"Wild Stripes!"

Seeing the three blood-colored desolate lines that appeared in Jiang Yun's eyebrows, the savage face showed a look of understanding!

"It turns out that you were also planted with a desolate pattern and became a slave of the desolate clan, so you don't dare to betray the desolate clan!"

"However, if this is your killer weapon, then I advise you, or don't try to fight me."

The brute groaned slightly, and then said: "In this way, I will add one more condition to you, as long as you are willing to join us, then we will help you erase this desolate pattern in your body!" ”

As for the fact that people of foreign races can also draw barren lines for themselves, not to mention that the barbarian doesn't know, even if he knows, he won't believe that the desolate clan will allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, he thought that the desolate lines on Jiang Yun's body were also planted by the desolate clan!

But what he said made Jiang Yun's heart move!

The barren lines can only be erased by the barren clansmen who have left the barren lines.

For example, the barren pattern that he planted for Nanyun Ruo at the beginning, and finally he took it back.

And now the barbarian thinks that his desolate pattern was planted by the desolate clan, but he doesn't need to know which one of the desolate tribes planted it at all, so he can have the confidence to help him erase it.

This is enough to show that they have mastered the method of erasing the barren lines in their bodies!

And this is probably the real reason why they really dare to rebel against the Desolate Clan and fight against the Desolate Clan!

The Desolate Race has spent a great deal of money to occupy this wild world, so the best way for them to control this world is to make the creatures here become desolate slaves.

It's just that all the demon clans that Jiang Yun has come into contact with so far have no barren lines in their bodies.

"It should be that Dao demon named Barbarian Devouring Heaven was planted with a desolate pattern and became a desolate slave."

"After all, he is the strongest person in this world, as long as he is controlled, he can control all the other demon clans."

"Naturally, now that Barbarian Devouring Heaven has found a way to erase the desolate pattern, that's why he has begun to rebel against the rule of the Desolate Clan!"

With a brutal sentence, Jiang Yun instantly figured out these things.

However, thinking about these didn't help Jiang Yun's current situation, it just solved the doubts in his heart.

As for the fact that the barbarian thought that he was a desolate slave, Jiang Yun naturally wouldn't explain it to him, but just smiled and said, "Defeat me!" ”

The barbarian shook his head and said, "Even if you are a true desolate clansman, you are not my opponent, let alone a mere desolate slave!" ”

In fact, Jiang Yun also knew that what the other party said was the truth.

His own barren lines have not been completely drawn, and he can't exert his maximum power at all, but now that his aura is not enough, he can only rely on the power of this barren pattern that does not need spiritual energy to attack.

Under the gaze of the barbarian, the three barren lines on Jiang Yun's eyebrows came out of his body, and in an instant, a large patch of grass appeared on the ground in front of him!

However, the grass was not green, but red, as if it had been poured with blood, and it was constantly swaying gently with the breeze.

Although these red grasses do not seem to have any power, the ground where they grow gradually begins to appear a slight crack, as if all the water in the earth is instantly absorbed by these red grasses.

In the face of these red grasses, the barbarian shook his head again and said, "Flashy! ”

As he spoke, the brute's body did not move at all, but in his body, countless small insects flew out, quickly diffusing into a cloud of colorful mist, and flew towards the red grass.

Wherever the multicolored mist passed, the red grass immediately withered, and it was completely vulnerable.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun could already deduce that this barbarian and his faceless father should be some kind of insect cultivating into a demon.

Although Arrais can ignore the attacks of most forces, the way they summon insects to attack makes Arbaria impossible to stop.

This is also the reason why the Desolate Clan spent so much money to conquer this realm in the first place.

As the red grass disappeared, the multicolored mist composed of the swarm of insects actually stopped moving.

The brutal voice also sounded immediately after: "I admire you very much, and I really don't want to kill you, so I will give you one last chance, join us, and I will spare you and your men from dying!" ”

The brutal words made Jiang Yun's face show a smile and said: "I also sympathize with your plight, and I am willing to join you, but unfortunately, I will not betray the Desolate Clan, let alone be with the Killing God Temple!" ”

"Stubborn, forget it, let's take you down first!"

The barbarian obviously lost his patience as well, and with a wave of his sleeves, the multicolored mist continued to surge, hurrying towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun didn't seem to see it, and all his attention was focused on urging his own barren lines.

I saw the meadow that had just dissipated reappeared, and the area was even bigger than before.

Looking down condescendingly, these red grasses were like guards, protecting Jiang Yun in the center!

And, as the multicolored mist approached, all the red grass suddenly rose from the ground, forming a red whirlwind, surging wildly towards Jiang Yun's hands.

In the process of surging, these red grasses still quickly condensed together, and by the time they landed in Jiang Yun's palm, the red grass had already condensed into a blood-colored long sword!

For all this, the barbarian saw it in his eyes, but he didn't stop it at all, just watched coldly.

Because no matter what Jiang Yun wants to do, it will not play the slightest role in front of him.

With the formation of the long sword, the multicolored mist had already come to Jiang Yun's side, and it was about to swallow him into the mist.

But at this moment, Jiang Yun's body once again exuded a chaotic aura, and the fog immediately stopped moving.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in Jiang Yun's eyes, and he clenched the red blood sword condensed by the desolate lines in his hand, and stabbed towards the barbarian sword.

The barbarian sighed and said, "The breath of the Chaos Clan can certainly stop me for a moment, but this sword of yours, even if I let you stab it, what can you do to me?" ”

However, as soon as his words fell, his complexion changed suddenly.

Because in his eyes, what he saw was no longer Jiang Yun and the blood sword, but a large area of blood-colored sky, on which huge cracks appeared!

These cracks spread wildly, and the sky suddenly began to crumble inch by inch, as if it had turned into splinters and kept falling.

After falling, what is revealed is endless darkness, exuding an aura of desolation with the vicissitudes of eternity.

The brute muttered, "This, this is not pure absurdity, I have never seen ......"

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"This move is called the Sword Heavenly Desolation!"

Palm Sword Heavenly Desolation, this trick created by the descendants of the Desolate Clan, Dao Yuan, is now finally reluctantly used by Jiang Yun!

The key to this spell is that it contains three things, the barren pattern, the aura and the dao pattern!

Then, using the Dao pattern as a guide, the two completely different powers of the barren pattern and the aura are fused together, thus triggering a terrifying power and a trace of the law of time.

This is Jiang Yun's real last resort!

Although this move, Jiang Yun can't exert all his power now, but at least it can pose some threat to the barbarians.

Just like Yue Qing, who was also in the Dao Nature Realm at the beginning, under this move, he almost fell.

The brutal man's complexion had returned to normal, and although Jiang Yun's move surprised him, he was not afraid.