"What is a real barbarian head? Could it be that the stars in the sky are all human heads?" Yang Ling was full of questions.

At this moment, the hall shook violently, the yin wind rushed into the sky, and countless souls between the void and the real swarmed from the huge altar.

It was as if they had been asleep for tens of thousands of years, and only now had they opened the seal.

There was a sound of ghosts crying and howling, and the 'stars' in the sky began to shake violently.

In the blink of an eye, 'stars' fell down, one after the other, like a meteor shower.

'Click~'

A 'star' fell at Yang Ling's feet, and he must have felt a chill down his spine, it was indeed a snow-white and crystalline skull.

A misty glow was emanating from the skull, illuminating the icy ground.

There were countless corpses on the ground, all of them headless, and I don't know how many years had passed, and some of the skeletons were still standing proudly, not falling to death.

"Could it be that all the dead on the ground are so-called true barbarians?" Yang Ling felt incredible.

No matter how much time passed, their bones were still as hard as iron, without the slightest sign of decay, and even their skulls still radiated with brilliance.

"Even if the legendary immortal dies, it will turn into dust after a thousand years, right?" he thought to himself, feeling that the so-called true barbarians must be extremely strong, at least stronger than most people in terms of body refining.

He walked towards the center of the temple, intending to ascend the tall altar.

Because since stepping into this place, there has been an inexplicable call from above the altar.

But the road ahead is not all smooth sailing, the countless awakened immortal spirits in the air are full of anger, they are too obsessed in life, and they can't be at peace after death, and at this moment they are roaring towards Yang Ling.

"The true blood of the heavenly barbarians cannot be defiled, die!" they roared angrily, turning into hideous and terrifying faces, and the yin wind in their mouths was cold and piercing, and in an instant this place became a cold hell.

Yang Ling found that his body was stiff, and even his soul was about to be frozen.

'Click~'

In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of ice condensed outside his body, and countless remnant souls drilled into his body.

His heart was in a hurry, the Vajra Method and the Qingyin Jue operated without hesitation, and in an instant, the Buddha light in his body shone brightly, and the sharp screams of those remnant souls all retreated in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a huge body slowly stood up from the top of the altar, his hair was like a waterfall, his body was like a huge mountain, he was wearing a black heavy armor, his muscles were like a dragon, and his body was full of explosive power.

However, those dim eyes revealed his true situation, this is a remnant body that has survived the passage of time, and the soul is probably gone, leaving only a shell that lasts forever.

In his hands were two great axes of the mountain, which were rusty and stained with blood.

'Knock~Knock~Knock'

He stepped down from the top of the altar, which had been overwhelmed by endless years, and the steps that had been hard as iron shattered at the man's feet.

Yang Ling was furious, his body was frozen, his true power was like ice and snow, and it was very difficult to operate.

Looking at the giant coming step by step, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Suddenly, the giant's dull eyes lit up, as if a flame was burning, and he looked up at the sky and looked around again, releasing an infinite aura of rage.

The pair of mountain axes trembled slightly, as if they had come to life, and the rust on them peeled off layer by layer, revealing their most primitive appearance.

"Humble worms, you have done everything to get the most noble Heavenly Barbarian True Blood of our clan, and I will never die with you in order to protect the last glory!"

The eyes of the giant mountain-like powerhouse became brighter and brighter, and he was extremely angry, as if he had burned the last trace of true spirit, and vowed to kill the person in front of him.

Yang Ling secretly complained, he really didn't understand what the situation was, he felt the power of the person in front of him that was enough to open the heavens and the earth, he was powerless to resist, only kept shaking the golden spear in the dantian, hoping that the majestic man could appear again, and he was in the midst of fire and water.

Seeing that the giant was about to slash down, the majestic golden figure came as scheduled.

The majestic man glanced at the giant holding the double axe, sighed in a low voice, and then shouted: "General Weitian, wake up!"

The dragon-clad powerhouse's eyes were red and majestic, but he immediately stopped all his movements in this loud shout.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he knelt down on one knee with a thud, and wept in a low voice: "The last general is incompetent and cannot suppress the invading enemy, please punish the king!"

The majestic man in golden armor sighed softly: "Countless years have passed, the times have changed, and the former enemy may have risen high and become an immortal monument. And almost all of my clan died in battle, and even I was besieged, and my true spirit was scattered, leaving only the remnants of my thoughts, and I am also a dying person!"

"Your Majesty, you ......" The man was horrified and couldn't believe it, how could the god of war in their eyes die, how could he die?

"It's just my remnants, and the day I run out of remnants is when I die!"

The mountain-like man was grief-stricken, as if his faith had collapsed, and the fiery red light in his eyes began to slowly dissipate, and a pair of giant axes fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, no matter where you are, I will follow you to the death and protect you!" The light in the giant's eyes disappeared completely, and his breath was gone, and he was on one knee to death.

The majestic man looked sad, nodded slightly, and then stretched out his hand, and a huge ghost head ring flew out of the giant's body and floated in front of Yang Ling.

"This is the space ring refined by my clan, which has its own realm, and it is used by General Weitian to raise and train troops when he is guarding important places. ”

Then he pointed to the huge double axe on the ground and said: "This weapon is the supreme soldier of my clan, which can open up the world and be invincible!"

Yang Ling was already able to walk freely at this time, and the immortal battle spirit in the sky had all sunk when this great man appeared, as if he had disappeared.

He nodded, and followed the other side to the altar with the large ring and the double axe, which weighed as much as a hill.

The altar was so tall that when I walked in, I saw headless corpses on each step, which showed how miserable the battle situation was at that time.

And he also had a question in his heart, if the headless bones all over the ground belonged to the so-called real barbarians, then why didn't he see the bones of the enemy, it stands to reason that if he experienced a fierce battle, there should be casualties on both sides of the enemy.

"Could it be that these real barbarians were killed by a powerful force before they even had time to resist? Or maybe they did experience a fight, but the strength of the opponent was too strong, and they won with almost no casualties. ”

Thinking of this, he felt chills all over his body, how powerful those enemies must be, and the most terrifying thing was that they might still be alive.

He could hear the conversation between the mighty man and the giant just now, and he deduced many things.

And what surprised him the most was that the giant and the countless heroic spirits in the sky had mentioned the 'Heavenly Barbarian True Blood'.

What exactly was the 'Heavenly Barbarian True Blood' Yang Ling couldn't know now, but he deduced that it might not be the 'Yuan Spirit Bloodline'.

Even the huge ghost head ring in his arms shocked him, is there a world in a ring? It can even support soldiers in it, all of this is unbelievable, completely contrary to his cognition.

However, thinking of the golden light in his purple mansion and the spear like golden light in the dantian, he slowly believed it again.

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, maybe my realm is not enough, and I have too little contact, right?"

Thinking back to the demon monkeys, pig spirits and white dragons he saw in that valley, he felt that there were still too many secrets in the world, too many things to learn.

He thought back to the past, and everything that had happened recently, and his heart slowly calmed down, at least many of the questions that had been haunting his mind had been answered.

As for the woman who looked very similar to Feng Siyu a few days ago, and what she said, Yang Ling didn't go into it anymore.

Because he had a feeling that since he left Babel City, it seemed that the trajectory of his fate had changed, and as his realm cultivation became higher and higher, many things would naturally surface.

Everything just has to go with the flow.

Before they knew it, the two of them had come to the top of the altar, and in front of them was a mess, ravines, and traces of weapons colliding.

There were dark red blood stains in many dents, and although countless years had passed, these blood stains were still there, and you can imagine how powerful those injured were.

In the center of the altar there is a big ding, the surface of the big ding has been rusted, the great man stared at the big ding, I don't know what he was thinking.

"This tripod is called the Ten Directions, which is used for the sacrifice of our clan, and it is also a powerful magic weapon, which is rare. ”

Looking at the Shifang Ding in front of him, Yang Ling knew that the thing that had been calling him was hidden inside.

At this time, the inside of the huge ten-square tripod was empty, and only a drop of blood the size of a thumb was floating.

The blood was translucent and exuded a faint fragrance, like a panacea.

Looking closely, there was a faint light in the blood droplets, and around the bright light were some nine-colored runes, which looked very wonderful.

"This is the true blood of the Heavenly Barbarians, but unfortunately there is only one drop left. Looking at the blood, the great man's eyes showed endless grief.

Yang Ling knew that there must be some stories hidden in this drop of freshness, a secret, which had a great relationship with the person in front of him.

"A drop of blood gives birth to a world, this drop of blood is of great help to you, you have to do your best to refine it, you can go to the next level. This ghost head ring can be controlled by dripping with your blood to refine, but with your current ability, you can only open up a trace of space. There is still my last remnant thought on that soul shattering gun, you are so self-conscious!" After saying this, the great man was about to slowly dissipate.

Yang Ling was a little reluctant and a little unbearable, because the other party said that as long as the residual thoughts were exhausted, it would be the day of his death.

"I don't know ...... seniors" He wanted to ask for the other party's name, but he didn't know how to speak.

But the great man saw through his mind and said softly, "My name is Wusheng. ”

"Lifeless ......" Yang Ling read softly, wanting to engrave the name into his mind.

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