate, took a step and appeared directly in front of the lizard. His right hand was raised. This time, it was not the palm, not the fist, but the lizard's head.

The process of lifting this finger and falling made Su Ming, who was not far away, have the illusion that it suddenly dawned in this dark night.

"This finger is created by me. Its name is white!" The calm voice came out, and the white's right index finger, at this moment, turned into a white that could dispel the night, and became the brightest point in the world, the moment that fell on the huge lizard.

The lizard's body suddenly became white in an instant, bright to the extreme, roaring and echoing, but seeing the lizard's screams, at the same time, its body all collapsed. The first collapse was not Bai Chang's head in that point, but its tail. Its tail was broken and turned into black air. It dispersed and exposed the left leg of the witch old man.

The next to collapse was the lizard's body, which was constantly broken into black gas dissipated, revealing the witch old man's crooked right leg and his body.

Then, the huge lizard's body collapsed and spread to its forelimbs. After the roar and rolled, its head, Bai Chang, suddenly burst out where its fingers were pointed, and a large amount of black gas dissipated, revealing the witch old man's head, the pale face, and the bright red blood.

After this point, Bai Chang sighed softly, and seemed to have some regret. His illusory body could not continue to exist, and disappeared between heaven and earth with the black gas that collapsed and appeared around the lizard.

Almost at the moment when Bai Chang disappeared, Su Ming's barbaric lines turned into Wushan and hit the witch old man who spewed blood fiercely. At the same time, Su Ming's body galloped away like lightning, and the blood in his right eye flashed. Suddenly, an illusory tribe appeared outside the witch old man.

That tribe is exactly the Wushan tribe!

At the same time as the appearance of Wushan, in the world around the old man, there was a burning blood moon!

Wushan Blood Moon Map!

After all this picture is revealed, it is like a self-contained space, and the pressure formed in it makes the seriously injured witch old man spit out blood again. His eyes are dark, but they are crazy.

Although he was seriously injured, he was not exhausted. In this land of his witch clan, especially in the jungle where their totem beasts live, he is full of vitality and will not die easily.

Su Ming's gallop was approaching. For example, in the Wushan map of heaven and earth, there was an extra stroke. He went straight to the old man. At the moment when the old man roared and was approaching, the two met together.

The roar echoed, the bombardment of the five peaks of Wushan, the sadness of all the buildings in Wushan, and the red light of the blood moon in the sky, which merged with Su Ming's figure, making the extra stroke in the Wushan map almost perfect.

At the moment when the two approached, Su Ming raised his right hand and drew a stroke towards the old man!

At the moment of this stroke, the whole Wushan map moved, and the distortion was like ink. It was stirred by Su Ming's stroke, merged with that stroke, and drew to the witch old man!

At the same time, a sense of sadness of vicissitudes appeared in Su Ming's stroke. This feeling did not appear even in the strongest stroke he had painted before. Only in the war with Sima Xin did the subconscious stroke have such an atmosphere.

With the appearance of this breath, a voice from the dark, as if it did not exist, and as if it existed, echoed within the stroke of Su Ming.

"I didn't do it at the beginning of my life..."

"After I was born... it's quite bad..."

"The sky is not benevolent..." Su Ming looked up and his eyes were full of sadness.

"The unkindness of the earth makes me Wushan Shang..." A stroke, rolled up the Wushan map, rolled up everything of Su Ming, and scratched down from the chest of the witch old man.

After one stroke, Su Ming knew that his painting, the first style, has finally been completely created. It contains the years he has gone through, his emotions, and his world...

If Sima Xin is here, he will be extremely fware of Su Ming's stroke. If he hears the sound in his memory, the degree of his astonishment will be terrible.

Because, these four sentences, except for the first sentence, which can appear after the first type of barbarian god transformation, the other few sentences are completely different from the barbarian god song.

Because the creation of this barbarian god change comes from a first generation of barbarian god. At its peak, the barbarian war song created is also called... barbarian god song!

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Today, my ears are thick-skinned, sitting cross-legged, holding a small bowl, singing a battle song, and asked for a recommendation ticket! ( To be continued)