Chapter 3437 The Powerful Jin Meier

Timurhan roared again and punched the Immortal Killing Sword into the air.

Between him and Leng Qingqiu, he still had the advantage in strength.

But just as he was about to take action again, Xiao Qing rushed back and punched him in the back of the head.

So the three people fought together, and the fight turned upside down, and they were inseparable.

Normally, Timuhan's strength is about the same as that of Jiuyou Yintian Python, both of them are in the middle.

But he is not an immortal monster, so he is not afraid of Xiao Qing's bloodline suppression, and has a great advantage in this regard.

But the sneak attack just now damaged his strength. In comparison, he was still a little worse than the two people, and he was slowly suppressed at a disadvantage.

"Bang bang!"

After a hundred moves, Leng Qingqiu's Immortal Killing Sword pierced his left arm. At the same time, Xiao Qing punched his back with two punches, sending him flying hundreds of feet away.

The surrounding barbarians secretly smacked their lips when they saw it. These two women were so powerful that they actually defeated the prehistoric God of War.

Timurhan slowly got up from the ground, his eyes were blood red, and his beard and hair were all stretched out.

"I swear I won't be a human unless I kill you today!"

This guy was really angry. With a flip of his wrist, a huge bottle appeared in his palm, and then he poured the earthy yellow liquid inside on his head.

Ye Bufan's pupils shrank, there was such a strong aura of prehistoric times, what is this?

Mo Kai, Tie Jia and others' expressions changed drastically, "This is actually the holy water of the ancient times!"

For the prehistoric barbarians, the prehistoric holy water is definitely a rare treasure.

This thing is said to be condensed from the pure ancient energy. Taking it on daily basis can help them quickly improve their strength. After being injured, it can allow the physical body to recover as quickly as possible.

It's just that the prehistoric holy water is too precious. I can't even see a drop of it on weekdays. I didn't expect Timurhan to have so much in his hands.

This thing is indeed miraculous. After touching the skin, the injuries that were terrifying just now heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In almost two or three breaths, Timurhan's injuries have been completely healed, and his aura has surged, becoming even stronger than before.

"Despicable humans, go to hell!"

After completely regaining his strength, Timuhan's figure flashed and rushed towards Xiaoqing and the others.

The three people fought together again, and the situation was completely different.

Now that all of Timurhan's injuries have healed and his strength has returned to its peak, he immediately gained the upper hand and regained his advantage.

After another hundred moves, there were two muffled bangs, and two figures flew out. This time it was Xiao Qing and Leng Qingqiu, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, they were no match for the ancient God of War at his peak.

The prehistoric barbarians who were watching secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The God of War was the God of War, and he finally suppressed these two women.

"Damn old thief, take a punch from me."

Jin Meier shouted loudly and punched Timuhan.

"Give back my son's life!"

Seeing Jin Meier, Timuhan gritted his teeth in hatred. Although the other party did not do it himself, his son had sacrificed to the other party after all.

He punched out with a powerful punch that was as powerful as thunder.

The two people's fists collided with each other, making a muffled sound. The ground trembled, and everyone around them was shaken backwards.

Jin Meier and Timuhan also retreated continuously, retreating to a distance of more than ten feet.

Everyone was shocked at this moment. No one expected that the woman in front of them would be so powerful.

Although the Prehistoric Tower is powerful, it's not that powerful, right?

Prince Kongkong is only a first-level prehistoric warrior. Even if he is used as a sacrifice, it will not make the opponent improve so horribly.

It can elevate a person to the peak of the fourth-level prehistoric God of War in a short period of time, unless more Gods of War are used as sacrifices.

Thinking of this, many people were extremely shocked. Thinking of the disappeared high priest, could it be said that he had made a sacrifice to this woman?

Who is this young man? How could there be such a superb and spicy method?

Originally, the high priest personally presided over the sacrifice for the prince, but now it turned out that the high priest and the prince all became sacrifices.

The most irritating thing is Timurhan himself. He can naturally think of what others can think of.

The reason why Jin Meier became so powerful in a short period of time was entirely at the cost of his son's life.

"Sister Mei'er, let's come together!"

Xiaoqing and Leng Qingqiu, who had come back to their senses at this moment, rushed forward and the three of them took action together.

Timuhan's current strength is comparable to that of Jin Mei'er. Together with the other two, he is immediately in a hurry and unable to parry.

After more than a dozen moves, he was knocked back by Jin Meier's punch, and then Xiaoqing's fist hit the back of his heart hard.

Timurhan staggered, and before he could stand still, Leng Qingqiu's Immortal Killing Sword pierced his right arm.

It is obvious that today's prehistoric God of War has been completely suppressed. "Damn! Damn it!"

Timurhan was furious and furious. At this moment, he no longer cared about avenging his son personally and shouted loudly at the people around him.

"Work together with me to capture the thief in front of you."

In addition to the ten great gods of war who came to congratulate him, there were four or five gods of war in his God of War Mansion.

If we attack together, we can defeat these people in front of us with ease.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Kuroki's stubborn laughter came from beside him.

"Lord God of War, you are the controller of our ancient continent. If we help, wouldn't it weaken your prestige?"

As soon as the words finished, Kong Anda next to him continued.

"You're right, today's disaster is entirely caused by you, you should bear it yourself, what does it have to do with us people?

If you hadn't wanted to use the genius of the ancient continent to sacrifice your unfulfilled son for your own selfish purposes, you wouldn't be in trouble now. "

After he said this, everyone who was just about to move immediately stopped, and everyone looked thoughtful.

What the two people said was very powerful, from a very tricky angle, and it went straight to the deepest part of human nature.

Whether it is the fairy world or the ancient world, strength has always spoken, and there is no fairness or reason at all.

So it doesn't matter who is right or wrong in this matter, the important thing is that Kong Kong died without the prince.

And now the prehistoric God of War is besieged on all sides. If he dies, will the position of God of War change hands?

Some low-strength Gods of War do it out of selfishness in the early stage. At this time, if they go up and fight to the death, it is not worth it if they die.

But strong men like Mo Kai and Tie Jia, who were only a hair away from the peak of the God of War, had very different ideas, and they immediately became more active.

If Timurhan dies, it will definitely be a good thing for them. The next step is to fight for the throne of the prehistoric God of War.

And the three people in front of them could see that no one was easy to mess with, and Jin Meier's strength was even higher than them.

If you take action rashly at this time, even if you take down the opponent, you will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and may even lose your life. It is completely not worth it.

In short, due to various thoughts, no one of these people spoke. They all stood there in silence, and no one came to help.

Seeing this scene, Timurhan was so angry that he roared: "What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"