This was a very exaggerated scene, but after a slap, the talented young man from the Nanshan tribe flew straight away and hit the rocks nearby.

Although everything in the False God Realm is transformed by mental power, other than that, everything in it is no different from the real world, especially the pain. What is real can no longer be real.

A violent collision hit, and the huge rock suddenly shattered. The two forces combined, and the genius boy of the Nanshan tribe grinned and screamed in pain. His entire shoulder collapsed, and his arms hung limply.

Above.

"What just happened? Could it be that I'm blind?"

"Fellow Taoist, count me among them. I feel like my eyes aren't working that well either!"

There were exclamations from the crowd, shocked by this scene.

The change in painting style was really too sudden. It was just a slap. In their opinion, the genius of the Nanshan clan, who was enough to become a genius, couldn't resist it. He was swatted away like a fly, which made many people

I still haven’t reacted yet.

The same thing happened to the young man Bai Yueguang. He covered his mouth with his hands, his face turned pale, and he didn't know what to think about.

"You are too arrogant."

Just when Tuwazi was about to take advantage of the situation and rush forward to deliver a one hundred and eighty punch combo to this genius from the Nanshan tribe, a thunderous explosion appeared in the void.

The next moment,

A stream of light streaked across the sky, the runes flashed, and the brilliance was dazzling, rushing straight towards it.

It turned out to be a deer antler, which was as long as half a man. It rushed from high altitude at high speed, its whole body was hot and red, like a bloody spear, exuding a burning and fierce power, and the evil aura was overwhelming.

"That seems to be a treasure from an ancient relic. It is very powerful and can be used as a tool to suppress the tribe." Someone exclaimed.

The Noble Phantasm is formed from the precious bones of ferocious beasts. Although the runes dissipate and are restrained, they possess powerful power. Every Noble Phantasm is very precious. If they can take action at a critical moment, it should be the emergence of a strong man from the Nanshan clan.

"Barbarians, just wait to die!"

The talented boy from the Nanshan tribe who was slapped away by Tuwazi struggled to crawl out of the mound. He didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as he coughed up a lot of blood, and just sneered and spoke.

Let him be embarrassed in front of so many people, and it is really difficult to calm down the hatred in his heart without crushing these two people to ashes.

"Dequan, I'm coming!"

Behind him, Gu Chen's eyes were deep, and there was a vague flash of lightning, which was breathtaking. It condensed with the tall shadow behind him, jumped up, and rushed straight towards the antlers.

In the air, the young man's body suddenly grew several times larger, and his whole body was surrounded by gray-white brilliance.

This is a fierce ape body treasure technique, which can greatly improve one's own strength and defense, and it was used immediately.

The runes in Gu Chen's hands are boiling, flashing with rays of light, dazzling, and directly shaking the antlers.

The runes collided with each other, and the sound was earth-shattering. The bright red runes fell all over the sky, like flames burning. The beams of light shot into the sky, and the fog boiled. It was earth-shattering, making those watching the battle feel chilled in their hearts.

A muffled sound of "Bang..." came, and the antlers that were originally rushing down at a high speed, as if they were unstoppable, were really blocked. Not only did they delay the attack, they were even caught in Gu Chen's hand.

"Buzz!"

The antlers swayed violently, and the sky was filled with red clouds. A dazzling red light erupted, dyeing the sky red. He desperately wanted to break free from Gu Chen's palm.

But the young man's palm was as steady as an iron pincer. Even if the antlers struggled desperately, it was to no avail, and they were still firmly grasped by it.

The deer antlers made a whimpering sound, and after continuing to struggle for a few minutes, it seemed that it had accepted its fate, and finally stopped, no longer resisting.

"Chen, I really have yours. If I can't grab those few rune bones, I can still do business with this treasure when I go back!" Tuwazi reacted and couldn't help but smile again.

Don't worry about what it is, just take it for free.

"This is the most precious treasure of our Nanshan clan. Are you brave enough to eat it? If you dare to take it away, aren't you afraid that our Nanshan clan will come to your door and trample you in the future?"

A black shadow flew out. It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. His face was full of horror at this moment, and there was even cold sweat on his forehead.

He never expected that this young man could actually resist the attack of the Noble Phantasm with his body. Not only that, he even snatched it away. Even if he called for the Noble Phantasm for a long time, he still could not get out of trouble.

What frightened him the most was that the clan's Noble Phantasm actually accepted its fate and cut off contact with him.

This was an unprecedented event. He had gone to great lengths to bring it into the Virtual God Realm. If it were lost here, even his own identity would not be able to withstand the wrath of the clan.

"I'm afraid of you hammer. Do you know where this young man got away from? Since you can't use this treasure, we will keep it for you."

Tuwazi was very arrogant. When they came, Lord Liu Shen told them that people in the Virtual God Realm come from all over the world, and they may not even be able to reach each other in their lifetime.

You can't even see him in the real world. With his character, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"You!" The middle-aged man pursed his lips and was a little angry. Xuan stopped talking nonsense and directly used the treasure technique to take back the treasure phantom.

Not to be outdone, Tuwazi took the lead and rushed forward. His fists fell like a violent storm, making a clanging sound that shook the surrounding areas.

"How can the physical body be so strong!"

The more the middle-aged man was beaten, the more frightened he became, and the more he was beaten, the more chilled he felt.

He is a great monk who has entered the inscription pattern. Although his cultivation is imprisoned in the blood-moving realm by this initial land, it is not comparable to ordinary blood-moving monks.

In this realm, he is proud of others, but he only punched the little kid in front of him a few times. He actually felt as if he was being hit by the majestic mountains, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

Before the middle-aged man could recover, Tuwazi attacked again. His fist was filled with runes, and the gray-white mist seemed to materialize.

He compressed the entire body of the ferocious ape in one place, and the increase obtained was even more powerful.

"When", "When..."

The screams sounded, the force was too strong, and the middle-aged man could not resist it at all. His chest was directly pierced, and his heart burst in an instant. The bones in half of his body were broken, making a crackling sound, and the fresh sound was heard.

Bloody.

This wasn’t the end yet, Tuwazi jumped up again, raised his calf and hit the man’s head hard again.

A huge impact hit, even the air was kicked out, making a whining sound, the middle-aged man's head exploded out of thin air, turned into ashes, and was directly annihilated on the spot.

"Hiss!"

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but take a breath of air, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Although death in the False God Realm does not really lead to death, one can recover within a few months of cultivation.
Chapter completed!