"That's right, so, do you go to the barbarian clan or the demon clan first?"
Ji Yue waved his sleeves, stood up, walked to the door and looked in the direction of Dajieguan, and asked knowingly.
"Barbarians, then we're decided" Ji Sheng followed with a smile on his face, although he knew that he should not refuse, but he was still very happy to hear the voice of answer at this time.
"Okay, when to do it" "Let's go now, sooner rather than later, what you want is a surprise attack" As he spoke, Ji Sheng stood up with Xun Sheng and invited Ji Yue to leave together.
Ji Yue followed directly, and it didn't take long for the three of them to meet with the other three veteran Wen Saints at the Great Boundary Pass, the junction of the human and barbarian races, and after talking to each other for two more minutes, they went to the Barbarian Holy Land Barbarian God City together.
After crossing the grasslands and seeing herds of cattle and sheep, the six of them finally arrived at the Barbarian God City.
The Barbarian God City is not so much a sacred place for the barbarians as it is the only city for the barbarians.
The barbarians have lived by nomadic plundering and hunting for generations, and the tribesmen have long been accustomed to chasing water.
So, they don't have the habit of living in one place for a long time It's just that sacrificing to the barbarian gods is quite important, and the barbarian god statues can't wander around at any time like them, so the barbarian god city was built in imitation of the situation on the human side, which is specially used for sacrificing the barbarian gods.
Over time, some of the nobles and priests among the barbarians all lived in the barbarian city.
After all, if you can have a good life, who wants to wander around herding sheep Everyone is not stupid.
When Ji Yue and the others arrived, the barbarian side was negotiating with the demon clan on the distribution plan of the population resources that had been plundered for a while.
The barbarians mainly want resources, and the demons mainly want the population.
I have to say that they seem to have quite a lot of confidence in this move, and they have not yet plundered many people and resources, and they have already begun to discuss how to divide the spoils.
It is precisely because of this that the Wen Saints who followed Ji Yue over from the human race were all angry and itchy, and after glancing at each other, they started to move.
In the past, the saint-level powerhouses among the three clans generally tacitly did not attack those below the saint-level, mainly because they were worried that once they made a start, things would get out of control in the future.
No matter which race they are, they don't want to have an extra saint-level who specializes in plotting against their race.
After all, a saint-level powerhouse was really difficult to guard against.
But now, the Terran side has come with the mood of completely exterminating the living power of the demon and barbarian races, so naturally there is no need to abide by the previous unspoken rules, and they can kill as many as they can.
All of a sudden, the representatives of the barbarian and demon clans who were discussing matters in the conference hall turned to ashes, and of course, such a movement must have attracted the attention of the barbarian saint in the barbarian god city.
After a while, a moon-gazing rhinoceros horn crown on his head, more than three meters tall, with hideous muscles and domineering muscles, and a barbarian saint with monstrous blood stepped through the void and came to the side of the council hall.
However, he was already late, and the council hall had already been smashed by Ji Sheng's palm, and all those inside were dead.
This is also thanks to Ji Yue.
If it weren't for Ji Yue's unhesitant teaching of all kinds of methods for using the style, they would probably still be stuck in the era when they had to recite a poem or something else to use the style.
How can it be so simple, directly condense the literary qi and turn it into a giant palm to slap it.
In fact, this is very simple and clear in Ji Yue's opinion, and the function of them reciting those poems is the same as that of some magicians in the wizarding world who want to recite magic spells.
As long as you find the right way, you don't need to recite these mantras or anything at all.
At the beginning, when the strength was weak, it was understandable that they needed to rely on poetry and heaven and earth to collude with the literary qi of heaven and earth to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, but they were already literary saints.
Therefore, Ji Yue gave a little bit of advice, and they each figured out how to use Wen Qi freely.
No, it's much easier to use now, you don't need to say anything, just condense the tone and shoot it down.
Of course, this is only suitable for dealing with those who are weaker than them, and you still have to use some poetry to deal with the strong people in the same realm.
The barbarian saint originally strode to this place with great momentum, but as soon as he arrived, he found that the momentum on the six bodies on the opposite side was not inferior to him.
Suddenly frightened, before he could make a move, he directly took something out of his pocket and asked the demon clan for help.
Ji Yuezhi, who was watching, rolled his eyes, and the muscles of that body were really white. said that the barbarians have no brains, and they are stupid and bold, and they only know how to fight fiercely.
This cleverness and eyesight are much higher than those of many Terrans.
But even so, Ji Yue didn't bother to stop the signal that was transmitted, they were originally going to lure out the demon saint of the demon clan, and it didn't matter if they were early or late.
If it was too late, they had already dealt with the Barbarian Saints, what if the three Demon Saints retreated again When the Barbarian Saint was half-crippled by the six of them, the three Demon Saints finally turned into light and rushed over.
Ji Yue and the six of them relaxed the encirclement, let the three demon saints in, and then continued to surround the four of them in the middle.
Ji Yue didn't bother to continue grinding at this time, and at the same time, it was also to deter the other five human race Wen Saints on the side, so he immediately slapped the Barbarian Saint to death with one palm, and then beat the remaining three Demon Saints half to death with a few palms.
The movements were neat and refreshing, and the five Terran Wen Shengs around him were dumbfounded.
Everyone is the same saint, why are you so good Ji Sheng and Xun Sheng were also surprised.
They really thought that Ji Yue would be much more powerful than ordinary Wen Sheng, but they didn't expect that it would be so powerful that they could shoot a saint-level to death at will.
This is no longer a question of whether it is powerful or not, but an estimate and cognition beyond their realm.
At the very least, so far, the strongest realm in their cognition is only the saint-level realm.
However, now Ji Yue's cultivation is obviously not a literary saint, even if a genius can be invincible at the same level, it does not mean that he can crush the same level at will, and even slap the same level to death with one palm.
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Therefore, Ji Yue has obviously surpassed the level of Wensheng.
"You" Ji Yue made a silent movement, and then beat the remaining three seriously injured demon saints to death with three palms, and then said: "You guys quickly retreat to the side, the estimation is a bit wrong."
I didn't expect that the barbarian god really existed."
Ji Yue had already waved his sleeves as he spoke, and used his gentler power to send them to the side a little.
Then, with a serious face, he continued to slap his palm in the direction of the Barbarian God Temple in the Barbarian God City.
This palm looked much more powerful than the previous palms, and where the energy passed, even the space was faintly cracked.
When that palm slapped into the sky above the Barbarian God Temple, there was a sudden silence
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