Chapter 338 The Way of the Primal God

In front of the ten long corridors, the crowd gathered more and more, all staring at the silver light curtain in front of it. If you want to step into it, you must have the command of the wild god.

However, not everyone has the Token of the Wild God, so it means that not everyone can enter it.

Ye Wushuang looked at the Manshen Token in his hand, frowned slightly, and turned to the others. According to Di Qingxue's words, it meant that only a few of them could enter, and everyone else would be eliminated.

Yun Xiao also said: "The sum of the score cards on us can only allow a few people to enter, and at least some of the ten people must be eliminated."

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang got up thoughtfully, maybe now he understands the reason why Nangong Liuyun arranged a small team of ten people, probably just for this moment.

Ten people have worked so hard to step into the Nine Levels Pass, but they can only choose a few people to step into it, and the others can only contribute points to them and leave sadly.

Ye Rou stepped forward and said with a slight smile, "Xiao Shuang, if the Gu Lingzong wants to keep its position in the top ten, it must gather the strongest strength, and among them, Yunxiao, Senior Sister Di and Jian Bufan are the strongest. Let the four of you enter it."

"Yes, we will collect the points together and hand them over to you to fight for our ancient spirit sect."

Meng Fan and the others also stepped forward and chose to leave.

Now the barbarian god order is only four yuan, and there are only four people who are qualified.

All four nodded. After all, the current situation can only be like this.

Seeing this, everyone smiled and gave the points to Ye Wushuang and the others.

"Captain, I'll leave it to you next."

Handing the points to Ye Wushuang, Meng Fan smiled slightly, but with a hint of bitterness. After all, he passed all the way and finally stepped into the Nine Levels. Who doesn't want to step into the final battle, even if it's just a moment of blooming, they still have no hesitation.

Ye Wushuang nodded solemnly.

"Wu Shuang, I'll watch from below, fight for myself, for us, and for Gu Lingzong!"

Qiu Mo stepped forward and hammered Ye Wushuang's chest.

"I will, glory, you must have a share." Ye Wushuang said firmly, this is the result of everyone's efforts, and everyone's mission is on their shoulders. This battle must be fought to the end and live up to everyone's expectations!

After finishing speaking, Ye Wushuang glanced at the crowd, but found no figure of Pan Wu and others, not even Mo Wentian.

"It doesn't matter, the Nine Passes and the Barbarian God Battle Arena are witnesses to the rise of the giant spirit family. They will set foot here, and they will also set foot in the battle arena to write brilliant stories."

Ye Wushuang's eyes are sharp, and he has a hot blood. The giant spirit clan will be the warriors conquering the sky. He is not proud to be the priest of this race!

Looking back, Ye Wushuang took a deep breath, turned to look at the four people, and said: "The first one, let me step in!"

"The Way of the Barbarian God is the last assessment, and it is the most difficult. You should be more careful."

Di Qingxue reminded.

The Barbarian God's Way of Battle is the real assessment of the Nine Levels Pass. Before that, it was just a preparation for the way of battle.

Ye Wushuang nodded, stepped up, and took out the Manshen Token. Among them, there were several people's points. They fulfilled him, and left the field sadly, and he also carried it on his shoulders.

"Captain, we will be proud of you!"

Meng Fan shouted.

"Proud of me, yes!"

Ye Wushuang clenched his fist, and the Manshen Token was put into the groove.

Immediately, without hesitation, he stepped into it one step at a time. Even though the silver light curtain was like a moat, he had to step over it. Meng Fan and the others had expectations for him and didn't want to let them down!

Boom!

The light curtain trembled, and the brilliance was blazing, penetrating ten directions, everyone's eyes suddenly turned, and finally someone stepped on the path of the barbarian god.

Ye Wushuang, go in!

Yu Huatian and the others' eyes sank. It was obvious that they hadn't won the first place.

"Let's go too."

The sound of loud shouts also sounded from various corridors, echoing among the mountains.

Boom!

Not long after Ye Wushuang stepped in, the figures of Pan Wu and others also appeared on the flat ground. The earth trembled and the storm raged, which made people tremble.

Their bodies stood tall and straight like mountains, their muscles were wrinkled and full of strength, and they were covered with some black armor, like unstoppable brave warriors.

Their eyes overlooked the crowd, looking for their priest!

When they saw Di Qingxue's figure, they walked over.

"He has already entered!" Di Qingxue said lightly.

Hearing this, Pan Wu nodded, looking at the silver light curtain, the ripples were turbulent, and had not subsided yet.

"Welcome to the Barbarian Battle Path, you will have two hours to break through!"

The figure stepped in, and a voice suddenly sounded in the void. Ye Wushuang's body was fixed, his eyes flickered, and he walked forward along the corridor.

Spiritual consciousness is scattered in every corner, looking for possible crises.

The barbarian God fights, there are many crises, he does not despise, but he is also afraid, no one can stop him from stepping into the battle arena.

The long corridor is empty and dead silent, stretching endlessly, as if there is no end.

Entering the battle path of the barbarian, Ye Wushuang was the first to encounter a wall of fire, and the terrifying flames rushed towards him, which was very terrifying.

Ye Wushuang stepped forward, stepping directly towards the fire wall, the fire wall spewed flames and enveloped his body, but the powerful treasure body ensured that he was unscathed.

Boom!

Stepping into the flames, Ye Wushuang's figure flickered and appeared on a wide battle platform. With a roaring sound, shadows shrouded him one after another.

A figure of a giant came up from under the battle platform, and the strength comparable to the fourth or fifth level of a spiritual spring permeated, which made his heart palpitate even more.

boom! boom!

As soon as they appeared, these giant figures looked down at Ye Wushuang, and their huge palms covered Ye Wushuang, as if they were going to crush him to death.

"Giant Spirit Battle Puppet, no, it should be a Barbarian God Battle Puppet!"

Seeing the appearance of the giant, Ye Wushuang smiled. The hard shell on his body was similar to the giant spirit war puppets he met in the underground palace before, except for the weak points, one was under the armpit and the other was under the throat.

"Is this sending me a few bodyguards for free again, break it for me!"

With a chuckle, he took seven steps against the dragon, and rushed towards the throats of every war puppet along the remaining gaps.

Bang, boom, boom...

A series of slight explosions sounded, and before those slaps full of destruction were slapped, Ye Wushuang had already taken out pieces of top-quality spirit stones.

A dozen or so barbarian war puppets stood beside Ye Wushuang, and were soon taken into the real dragon space.

Ye Wushuang didn't stop after finishing the battle puppet, and continued to step forward. After a while, he came to a light curtain.

This light curtain is as transparent as a mirror, reflecting Ye Wushuang's figure.

Ye Wushuang's footsteps stopped, looking at his own figures one after another, he frowned, and the figures on the light curtain did not change their expressions at all, and the figures gradually turned black.

boom! boom!

Then, "Ye Wushuang" in black stepped out from the light curtain.