"What? Their physiques are so strong because of the power of the altar?" Zhong Qinglei was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled his eyes again and had his own thoughts.

Because if ordinary savages are nourished by the power of the altar, they can make their bodies so powerful, how much can a pure cultivator grow under the same circumstances? So powerful, who wouldn't want to get it?

Zhong Qinglei stepped forward and took the initiative to ask Liu Zhengyang to fight: "Liu Zhengyang, take out the weapons in your secret palace, and I will also join the war."

"The weapon in my secret palace?" Liu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses.

What Zhong Qinglei said should be those swords, spears, swords and halberds that are obviously of super high quality.

Liu Zhengyang took out a long spear and handed it to Zhong Qinglei: "Why did you suddenly change your mind? Haven't you been shadowed by those savages, and you don't want to fight them again anyway?"

"Ideas can be changed." Zhong Qinglei said solemnly: "If those savages really became powerful because of the power of the altar, then I am more and more interested in the altar you speak of. I want to see what I can do on the altar. How strong you become with help."

After speaking, Zhong Qinglei took the spear and took the initiative to attack.

As for the reason why Zhong Qinglei took the initiative to ask for the spear, it was naturally because he was attracted to the battle by the altar, but his physique was not as good as those of the savages.

He wanted to make up for that with weapons.

Following behind Zhong Qinglei, Liu Zhengyang also attacked again.

As for Xiao Duomi, Liu Zhengyang did not let her take action based on safety considerations.

She used the auspicious clouds to fly into the air to avoid it.

As for Qi Tianfang and others, they naturally stayed by Domi's side to protect Domi.

With their own abilities, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were constantly interspersed among the many savages, and the sound of fierce fighting came one after another. Even Zhong Qinglei, relying on the magic weapon, can gain a certain advantage in a short period of time and fight against the savages.

Because he holds a magic weapon in his hand, he can easily break through the opponent's defense.

Of course, because his body couldn't easily withstand the opponent's attack, it was really hard to say if the battle went on.

Qi Tianfang looked down at the battlefield in mid-air, and said with fascination: "I also want to become as powerful as them and defeat all those who can threaten us. As a man, we can only hide in mid-air, and I always feel ashamed to lose it. Grandma's house."

"Can't a man not fight when he can't fight?" Little Domi tilted his head, hard to understand.

Qi Tianfang said mockingly, "Elder Sister, don't you want to fight with the sect master?"

Xiao Duomi thought about it seriously before answering: "It seems interesting to play occasionally, but the battle is very tiring, and it hurts to be beaten, I don't like it."

Qi Tianfang was speechless on the spot.

The concept of battle is obviously different in his and Domi's cognition.

Slowly, the battle between Liu Zhengyang, Zhong Qinglei, and many savages has come to an end.

Those savages found that Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were not easy to provoke, and they could not successfully attack Xiao Duomi and others in midair, so they had to start back. It's just that Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei had their own ideas, but instead they bit behind them, making the savages depressed.

"What do you think?" The tall savage who fought against Liu Zhengyang suddenly asked.