The sword light swept across everything, and several demon coaches who were self-reliant on their strength were broken into two halves by Yang Kai, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere. The remaining power of the sword energy cleared out a wide area, and all the demons were crushed to pieces.

There was only one tall barbarian standing there.

The light of the witchcraft shield flashed on his body, but it still could not block half of his body into thick water. Before Yang Kai came here, he had killed dozens of demon generals and demon soldiers with his own witchcraft. The fire of life burned wildly, supporting his incomplete body to not fall.

The two looked at each other, and the man grinned: "Hehe, Wu Niu..."

"Witch Map..." Yang Kai looked at the great wizard in front of him with a complicated expression.

Just a few months ago, the two had some conflicts in the royal city of the Southern Barbarians. The wizard Tu was dissatisfied with all kinds of provocations and dissatisfaction with him. Seeing him again a few months later, the great wizard still looked so bad at Yang Kai, and there was a faint smell of competition.

"I thought you didn't come, so you came long ago." Wu Tu laughed lowly, not caring about the miserable state of half of his body turning into thick water. It was corroded when the black flame erupted. The bones were exposed, and even the internal organs were clearly visible, constantly melting and dripping on the ground.

"I just arrived." Yang Kai nodded gently.

"Very good!" Wu Tu still kept smiling. The pain did not make him lose his mind. Instead, he became more sober than before. He said with a serious expression: "In the past few months, there have been more than 7,000 demons who died under my Wu Tu's army. What about you?"

"It's not as good as you." Yang Kai replied.

Wu Tu laughed: "That's what I won! Hahahaha!"

He still remembered the bet between him and Yang Kai before leaving the royal city.

Yang Kai nodded and said, "You really won." He paused and said, "Can you still hold on?"

Wu Tu shook his head and said, "No, you have seen this way, and my tribe is dead. I am the only one left in the Wu Tu tribe. It's time to go find them."

"Go away!" Yang Kai nodded and raised his hand to support his chest.

Wu Tu raised his skeleton hand and replied, suddenly sternly: "Go and find Lord Wu King! The Southern Barbarians will not perish!"

After saying that, he turned around, took big steps, and rushed towards the densest area of ​​the demon race. The awkward and difficult-to-mouthed spell sounded, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Wu Tu's body. The light was like a ball of fire, wrapping him up.

Sacrifice for life!

This is forbidden art. It is a witchcraft that is prohibited from being easily used by all witchcraft, but at this moment, the witch map used it to shine the last brilliance of its own life.

In this ancient era, all barbarians believed that after death, they would return to the arms of the barbarian gods and their souls would go to the Witch Temple. Death was not the end for them, but another beginning.

Only one kind of person does not have this qualification, that is, the wizards who have used the forbidden technique of life sacrifice. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if the great witches die, they will not easily use such taboo technique. Once used, it means that they have lost the qualification to return to the arms of the barbarian god and put their souls into the Witch Temple, which is almost intolerable.

But when facing the demons who invaded their homes, Wu Tu had no choice. Even if he became a lonely ghost from now on, even if he was abandoned by the barbarian god, he would still contribute his last little strength to his clan members.

The demons who did not know the truth surrounded him. Wu Tu laughed loudly, allowing those sharp weapons to slash on his body, but the burning fire of life became more and more prosperous.

The demons gathered around him finally found something wrong, and it was too late to turn around and escape.

With a loud bang, it seemed as if someone lit a colorful firework. Wu Tu burst into a blood mist, and the demons gathered around him also disappeared in an instant.

Clear all within a radius of a hundred feet!

Yang Kai was already rushing towards the center of the battlefield at this time.

He sensed a familiar aura over there, which belonged to the Witch King Dang, but the breath was sluggish, and obviously Wu Dang's condition was also extremely bad.

After the outbreak of Heiyao, there were only tens of thousands of people left in the Southern Barbarians. Now the number of people killed by the demons has dropped sharply. The barbarian warriors fell down one by one and lost the protection of the warriors. The witches were unable to play their role. Even if they performed the most exquisite witchcraft, they could not erase the huge gap in the number of people.

There are constantly great witches singing the spell of life sacrifice in desperate situations. Some people constantly burn their last vitality and dragging a number of demons to die together.

The scattered barbarians were massacred, and only the tens of thousands gathered in the center still maintained an orderly rhythm. Various witchcraft dyed them colorfully, and everyone fought with the demons with the expression of looking at death.

The defense line contracted step by step, and tens of thousands of people also decreased rapidly.

Yang Kai's outbreak made everyone unable to help but be surprised. Even the demons stared at him in a daze, watching him fight to a bloody path and meet with the surrounded barbarians.

After rushing into the innermost layer, Yang Kai quickly saw Wu Dang.

"grown ups!"

Wu Dang's eyes were blind, and thick water flowed out, with a terrifying face. His condition was indeed very bad. Like Wu Tu, his body was eroded by Hei Yao. Several other great wizards gathered around him, each of them miserably more than the other.

Wu Dang raised his one-eye and found that it was Yang Kai, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You're here too."

Yang Kai knew what he was worried about and quickly explained: "The Wu Niu Tribe did not come, I came alone."

When Wu Dang heard this, he immediately showed a hint of relief and nodded continuously and said, "Okay, very good!" While speaking, he took out a piece of wood-like object from his arms. He didn't know what material it was carved, and there was no special place. Wu Dang regarded him as a treasure and stuffed it solemnly into Yang Kai's hand: "This is a holy object of my Southern Barbarian tribe! Take it with him, leave here, the Southern Barbarian tribe cannot perish!"

Among the barbarians, each tribe has its own holy objects. These holy objects are a spiritual sustenance and are not a rare treasure, but holy objects symbolize supreme power. Those who hold holy objects can even command the entire tribe.

Generally speaking, the holy objects are in the hands of the most powerful witch king in the tribe.

Wu Dang is the sixth Witch King. How could the sacred objects of the Southern Barbarian tribe be trapped here? There is only one explanation for this situation - the other Witch Kings are dead!

Wu Dang was the last witch king of the Southern Barbarians, but he knew that he would not live long.

In the presence, Yang Kai was the only great wizard who was intact. He could only hand over the holy relics of the Southern Barbarian tribe to him, and Wu Dang had no choice.

"Can you do it?" Wu Dang grabbed Yang Kai's hand and looked at him calmly.

Yang Kai nodded and made a promise: "The Southern Barbarians will not perish!"

Wu Dang smiled: "It's enough to have you." As if he was looking back, he regained the momentum that Yang Kai had when he first saw him. The power of the Witch King awakened in his body and said in a deep voice: "We will create an opportunity to let you escape from here. After leaving here, take your Wu Niu tribe to find other large tribes to get closer, tell them what happened to the Southern Barbarian tribe today, so that they can learn from it."

Yang Kai opened his mouth and wanted to tell him that there was a demon saint here. Wu Dang probably didn't know that all this was the work of the demon saint, so he was so confident in creating the opportunity to let Yang Kai escape.

If I knew, I wouldn't have thought so.

However, Yang Kai did not say that if possible, he would even be willing to use Xiaoxuan Realm to take away all the remaining people.

But even if he had this heart, he could not do it, because all the barbarians he saw were eroded by black light like the witch map, and their bodies were slowly melting, and even the most powerful witch king was no exception.

He used Xiaoxuan Realm and all he could take away was a pool of thick water.

The chains of life blessed on them cannot save their lives, they can only delay death.

He clenched the holy objects in his hand, and had never been serious before, and said in a deep voice: "The Southern Barbarians will be reborn in the ashes, I promise!"

Wu Dang laughed and suddenly asked again: "Yu and Lu..."

"They are all very good." Yang Kai replied, "The war has allowed them to grow a lot. They will be promoted to great wizards in no time. Do you have any words to me to convey?"

"No need!" Wu Dang waved his hand, "They know their responsibilities and I don't need to worry." Taking a deep breath, he said, "Are you ready?"

Yang Kai nodded.

Wu Dang immediately waved his hand, and a lightning flash suddenly came out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an electric python, which was lifelike and rushed into the demon clan ahead.

The stinging sound came out, and the demons were overturned.

The electric python wandered around, guiding the direction for the remaining Southern Barbarians. The spells of the great witches and the shouts of the warriors were intertwined into a tragic musical rhythm. All the remaining tribesmen gathered into a rope with the witch as the center, and rushed forward hard, as if they were about to find a way out of life.

Just like cutting tofu, even if you face an enemy that is more than ten or twenty times that of your own, the barbarians are still moving forward quickly.

Unfortunately, this momentum cannot last for too long. When several demon kings came together, the progress of the Southern Barbarians was blocked.

Wu Dang flew out of thin air, his witch power was crazily ups and downs, and he used his own strength to face the fierce demon kings, and at the same time shouted at Yang Kai: "See a way to leave!"

He was no longer able to provide more protection for Yang Kai. Whether he could escape depends on Yang Kai's own efforts. Although he had little hope, he still tried his best.

Yang Kai nodded at him, unintentionally exposing anything more here.

Since entering this battlefield, he has felt a pair of eyes silently paying attention to him.

Without confirming it, he knew that the master of the eyes was the Demon Saint Modo.
Chapter completed!