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The barbarian carried Ye Chen and reappeared, it was an incomparably large ancient star.

To say that this ancient star is not small, it is three or five circles larger than the ancient star, it is the largest ancient star that Ye Chen has seen since he set foot in the heavens and ten thousand domains, there is no one.

As soon as he fell into the ancient star, Ye Chen heard the rolling wild aura surging towards him.

Goodbye to this ancient star, everywhere you enter the eyes is a barren forest, ancient trees towering to the sky, a piece of green, just like the ocean, there is no lack of powerful demon beasts in it, and the roar is uninterrupted.

However, no matter how strong the demon beasts were, when they saw the barbarians walking by, they were all hiding far away, and many weak demon beasts were crawling on the ground.

The Holy King was coercive, extremely strong, wherever the barbarians passed, the space could not withstand the pressure and continued to collapse, even the breath he exhaled was extremely heavy, Ye Chen had never seen such a strong one.

There are no reincarnations!

Ye Chen glanced around, but he didn't calculate.

It's not that he doesn't want to calculate, but he can't calculate, and he is still sealed until now, and he can't move when he is forbidden.

That's our village!

The barbarian pointed to one side, and he didn't forget to grin at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked, not to mention, it was really a village, with a strong brute spirit, there were not a few figures, the men were all bare, barefoot, wrapped in ancient tiger skins, each of them was a big man, but no matter how big it was, it was not as big as the one around him.

What a frugality!

Ye Chen sighed, where a holy king lived, he didn't see the Xianshan Palace, he didn't even see a house, they all slept in the open air, and what he saw the most was the big iron pot for stewed meat, as well as the fire frame for barbecue, and the things he ate were all strange.

It is worth mentioning that the big iron pot they used to eat was really not ordinary.

Seeing the barbarians coming back, those big guys rushed over one after another, but the words they confided made Ye Chen stunned, he didn't understand, most of them were the special language of the barbarian clan.

The barbarians had already put down the black dragon, and the barbarians carried it away directly.

The next picture is bloody enough, a saint Jiaolong was dismantled into eight pieces, without cleaning, directly thrown into the big iron pot, and many of them were baked on the bonfire.

What a group of people this is!

Ye Chen looked embarrassed, but he was also shocked.

Don't look at these individuals as if they are very barbaric, they all look as if they are not civilized, and their heads are not necessarily very good, but they are all fierce masters, and when they fight, most of them are more fierce than the other, and if anyone provokes these people, they will be smashed into a lump without discussion.

By the time of the sigh, the barbarians had lifted him to the depths of the village.

There, there was an ancient altar, carved with ancient barbarian patterns, and on it lay a large man who was not very good, his qi and blood were disordered, his face was pale, and there was a pitch-black blood ravine on his chest, and there was a strange ghost light lingering on the wound.

Huh?

When the barbarian approached, Ye Chen glanced at it, his eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't need to calculate, he knew that this was a reincarnated person.

Manxiong, this should be a familiar person, Xiao Feng's subordinates in the ninth branch hall of Hengyue Sect in the past, speaking of which, Ye Chen also fought with him, and the two of them used the Kanglong secret method to bombard each other for several hours, and the spectators who watched the battle were dazzled.

Thinking about it at this time, the picture is still vivid.

Seeing the reincarnation of the barbarian, Ye Chen couldn't help but recall the picture of the barbarian male, Yanshan and Yanlong who died in battle a hundred years ago, the three of them were all fierce lords, they were born fiercely, and they pulled a lot of heavenly demons to accompany them when they died.

You've come to the right place!

Ye Chen's heart was excited, thanks to the fact that the Heavenly Dao was not successful, otherwise after the black hole escaped, he would not be able to see the seriously injured brute.

Speaking of injuries, Ye Chen looked at the pitch-black blood gully on Manxiong's chest.

If you want to talk about the blood gully, it is really domineering, especially the flickering ghost light at the wound, which is still wearing down the essence of the brute at this moment, so that his wound is not only not healed, but also has a posture of slowly expanding outward.

Netherworld!

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had seen a hint of clues.

The brute's wound did not come from the living, but from the dead, and it was an extremely powerful corpse, and it was the ghostly death of the dead corpse that injured the brute.

The barbarian had already put down Ye Chen, came to the altar, and took out a bloody dragon element, which was the crystallization of the essence of the black dragon, which was picked up by the barbarian and integrated into the body of the reincarnated barbarian.

The reincarnated brute woke up and grinned at the barbarian, but with a smile and a smile, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The barbarian smiled with relief, and the two of them talked again in the barbarian language.

After finishing speaking, I saw that the barbarian helped up the reincarnated barbarian, and then he didn't forget to point to Ye Chen's side.

The reincarnation looked at it majestically, but when he saw Ye Chen, he couldn't help but be stunned, he had an extremely familiar feeling, and he said it very kindly, which made him scratch his head subconsciously.

"Unblock me, I can save him. Ye Chen turned his eyes to look at the barbarian.

"Then you can't run anymore. The barbarian said.

"I'm going to have to run away. Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"I believe you. The barbarian immediately beckoned, lifted Ye Chen's ban, and carried Ye Chen to the altar.

When he got closer, Ye Chen watched it carefully, and was very sure that the barbarian was injured by the dead man's silence and death qi, if it wasn't for the barbarian to suppress it with divine power, the barbarian would have been swallowed up by the death qi.

"My child strayed into an ancient tomb and was wounded by death. The barbarian explained.

"I see. Ye Chen smiled, "The owner of the ancient tomb is at least a quasi-emperor, and he is not an ordinary quasi-emperor, and the dead qi is mixed with the murderous aura of death. ”

"Little baby, you're not simple. The barbarian looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

"I've suffered this too. Ye Chen said as he continued to look at Manxiong's body.

As for being injured by the dead man's silence and death qi, it was in the space black hole, and he met a sarcophagus, which was almost exactly the same as the form of the brute at the moment, fortunately he had immortal fire and heavenly thunder protection, these two treasures are masculine things, death qi and even yin things, innate restraint.

"Don't say much, open up. Ye Chen laid the brute male flat on the altar, and then the immortal fire and the heavenly thunder were sacrificed together.

Hey?

Seeing Ye Chen's golden flame and black heavenly thunder, the barbarian sighed lightly, but he never thought that Ye Chen still had these two treasures, especially the golden immortal fire, which made his eyes flicker with a deep light.

Here, Ye Chen had already wrapped the body of the brute male with immortal fire and heavenly thunder.

When he landed, the blood gully at the wound of the brute male was surging with pitch-black qi, and he wanted to resist, but he was suppressed by the two supreme yang things.

Not!

The brute roared in pain, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and blood continued to gush out of his mouth.

Seeing this, the barbarian pressed one hand on the forehead of the brute, and the rolling divine power poured in, protecting the brute's ambition, and also helping the brute to protect the Shenhai Shentai, so as not to invade his primordial spirit with the backlash of the dead qi.

Ye Chen was not idle, he sacrificed the holy blood and sprinkled it on the brute man's wound.

The Ancient Holy Body is also the bloodline of the most rigid and yang, and the holy blood has more masculine power than immortal fire and heavenly thunder, and it is also the innate opposition to the Netherworld Death Qi, which is why the barbarians have to ask for his holy blood.

The Holy Blood was sacrificed, and this was not the end, Ye Chen withdrew from the Holy Body Origin again.

At this moment, the Netherworld Death Qi in the brute male's body was completely suppressed, and wisps of it were wiped out, and there was no power to resist at all.

Outside, the smell of meat was overflowing, but those barbarians all gathered around.

Many Manchus glanced at the brute male, and looked at Ye Chen in surprise, but they didn't know that this seemingly weak and delicate young man still had such a domineering bloodline, and also had such powerful means, and even the Holy King was helpless to be wiped out by him.

The Saint King Barbarian's face was already showing a look of joy, and the light of gratitude was not concealed in the slightest.

Ye Chen also worked hard, this is a reincarnated person, he will not be stingy with holy blood, and he overwhelmingly extinguishes wisps of netherworld death.

It's a long process.

Until nightfall, Ye Chen didn't stop, Rao is vigorous qi and blood of his holy body, and his face was a little pale.

The Saint King barbarian was also generous, constantly pouring divine power, and also took out many heaven and earth elixirs, all of which were injected into Ye Chen's body.

It wasn't until the night of the third day that Ye Chen had received the immortal fire and the heavenly thunder successively, and he no longer sacrificed the holy blood and origin.

The scars on the man's chest had healed, and as for the so-called netherworld death qi, it had all been wiped out, and the barbarian fell into a deep sleep, and was put into a pool of immortal pools by the Holy King barbarians, quietly absorbing the essence of the immortal pool.