The endless darkness was so majestic that it almost suffocated Shen Cong, and the bones of his whole body were like dough, being kneaded wantonly, until Shen Cong fainted in the end. Not because of the pain, but because of the power that would break the soul in the end.

"Kill, kill him!"

"Monster, kill him, endanger the human race, and destroy the heavens and the earth!"

"Kill!"

Crazy shout, Shen Cong looked around, I don't know when, there were countless people standing around, looking at him frantically at the moment. Everyone held a blade in their hands, and the blades were all facing Shen Cong. The killing intent condensed together, and it frantically impacted Shen Cong.

Unable to see the boundless sea of people, Shen Cong is like a lonely boat, about to sink in this sea of people. Fear, and endless loneliness eroded Shen Cong, Shen Cong couldn't help but want to squat down with his head in his hands, but the pride in his heart made Shen Cong stand stubbornly, looking at the almost unclear face figures around him, nothing could make him fall, no!

"Wake up, get up!"

A huge voice suddenly sounded in Shen Cong's ears, everything in front of him suddenly dissipated, and Shen Cong's eyes opened suddenly. Where there is still wilderness, and where there are still human figures, what catches Shen Cong's eyes is a piece of black, black is very messy, not pure, but the feeling given to Shen Cong is extremely familiar.

Following the voice just now, Shen Cong turned his head to look ahead, and a figure was sitting on a staircase, looking at him with interest at the moment. Shen Cong's gaze met the eyes of this figure, Shen Cong's figure couldn't help but be shocked, at that moment, Shen Cong seemed to have seen through all the secrets, leaving not the slightest wisp.

"Who are the seniors?"

Shen Cong got up and saluted the figure. Shen never felt malice in the figure, and even that strange sense of familiarity emanated from the figure. Let's take a step back and say, if the figure really has any malice, just the momentum shown in his gaze just now, Shen Cong will not have the slightest luck.

"The guy who got you in. The figure chuckled softly, in a deep voice.

"Seniors are Terrans?"

Shen Cong looked up in some surprise, and the word "person" bit a little heavily at the end, which made Shen Cong have to be surprised. In the dark night space, there is a human race here all the time, what is the situation?

"Otherwise, you think it's a race, but this is not the space of the Night Clan, but another dimension, just a little closer to the Night Clan. As if he could see Shen Cong's thoughts, he deliberately explained.

"Then the seniors let the juniors come here for?"

Shen Cong thought of the majestic black pillar of light in the dark night space, and the whirlpool that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sense of familiarity that came from the whirlpool. Shen Cong was stunned at that time, because there was a barbarian king fist mantra in the whirlpool, and it was this that made Shen Cong stunned, almost making Shen Cong think that he had a delusion.

"Didn't you think of something, why ask!" The figure chuckled and shook his head.

"Please also ask the seniors to advise!" Shen Cong bowed.

"It's really a cautious boy, but such a character is easy to live a long time, unlike the old man who offended people everywhere back then. But then again, if I hadn't been hiding everywhere back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't be where I came to be. ”

The figure was a little embarrassed, his figure shook slightly, and suddenly appeared in front of Shen Cong, looking at Shen Cong condescendingly. is nearly two meters tall, which is half a head taller than Shen Xiaoxiao. Shen subconsciously raised his head and saw the face of the figure clearly, and was stunned, his eyes full of incredulity.

"Surprised?" said the figure.

"Senior...... The seniors are very similar to the people I know below. Shen opened his mouth and stammered a little.

"You're really unhappy like this, just say whatever you want, and I won't hurt you. The figure waved his hand a little dislikedly.

Shen Cong smiled bitterly, Shen Cong didn't want to be so cautious, but in the face of a strong man who was much stronger than himself and didn't know where he came from, if he didn't show caution, he was afraid that his life would be in danger at any time. After all, the more powerful the person, the more ego. And the most obvious manifestation of the ego is that the temper will seem weird, go your own way, and be happy how to come.

Many times, if the words are not right, it is easy to lead to death, and before he understands the real situation, Shen Cong does not dare to get up at will.

"It's really strange, your temperament can actually cultivate this fist technique to this extent, even if there is a dark night life spring, it shouldn't be, it's strange!" the figure stared at Shen Cong and muttered to himself.

Shen Cong's body stiffened slightly, and only when he saw clearly that the figure had no resistance to the Dark Night Life Spring, did he relax. The Fountain of Night Life was resisted by all the races, even like Qingyang Tianzun, in the end, it was because of Shen Cong's talent that he was accepted into the door exceptionally. But Shen Cong would never think that such a good thing would happen every time, and everyone would look at him differently, which would be unrealistic at all.

"Okay, I won't go around the bush with you, I've waited here for 10,000 years, I'm going to leave after teaching you. The figure looked at Shen Cong and said in a deep voice, "You should recognize me, if you can't recognize me, I will slap you to death here now, and continue to wait for ten thousand years!"

"Predecessor is a barbarian king?" Shen Cong said with a wry smile.

"I know it, but I'm pretending to be confused there, and then I know what to say, continue to pretend to be confused, be careful that I beat you!" said the barbarian king, raising his arm.

Shen Cong took a deep breath slightly, and when he heard the barbarian king admit himself, Shen Cong's heart couldn't help but burst into horror. Barbarian King, that was an invincible figure many years ago, and all the people of that era had no temper, even other races. It can be said that the barbarian king is the protagonist of that era, in heaven and on earth, he is the only one.

There are countless stories about the barbarian king. Shen Cong had actually thought about the identity of the figure before, but he didn't think about the barbarian king, but the descendant of the barbarian king. But after seeing the face of the barbarian king, this idea was shattered, and no descendant would be able to touch the same as the ancestors. And Shen Cong cultivated the Barbarian King Fist and condensed the phantom of the Barbarian King, and he knew too much about the characteristics of the Barbarian King.

"Didn't the predecessors shatter the void?"

"Yes, this is just a little of my spirit, and the main soul has reached the upper realm. As for the reason for staying here, it's very simple, it's just a legacy, such a powerful power shouldn't be enjoyed by me alone. The Barbarian King said in a deep voice.

The corners of Shen Cong's eyes twitched slightly, such a reason was too broken, so broken that Shen Cong didn't believe it. Leaving a legacy, Shen Cong naturally believes this, every cultivator has such thoughts. But what inheritance, you need to divide a little spirit, and then wait for 10,000 years.

If you are Shen Cong, Shen Cong will never do this, if you really want to leave the inheritance, stay in a mountain lump, someone will find out one day. If you want to be conspicuous and create a sect, it is naturally very simple, as long as the timing is right, this sect can be inherited for thousands of years, or even 10,000 years, which is not better than the spirit of hard work for 10,000 years.

"Boy, what kind of eyes do you have!"

The barbarian king's eyes widened, and he slapped his palm on Shen Cong's shoulder. There was no suspense, Shen Cong's entire shoulder turned into pieces, and Shen never felt the presence of bones, not even the flesh and blood of his shoulder. But immediately, such a feeling disappeared again, the barbarian king's hand was raised, and Shen Cong's shoulder returned to its original state, as if it were an illusion before.

"Is it the Barbarian King Fist that the predecessors want to inherit?" Shen Cong quickly changed the topic and asked.

", the Barbarian King Fist has so many inheritances outside now, do I need to spend so much effort to continue to do this. I used to think that your head was easy to use, but now it seems that it is also average. ”

The barbarian king nodded Shen Cong's head, and Shen Cong was frightened and wanted to hide back. Pat a shoulder, the shoulder is shattered, the point is in the head, and the head is definitely not protected. But in the end, Shen Cong stubbornly resisted the urge to lean back, and if he really wanted to dodge, I was afraid that the consequences would be even worse.

Seeing that Shen never hid, the barbarian king was very satisfied and tapped Shen Cong's head a few times. However, this time his head did not explode, which made Shen Cong breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time, he smiled even more bitterly. I don't know if this barbarian king has become like this because he has been here for 10,000 years and no one has spoken, or if his original character is so fucked, which causes this spirit to be like this.

"Well, enough gossip, let's be serious now. Why do you think I dominated the world back then?"

The barbarian king walked to the stairs, sat down, patted the stairs next to him, and let Shen Congye pass. Shen Cong hesitated for a moment, walked over and sat aside.

"It is rumored in the world that the predecessors are extremely talented, and they have cultivated their physique to an unprecedented level, and they have even created their own Barbarian King Fist, which can live and die nine times at the peak, without any damage!"

Shen Cong said in a low voice, this is the highest mystery of the Barbarian King Fist, it has been broken nine times, and it can be restored nine times, and it can be in the most peak state every time. Between the ninth-order apocalypse, it was easy to defeat the other party, but it was even more difficult to kill, let alone kill nine times in a row, it was simply wishful thinking, not to mention how exaggerated the ninth-order physical defense was.

It can be said that nine deaths and nine lives are simply impossible to exist, but the barbarian king has done it.

"Hehe, life and death nine times, if I tell you, I can live and die countless times, every time at the peak, do you believe it?" The barbarian king looked at Shen Cong and laughed in a low voice.

"Countless lives and deaths?" Shen Cong was stunned for a moment, nine times of life and death is enough to be perverted, countless lives and deaths, what is that concept?

"The ninth-order physique can be reborn with a drop of blood. But each rebirth inevitably consumes countless amounts of energy, and it cannot be replenished at all during battle. Therefore, once life and death reach the peak, even if it is the limit. But the old man can live and die countless times, what do you think, how about such exercises?"

"It can't exist at all!" Shen Cong said subconsciously.

That's right, before I encountered this exercise, or before I encountered this cultivation system, I also felt that it was impossible, how could there be such a practice system in the world. The Barbarian King laughed loudly, "But today, I want to tell you that there is such a system of exercises. And there is not the slightest weakness in this exercise system, and your whole body is like one place. Of course, there may be other ways to make you a little stronger elsewhere, but I haven't found that yet. ”

Shen Cong was a little stunned, as if he was listening to the Book of Heaven. Everything in the world has its own weaknesses, and there is no such thing as perfection. As strong as the ninth-order Apocalypse, there are flaws in the moves, so they are caught by a strong person at the Tianzun level. Even Tianzun has weaknesses in his moves, but others can't catch them.

Shen Cong's mind suddenly lit up, "There is a weakness in this exercise system, but we can't grasp it?"

The barbarian king had a smile on his face, glanced at Shen Cong deeply, and smiled slightly, "It seems that it is not an accident that you appeared here. That's right, there is no perfect system of exercises in the world, even this god and demon refining body is the same!"