Since the Tongxuandao Zhou Tianxiao Bi Beiqiu cast an undefeated golden body, and was pointed out by people with a heart as the 'Twelve Sutra Acupoints' that were lost in ancient times, the various departments of the Nanban have lost the tranquility of the past, and the eyes are full of green mountains and white bones, green water and blood are floating and sinking, and the entire Nanban has fallen into mourning.

Yan Yuncheng and his party traveled all the way, and there were corpses all over the ground as far as the eye could see, most of them had been eaten by demon beasts beyond recognition and could not be identified, but they could still be seen from the characteristics of some body clothes that they were Southern Barbarians, and of course there were some very few who were not Southern Barbarians.

Soon they found a small tribe of the Southern Barbarians in the foothills of a mountain, but at this time the small tribe had become a scorched earth, and the corpses were lying all over the ground, and the old and weak women and children were not spared.

"Something that is inferior to beasts!"

Yan Yuncheng's face was so angry that he distorted, and he slammed his fist into a hugging tree beside him, and the big tree suddenly turned into powder.

Although the others were not as angry as Yan Yuncheng, they also had anger on their faces, which was simply too inhumane.

As they continued to go deeper, there were more and more tragic situations like this, and even more tragic, Yanyun City and they were already numb, but the anger in their hearts deepened and sank, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Ahh

"Please, spare my child, please..."

"We don't really have what you're looking for. ”

"You beasts, let me go!"

"Hahaha..."

The people of Yanyun City who were marching, their spiritual sense had been spreading forward, and suddenly there was a sound of crying and lewd laughter ten miles ahead.

At the foot of Yanyun City, the Nebula Divine Technique was running to the extreme, and he suddenly lost his figure, although the realm of Yanyun City was the lowest among everyone, except for the Silver Moon Wolf Lord of the Dragon Transformation Realm, his speed was the fastest.

Ten miles away, I saw a small tribe of the Southern Barbarians, at this time the houses were all set on fire, a group of people in black were wantonly raping and plundering, while killing people, laughing wildly, the unarmed Southern Barbarians were full of fear in their eyes, the whole picture was miserable, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Die!"

Yan Yuncheng's expression was extremely cold, and the cold was pressing, he had personally experienced the tragic situation of slaughtering the village and exterminating the clan when he was in Xueman, and when he met here, his heart had long since lost his initial anger, and there was just endless killing intent, he just wanted to kill these things that were inferior to human life and beasts.

His body did not stop, the spiritual power on his body surged, the spiritual power spear in his hand was radiant, and everywhere he went, the man in black was harvested like a mustard, killing one person in ten steps, covered in blood, like a killing god walking in the world, and the hidden dragon guard also joined the battle at this time.

The man in black was blinded by Yan Yuncheng and the others who suddenly joined, and he was not the opponent of Yan Yuncheng and the group of Qin Tianwei at all, and he was defeated and retreated at the moment, fleeing in all directions to escape for his life, but how could Yan Yuncheng let them go, and the attack became more and more fierce.

"Who are you?" said one of the leaders, who looked inward, and it was ridiculous who would pay attention to him at this time.

Under the fierce attack of Yanyun City and the hidden dragon guards, the man in black was like that native chicken and tile dog, he was not vulnerable at all, and his eyes, which were originally bloodthirsty like hungry wolves, showed a look of fear and despair like that of the Southern Barbarians.

For these executioners, although the original hungry wolf has become a frightened little sheep, Yan Yuncheng has no sympathy, as the so-called murderer is always killed, not to mention the beasts that kill these defenseless old and weak women and children.

After a while, only the one who looked like the leader was left, and the rest of the men in black were all killed.

"Say, who are you?" Yan Yuncheng's face was covered with blood at this time, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like substance, and he shouted angrily as the black-clothed leader knelt down in front of him.

"I, I, we are the retinue of the City Lord's Mansion of Yuyang City. ”

This man is completely devoid of the arrogance and wanton manipulation of the woman, and his tongue is knotted like chaff, and his forehead sweats like rain.

"To be specific?"

Although Yan Yuncheng is a person from Yan Kingdom, he is not very familiar with the division of the forces in the major cities of Yan Kingdom, not to mention the others.

Listening to the words of the black-clothed leader, Yan Yuncheng's brows became more and more frowned, the situation of the various tribes of the Southern Barbarians was much worse than he imagined, almost all the major forces of the Yan Kingdom were involved, and there seemed to be the shadow of the Seven Sects of Great Qin.

After all, the black-clothed leader's identity is too low, and it is impossible for him to know more secret information, so the information that Yan Yuncheng can get from him is very limited, but the black-clothed leader still revealed an important information - Barbarian God Mountain.

The Barbarian Mountain is the absolute sacred mountain in the hearts of the Southern Barbarian tribes, compared to the Snow Barbarian tribes because of the mysterious power of the awe of the sacred mountain, the five tribes of the Southern Barbarian for the Barbarian Mountain is from the depths of the soul of the awe and respect, the Barbarian Mountain is not just a mountain, he has been deified in the hearts of the five tribes of the Southern Barbarians, that is the source of their spirit.

"Where is the Barbarian God Mountain?" Yan Yuncheng asked.

"This... It's three thousand miles to the east!"

The black-clothed leader was already frightened and incontinent at this time, and a foul smell wafted away directly, and Yan Yuncheng frowned.

"If you want revenge, come up?"

Yan Yuncheng glanced around the survivors of this small tribe, and found that they were all eyes wandering, their faces were bloodless, and they were still immersed in great fear, Yan Yuncheng knew that if they wanted to get out of their fear, that was to let them destroy the source of fear with their own hands.

For Yan Yuncheng's words, the survivors were all indifferent, so they curled up in a ball, Yan Yuncheng didn't force them, just waited quietly, except for the frightened wail of the black-clothed leader, this area suddenly seemed strangely silent, and time seemed to stand still.

A hint of mountain breeze blowing, just like a spring breeze turning snow, a woman with a dead child in her arms, her dead eyes suddenly rose a trace of bright color, the bright color became more and more intense, and her frightened and helpless face was slowly replaced by anger, and then picked up a stone on the ground, and walked towards the black-clothed leader.

"Ahh

The woman threw the stone at the black-clothed leader, who dodged and avoided the vital point, but also smashed it on his hand, and immediately screamed in pain, but did not dare to resist.

Seeing that the black-clothed leader did not dare to resist, the woman's original fearful expression disappeared completely, and the suppressed sadness and anger in her heart suddenly surged out like a flood of fierce beasts, and her mouth continued to scream, and she punched and kicked the black-clothed leader frantically.

One person led, and the others also began to move, and suddenly the hatred in their hearts was also like a river bursting its banks, and they rushed up frantically, shouting and beating endlessly.

Yan Yuncheng looked at all this coldly, although the methods seemed a little cruel, but for those innocent people who were killed, wasn't it cruel to them?

"Let's go!"

The survivors of the Ren tribe vented the hatred in their hearts, Yan Yuncheng knew that there was no need to stay any longer, he had completely aroused their fighting spirit.

At that moment, the speed under the feet of the group was like the wind, heading due east, leaving afterimages among the dense forests and ravines.

With the strength of the people in Yanyun City, a distance of three thousand miles was easy for them, so it didn't take long for them to approach Barbarian God Mountain.

A large number of people had gathered around the Barbarian God Mountain at this time, there were many people among the lofty mountains and mountains, and people were constantly coming from afar, Yan Yuncheng and the others were inconspicuous in the crowd, because there were too many people around.

Yan Yuncheng and the others finally squeezed to the front, only to see the situation inside, a mountain appeared in their line of sight, if this mountain is compared with the surrounding mountains, it is simply a small dirt bag.

A group of people in front of Xiao Tubao looked at the crowd surrounded by black pressure with resentful eyes, although they were surrounded, but they did not have the slightest fear on their faces, but they were full of incomparably powerful battle intent, word Ah Yan Yuncheng found some acquaintances in this group of people.

Hou Lei was accompanied by a short stubble and white-bearded old man with equally developed muscles at this time, his dark face was gloomy like water at this time, Zhu Xiaotian, Miao Miao and Gou Mao, who participated in Zhou Tianxiao's competition, were impressively listed, but they did not see the figure of Beiqiu.

"I advise you to hand over the 'Twelve Sutras and Acupoints Method', otherwise today will be the day when your clan will be wiped out. A figure stood up at this time and shouted at the Southern Barbarians.

Yan Yuncheng heard the voice and looked at the man, only to see that the corners of the man's eyes were narrow and long, and his lips were extremely thin, and he looked like a mean and unkind person.

"Kuiyin Mountain, you slaughtered hundreds of tribes of my Fire Barbarian Tribe, this hatred is not shared, even if it is the Nine Netherworld Mansion, I will not let you go!"

A sturdy middle-aged man with red hair and a dark red body was stunned, and there seemed to be flames beating in his eyes, and a wild and irritable aura erupted.

"Zhu Xuanli, I advise you not to be dying, or honestly hand over the 'Twelve Sutra Acupoints', maybe you Dao brothers are in a good mood, and you can leave a seed for you Nanban. Kui Yin Shanpi said with a smile.

"I've always had only those who died in battle, and there were no survivors, so why bother talking nonsense, what the sword is pointing at is indomitable. ”

At this time, a man with long golden hair and an angular face like a knife on Nanban's side spoke, his whole body was sharp, and every word fell like a sword blade, and the weapons that were close to him around him uncontrollably appeared with the sound of sharp edges.

"Bei Jingfeng, now with you, the five barbarian kings, and these unworthy juniors, do you think you still have a chance to turn over against our people from the Five Great Avenues Mountain and other forces? ”

"Hmph, Ru Haoxing, you don't fucking make noise here, you untrustworthy pickled goods, even if Lao Tzu is blind, he still recognizes you as a brother, I bah, even if Lao Tzu fights to the last trace of brute blood, he will stab you, a treacherous villain, and have the ability!" It was the old man with a short stubble and white beard who stood on the side of Hou Lei who spoke.

Listening to the words of the short stubble and white-bearded old man, Yan Yuncheng sighed secretly in his heart, Hou Lei's ramming character and big mouth without a door are the result of this old man's words and deeds.