In the exchange of blows just now, his soul was directly injured by the powerful force.
"Boy, I've been paying attention to you for a long time!"
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly appeared in front of Mu Bai.
This middle-aged man looks quite tough, with a strong back and a strong back. He was the one who attacked Mu Bai just now.
"Intermediate Lord God!"
Mu Bai's face couldn't help but darken.
No wonder his soul power is so powerful, he turns out to be a mid-level main god.
The gap between the main gods is a class, which is at least tens of thousands of years of practice.
"If you are smarter, hand over the artifact yourself, and I will consider letting you live." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
After two days of fighting in this battlefield, he himself had consumed a lot of strength. He obviously didn't want to waste it on Mu Bai, as long as he could seize the artifact.
Mu Bai sneered: "If you don't want to die, you'd better disappear from my eyes immediately."
"court death!"
The middle-aged man's face was furious, and a blue light shone on his right fist, urging his vast soul power to the limit, and attacked Mu Bai again.
"I can only show my trump card!"
Divine thoughts were integrated into the dragon-slaying knife, and some of the divine power of the ancient dragon soul was immediately channeled.
In an instant, a loud dragon roar came from the Dragon-Slaying Sword, shaking the entire battlefield.
The moment the sword shined, the light suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man like an awakening ancient dragon.
The middle-aged man felt this powerful ancient divine power and felt suffocated. It was too late to regret.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged figure was swallowed up by the light of the sword.
"It's the breath of the ancient god!"
"That guy is really not simple. There is an ancient god sleeping in the artifact!"
Several masters hiding near the battlefield were shocked by the aura coming from the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
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Mu Bai killed the middle-level main god, and his consciousness began to blur. The situation was very bad.
But the strength he showed completely shocked the surrounding prisoners. Everyone stayed away from him when they saw him. Mubai was safe for a while.
"This is just the first stage of the trial. You have to rest for a while, otherwise you won't be able to cope with the next stage of the battle." Mu Bai said weakly.
He looked around and saw a flaming mountain not far behind him, so he walked towards the foot of the mountain with a big knife on his shoulder.
While walking, no prisoner dared to approach him within a kilometer of him. Everyone looked at him with as much fear as if they were looking at the God of Death.
After a while, he came to a large square stone at the foot of the mountain peak, inserted the dragon-slaying knife into the ground, and immediately sat cross-legged on the large stone to rest.