"Not only are there people, but also a monk in the Dharma Realm!"

The weasel spirit was overjoyed and swept up a dark green poisonous cloud, attacking the human being, "Surrender obediently!"

"You are waiting for it!"

The barbarian boy looked up and also showed a surprise smile on his face, "Kill!"

laugh!

A sword energy left the body flew through the air and slashed into the poisonous fog.

"Scared? Knife air?"

Not only the weasel monster, but also the six elders of the Beichen tribe behind were shocked.

"This boy... how old is he? He has already learned the law of swords and has realized this realm?" The elder's face was as cold as ice.

The barbarians have too poor understanding. Basically, they have to reach the Yuandan realm and use their natal magical powers as their connection to the law to understand the artistic conception. However, the sword energy left to the body is at the level above the sword intention.

In other words, just by understanding the law at this time, Fang Yuan surpassed many Yuandan elders!

In fact, if they knew that Fang Yuan could not only exert his sword energy, but also reach the sword realm, they would probably be scared to death.

Because this is the level of law understanding that only exists in the general realm of deification. If the Yuandan realm can reach this level, it will be a peerless genius in the Barbarian Cult's ancestral courtyard!

The Dharma Realm? I have never heard of such a monster!

"This Fang Yuan is from the Feiman tribe? It's really amazing to be able to comprehend the sword energy above the sword intent at the level of Dharma image!"

The Great Elder's voice was filled with air conditioning, "In time, you will become a great man! You can't say that you can lead the rise of the Feiman tribe and seize the status of our Beichen tribe!"

Among the barbarians, the ancestral court is supreme, and below are three major tribes and other small and medium-sized tribes.

The ancestors on the holy mountain treat the tribe equally. Those who are capable are superior, and those who are not inferior!

Even the Beichen tribe was just a small tribe in its previous history. Later, a clan leader from the deified realm emerged, defeating one of the three major tribes at that time and gaining its current status.

The larger the territory, the more tribesmen, the greater the possibility of geniuses being born. This is the reason why the strong are always strong!

"Nothing wrong. Although there is only a slight possibility, it must be strangled in advance!"

"In comparison, Pengze's great demon only occasionally attacks the tribe, but it's just a scabies."

"No! Of course, Peng Ze's great demon wants to kill, but Fang Yuan cannot let go!"

...

Many elders immediately reached an agreement and secretly paid attention to the battlefield.

"The Mirage Totem, the third level of illusion body!"

Fang Yuan's figure flashed, and three identical Fang Yuan appeared, holding a long sword and slashing at the weasel.

This kind of illusion is not a magical power, but a simple use of the mirage illusion. Even so, it is difficult to see through the ordinary Dharma realm, let alone this monster.

"Damn the barbarians!"

The weasel spirit's hands changed into giant claws, and he suddenly pressed out, breaking the two illusion bodies.

At the same time, the fierce light flashed in his narrow eyes, his head suddenly became bigger, his mouth cracked back, biting like a crocodile opening his mouth, swallowing the last illusion body in.

"No, they are all fake!"

All the illusion bodies were about to break, and at the same time, behind the weasel spirit, the dark green poisonous clouds suddenly condensed into a figure, stabbing directly with a long sword.

puff!

The Jiuxuan Spirit Sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, extremely sharp, directly penetrates the fur of the weasel spirit comparable to the magic weapon, penetrates the chest, and a piece of knife tip protrudes from the front chest, dripping with blood.

Not only that, the sword energy attached to the blade is raging in its body, destroying everything.

"The king... avenge me!!!"

The weasel spirit roared, fell to the ground and died, revealing its true form.

Until he died, he did not recognize the barbarian who killed it was one of the group of trial boys who almost killed him several months ago!

...

Just as the weasel spirit died, a sharp gaze suddenly locked Fang Yuan in Peng Ze!

"Well... the realm of Dharma image, the body-leaving sword energy? The Mirage Totem? It should be a disciple of the Man Palace in the Barbarian Sect's ancestor... Did he come here again after taking that mission?"

The great demon Pengze has completely lost his demon body, just like a tall and thin young man, with only a few green scales remaining on his face, and his pupils are also the vertical pupils of snakes.

"So what if you dare to kill my subordinates, even if you are disciples of the Barbarian Palace?"

The great demon Pengze is very smart and cunning.

If Fang Yuan was a disciple of the Holy Mountain, perhaps he would be afraid of it because he knew that in the ancestral courtyard, only the disciples on the Holy Mountain were the core.

But the next disciples of the Barbarian Palace were nothing. They would suffer losses during their experience every year, and they did not see a few elders of the Holy Mountain taking revenge.

"And... with my strength at this time, even if I meet the Holy Mountain Elder, I will not be afraid!"

With a turn of his hand, a small black banner appeared on his palm.

"The treasure has been basically refined, and in the future, with the absorption of totem beast essence, the power will continue to increase..."

The great demon Pengze looked at the black banner obsessedly and said softly, "The Ten Thousand Beast Banners are the lowest-grade Taoist weapon as soon as they are born, and their grades can continue to improve. As long as the spirit and totem are enough, there is no bottleneck even if they are promoted to the immortal weapon. Haha... With this treasure in hand, even if they are a cultivator in the Demonic Realm, what are I afraid of?"

Humans hunt strange beasts and seize spirits. In the eyes of monsters, the totems of the barbarians are no different from the spirits of strange beasts!

This is the cycle of reincarnation in the heavenly way!

Boom!

In the swamp, a pillar of water suddenly soared into the sky!

"Junior! Come on!"

A dark green light suddenly flew out from the water column, and landed on Fang Yuan at a thunderous speed.

"ah!"

Fang Yuan screamed, flying back like a meteorite, and blood sprinkled in the sky.

"Hmm? It seems that I have brought some other protective treasure?"

The great demon Peng Ze slowly walked out of the water pillar, showing disdainful expression on his face, "But it's just a matter of replenishing another blow!"

It is normal for such an excellent junior to carry a protective treasure on his body!

And just now it just hit it casually and had not even used the Ten Thousand Beast Banner!

"That's great, that Fang Yuan actually escaped directly in our direction! The formation is ready!"

The elder's face was excited, and he felt a little helping me. At this time, he quickly ordered, "Also, Beichen Feng, Kuang, Hong, you three are far away from you and don't be affected."

"Abide by the order!"

The three Beichen Fengs were already far behind the elders' group, and at this time they hurriedly avoided the "Six Yuandan elders' formation, extremely powerful, and today they really want to open their eyes."

"Hehe... That Fang Yuan is over! Who told him not to listen to his sister's advice?"

Beichenhong patted his chest, his face full of gloating.

...

puff!

At this moment, the chasing demon Pengze fired another blow.

The dark green light directly knocked Fang Yuan into the ground, and he didn't know how to live or die.

"Hmm? It seems a little strange!"

The great demon Pengze stopped and hesitated a little.

"It has entered the range of the formation and start the formation immediately!"

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder immediately gave up his order.

"Beichen Six Yuan Battle Formation, start!"

In an instant, six light pillars soared into the sky, and a magical image appeared in each light pillar.

The formation emerged and directly enveloped the Pengze monster.

"So it's the great elder of the Beichen tribe!"

The great demon Pengze stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the elder group surrounding him, "Didn't it just capture a few teenagers? Why do you think so much about it?"

"You dare to say, where did you catch them?"

The Great Elder was furious, and at the same time he felt so heartbroken that he was bleeding.

The one who was captured by the great demon Pengze is second only to Beichenyan! If he was captured by the monster, can he have a good ending?

"Where?"

The great demon Pengze sneered, "It's here! Ten Thousand Beast Banners!"

The black banner on its palm flashed, and it immediately fell to the ground and turned into a pillar that held the sky!
To be continued...