"Barbarian God, Inheritor?" Leng Wenxuan's throat was dry, and his heart was constantly burning because of the eternal anger. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he was eager to understand the deeds of Manshan.

There is no other reason, just because he looked up to the sky and roared, expressing his unwillingness. Yes, it's because of these two words.

Not long ago, he also had a strong unwillingness in his heart, and he could understand the other party's feelings. If there is anything in this world that can make people, in the predicament, keep getting up, constantly rising, and finally reach the goal in their hearts, they are unwilling!

Is it a coincidence, or is it a coincidence, or there is the same yearning, the same feeling, and the same consciousness in my heart. made him the inheritor of the barbarian gods.

"Do you know why you haven't been able to enter the Spirit!" Tian Lao didn't answer directly, instead, he said a sentence that made Leng Wenxuan suddenly realize.

"Although my body is dead, my soul will not be destroyed!" This sentence seems to cross time and space, to his mind, and into his heart, like an unwilling complaint.

"Could it be..."Leng Wenxuan, thinking of the most likely outcome, he wanted to speak again and again.

"But remember it!" Tian Lao nodded, then turned around and pointed to the top of the mountain, but felt that this space moved slightly, and then a bone fan that could cover the sky and cover the sun slowly rose from below, and appeared in his sight under Leng Wenxuan's shocked gaze.

Nine huge white bone fingers, as if they had grown from the top of the mountain, deeply shocked Leng Wenxuan!

Leng Wenxuan looked at this bone fan, and there was a feeling in his heart that he seemed to have seen it somewhere. Suddenly, the whole body shook, and took a step forward, looked at the old man and said, "Could it be..."

"Yes, it's that little iron fan!" Tian Lao nodded slightly, and gave him an affirmative answer.

"This..."Leng Wenxuan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, no wonder, after the tragedy in the village, he had not seen the little iron fan, and since he had the little iron fan, the voice of the wild mountain appeared in his dream. Or maybe he came to this secret place when he slept.

"Barbarian God, what kind of realm is this. Leng Wenxuan noticed a key word, barbarian god! However, he was just a young man who had just entered the cultivation path from the village, and he didn't understand many things.

"Barbarian God, it is the barbarian's honorific title for the guardian!" Tian Lao turned to look into the distance and said slowly!

Leng Wenxuan, like a student, stood behind Tianlao and listened carefully!

If you are interested, you will not be able to perceive the passage of time, Leng Wenxuan only felt that it would be a short time before he finished speaking. In fact, a long time passed, and as soon as he moved, he felt numb in his hands and feet.

He shook his aching neck, and then there was a lot of new information in his mind!

In the south of this region, there lives a race, the barbarians!

The people of the barbarian tribe have a bold temperament, are brave and warlike, respect the strong, and major in the cultivation of physique, and each realm corresponds to a kind of body! The cultivation of the people of the barbarian race is not based on the spirit of heaven and earth, but on the direction of blood.

He is now only the second layer of barbarians, and when he reaches the ninth level of barbarians, he can achieve the barbarian body. However, after achieving the barbarian body, the cultivation of the barbarian can be regarded as just beginning.

Barbarian body, this is the second physique cultivated by barbarian people, this realm, mainly to change their own blood, it is constantly condensed, this process, need to have a barbarian body, can be cultivated.

In ancient times, the barbarians were extremely powerful, and until the end of antiquity, they began to decline, and from that time on, all sides spied on the barbarians to have their own needs, so a melee began.

The barbarian race has been declining for a long time, the dead are dead, the captured are captured, and the disappeared disappear, and if this continues, there will be a danger of being wiped out.

Until one day, there was a barbarian boy who rose like a comet! This young man once achieved great results, slaughtered all directions, drove the invaders out of the barbarian land, defended sovereignty, and guarded the clansmen. The barbarian people regard him as a god and call him a barbarian god!

And he swore by his heart and soul that he became a disciple of the barbarian gods, and worshipped day and night, and after the young man became a barbarian god, he taught his people to practice the way he had enlightened.

At the beginning, it was a body refining, because of the body refining method created by the barbarian god, the barbarian people named it: "Barbarian body!"

And everyone who wants to cultivate the barbarian god exercises must dedicate them with blood and get the approval of the barbarian gods before they can practice it!

"Elder Tian, I have never seen a barbarian god, nor have I been to the land of the Southern Barbarians, how can I cultivate the barbarian body!" Leng Wenxuan looked at the back of the elder and said the doubts in his heart.

"Because your blood has been absorbed by this fan!" Tian Lao slowly turned around and looked at him with a smile!

When Leng Wen heard this, a picture gradually surfaced in his mind, when he first refined the small iron sword, his finger was scratched, and it was also at that time that there was the sound of a wild mountain in his mind.

"Since you are the inheritor of the mountain barbarian, then his relics should be handed over to you!" After Tian Lao finished speaking, he turned to look at the nine huge bone fingers.

Then he pointed to the rightmost bone, and an amazing scene appeared!

But when I saw the bone finger, it broke away from the bone fan and flew up. The moment the bone finger flew up, countless mountains moved, as if they were resonating with it.

The bone finger was in the air, spinning rapidly, and with each rotation, the endless mountain would rise gray gas and rush towards the bone finger. Until the last bone finger was wrapped in an overwhelming gray mist, the phantom of the wild mountain suddenly appeared above the bone finger.

He seemed to be looking at the two of them, smiled with satisfaction, and then merged into the bone finger again, at this time, the bone finger sucked away the gray mist like a giant whale sucking water, and when it reappeared, it turned into a gray bone finger.

"What weapon does your sect use?" Just when Leng Wenxuan's heart was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, the voice of the elder came over.

"Ahh

Hearing this, Tian Lao nodded, and then pointed at the gray bone again, and the bone finger instantly turned into a gray spear.

"A drop of blood!" Tian Lao looked at Leng Wenxuan and said quickly.

Leng Wenxuan also heard the eagerness in Tian Lao's words, and without any hesitation, he bit his finger with his teeth, and a drop of blood flowed out.

Seeing this, the blood flew up, heading directly for the gray spear, and quickly blended into it.

Then he saw that the gray spear seemed to have spirituality, falling from the sky and floating in front of Leng Wenxuan, and an extremely familiar feeling emerged from the gray bone spear.

Leng Wenxuan slowly stretched out his right hand to touch it, but as soon as he touched it, the spear disappeared out of thin air!

"Heavenly Old! This..."Leng Wenxuan was taken aback and looked at Heavenly Elder!

"That bone finger has become one with you, right in your ring finger!"

"Then how can I take him out!" Leng Wenxuan heard this, and kept looking at the ring finger of his right hand repeatedly, and then asked.

"Out of the mind, by the spear!" said the Elder with a smile.

"Out!" Leng Wenxuan was overjoyed when he heard this, and then his heart was together, and the gray spear transformed by the barbarian god's bone finger appeared in his hand.

Leng Wenxuan tried it a few times, and it was really as the old man said, he moved as he wanted!

"Oh my God, what about these eight bone fingers?" Leng Wenxuan couldn't help but look at the remaining eight bone fingers!

"Every bone finger represents a barbarian god!" the elder heard this, and his words were extremely desolate.

"What? Nine Bone Fingers, that's the Nine Barbarian Gods!" Leng Wenxuan exclaimed when he heard this!

"Yes, Nine Bone Fingers!Nine Barbarian Gods!" Tian Lao turned his back on Leng Wenxuan's back and closed his eyes slightly, and sighed...