Chapter 352 (1/2)

”It seems that the whole camp has been disturbed by me, but if it is of this level, no matter how many people come, it's just tujiwa dogs!”

With a gentle sweep of Ruyi staff, more than a dozen figures broke their muscles and bones and flew away.

So far, there are only some low-level soldiers, and the highest is only the king of five pictures. Xiang Yang doesn't need to use much strength. He can crush a piece just by the weight of Ruyi stick. How can he care?

Groups of barbarian soldiers rushed one after another, and then bounced up like splashing water, leaving only pieces of blood mist

In a dull sound, Xiang Yang walked forward like a leisurely court.

The nearest sacrificial altar was thousands of feet away. He was very interested.

Although the spiritual awareness was suppressed, it is estimated that he did not have the ability to pack the whole sacrificial altar away, but it is uncertain that he will find anything else.

There was a whistling sound behind him, but a Barbarian King cleaved down from behind him with a stick. Xiang Yang didn't even have the idea of dodging. He directly pulled the stick with one hand and pulled it directly in front of him. After releasing his hand, he twisted his palm. With a crisp click, the eyes of the Barbarian King protruded.

”Well, after death, will this totem disappear?”

Fang wanted to take his income from the heaven and earth tripod back to have a good study, but he found that the dense patterns on the manwang gradually faded.

”Then catch some live ones!”

A moment later, he was surprised to wave a Barbarian King and directly hit several barbarian soldiers.

”What's that? These barbarians just know that there are no fairy seedlings and embryos in the sea. Why are there such strange things? And my spiritual intensity can't forcibly suppress their consciousness...”

”These barbarians seem to have the same virtual shadow of consciousness in the sea. Isn't this similar to the 'masters' I know in the sea... This is... It seems to be a dragon?”

”This is different. It looks like a Firebird, but it is somewhat similar to xiaofengwu...”

”This is also the Firebird.”

”This is certainly not their own consciousness, but something produced by some secret technique. It's really strange!”

”There is a new...”

Out of the hundred feet, nearly ten barbarian kings have died. Without exception, everyone knows that there are all kinds of strange consciousness in the sea. Along the way, three kinds have been found.

”It should have something to do with those sacrificial altar.”

Xiang Yang looked up and looked around. Sure enough, he found clues on the three recent sacrificial altar. The base under each sacrificial altar was painted with similar patterns. Although the lines were rough and abstract, he could also recognize some. It was the strange virtual shadow of consciousness he saw in the sea.

”It seems that each sacrificial altar represents a tribal ethnic group, and the goal of each ethnic group's sacrifice is what is behind these virtual shadows of consciousness...”

”These are just the weakest barbarian tribes. It's just a projection of the objects they sacrifice. I can't suppress them with my spiritual intensity. It seems very strong! What about that thing? It's not hidden in the sacrificial altar?”