"Against the sky! the sky is crying, and the martyrs are hurting!" Ah Gong said to himself, and the thin figure gradually pulled away and lengthened on the windowsill......

The tower behind the mountain of the ancient tribe, now with the shattering of the barbarian statue, has become broken, but it is well hidden by Mo Gong, and even outside the door of the altar, there are clansmen who stay up all night, guarding the portal every inch to prevent other clansmen from running in, disturbing the sleep of the first man, and in the altar there are nearly 100 clansmen who are diligently repairing the altar, just because they don't want the clansmen who have lived here for generations to be shattered even the last bit of faith.

And in the vast night sky, Ah Hei carried Mo Li from the sky quietly swept by, the tall tower that stood still towering the sky, now looking down in the sky, even more incredible, no matter how it shook before, it never made the tower deviate in the slightest, but the brute statue on the spire has long been shattered, Ah Hei gradually approached the spire, the tip of the claw gently cushioned the rock, Mo Li did not hesitate to slide down.

The statue has been shattered, but the marks left by the statue are still clearly visible, and the sharp edges and corners seem to have a little bloodstain, as if alive, shocking.

"Ah Gong said that this barbarian qi only needs to meditate cross-kneeled under the statue of the barbarian, and there is a certain chance that the first barbarian will come, so as to open the potential of his own physical body with the power of the first barbarian!"

"Now the statue is broken, but I don't know if this barbarian enlightenment can still be opened?!" Mo Li muttered hesitantly, looking at the deep sky, and calling Ah Hei to leave this place first.

"Anyway, let's give it a try!"

Mo Li chose a place to settle in front of the broken statue, crossed his knees with his hands folded, looked down at the clansmen under the tower, slowly closed his eyes to recuperate, and settled down.

The sky became more and more vast, and a cloud of milky white mist shrouded in a hazy manner, mixed with the cold air overflowing from the snow, which made Mo Li's body temperature drop a lot in an instant, and even the bare skin on his shoulders was invisibly covered with a layer of film-like frost, and the cold invaded.

The rock-steady ink is as motionless as a mutton fat jade elephant, and it is more like an ancient Buddha sitting meditation who doesn't care at all if he lets the cold air attack his body, if it weren't for the fact that there are wisps of vitality overflowing from his body now, I'm afraid he will be considered a dry corpse!

The imaginary statue of the barbarian did not appear, but Mo Li, who had settled down, was not in a hurry, if the barbarian qi could come to him so quickly, I am afraid that the previous ancestor worship would have been changed to the barbarian apocalypse, but it is not ruled out that there can be a secret method to increase the speed of the barbarian qi a lot, but for him now, it is unavoidable!

And Mo Li didn't know that the footprints behind him that only stood like a barbarian statue now have a strange luster that is not noticed by outsiders, but there are thousands of threads between heaven and earth, and the dense gossamer seems to gather under the footprints of the barbarian statue in the dark, if there are advanced cultivators who see this scene, they will definitely be shocked and shocked, this convergence of gossamer, that is every tribe, every clansman's belief in the ancestors of the barbarian statue, and this is the power of faith gathered from them!!

Time passed little by little, but the so-called barbarian revelation did not react at all, and the footprints of the barbarian statue behind him have long been reforged now, but what is cast is a barbarian statue condensed with a massive amount of faith power, and this is the power of faith accumulated by the former desolate tribes, and now it has all been gathered.

And as the power of faith poured into the footprints of the barbarian statue like a surging river, the sky trembled, and the stars that had just been exposed quickly became dim, as if the power of many stars had been extracted, but this scene was quietly carried out without anyone knowing and no one caring.

At midnight, the tribesmen under the pyramid were still insisting on repairing the altar, and the sweat like beans seemed to be incompatible with the cold weather, but it did not prevent them from shouting mountain songs from time to time, and the joyful and happy emotions were transmitted between them, filled with a scene of serenity, silence and laughter.

"The art of the fire barbarians, I take the barbarians as the body, cultivate the art of the first barbarians, and reproduce the glory of the first barbarians, if you and other fire barbarians have spirits in the sky, why don't you come and help me!" Mo Li's head was raised suddenly, his face was facing the sky, and he roared from the heart, the strongest sound from the heart, the sound roared to the sky, and the roar shook the sky.

Behind him, it seems to have condensed to his chest, and the position and even the direction of his fingers are exactly the same as before!

And in front, the void that was originally as silent as a stone suddenly blew a violent wind and roared with the sound of the wind, bursts of shade, and the dry nothingness even emerged Mars, if each Martian point is connected into a line with a straight line, it will form a huge face, and at the center of the face's eyebrows, there is a wisp of flame spirit that is constantly jumping, and the sky is full of Mars like a streamer that stands at high speed, and it does not enter his body in a hurry.

Mars fused together, forming a ball of fire, whistling along the muscles and bones of the veins rushed into the viscera, the heart fire was also whistling out, blending with it, Mo Li's hands suddenly pinched his fingers, and the beast clothes he was wearing immediately broke and fell, revealing twenty-six blood lines, and twenty-seven blood lines on the ground also surfaced out of the body at the moment when the flames entered the body, with a roar, Mo Li's hands swiped towards his eyes, blood splashed, and the flames in his body seemed to gather in his eyes at this moment!

Burning with blood!!

Blood-fire transformed!!

There was a low and crisp sound in the body, and the twenty-seventh blood line burst out and ran up, and at the same time, the brutal image behind him had also been shaped by the power of faith, with a tall and mighty body, strong and powerful arms, wise and sharp eyes, and the unspeakable Dao rhyme filled the top of the pyramid, distorting and deforming the void and changing the sky.

And outside the nine clouds, there was a touch of aura that could not be seen or touched, but could be really felt, poured down, and coincidentally and silently did not enter Mo Li's body.

"First come to you!" Mo Li's heart trembled, and he hurriedly guarded the spiritual platform, and the mysterious and mysterious rhyme was like a faint breeze rushing into the body, swimming along every vein, until it led to the dantian, and the brute image behind him gradually became more and more condensed, and the shape seemed realistic, and his two dim eyes were gradually flashing with halos at this time.

Sitting cross-legged, Mo Li is still the same, but the pendant he wears is also a strange flash of light, intermittent, and there is a faint mist from afar, invisibly shrouding Mo Li, until it seems to form a milky white cocoon!

The gossamer that flowed through his body suddenly stabbed into Mo Li's flesh and blood, causing him to snort unsuspectingly, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, sliding down his cheeks again, and submerging into the pendant he wore around his neck.

"You're not a barbarian!"

In the next moment, a voice full of majesty and deep echoed in Mo Li's ears, causing his closed eyes to open suddenly.

At the same time, the pendant around his neck also bloomed brightly, dazzling and dazzling, shining brightly, shrouded in his body!