Zhang Debiao rode Xiao Hei to climb the holy mountain quickly, and when he came to the temple on the top of the mountain, he only heard the voices of the people in front of him, and the sound of fighting spirit came, knock, knock, knock, the sound was like two siege vehicles constantly hitting the city gate, and when he walked to the front to look, he saw that the square in front of the temple was already full of patriarchs and first warriors of various ethnic groups and tribes in southern Xinjiang, staring nervously at the middle of the square.

The two men in the square were the first warriors of the Rock Hammer and the Mosha tribe, and neither of them used weapons, but fought empty-handed. The first warrior of the Mosha tribe cultivates an extremely domineering external fighting spirit, which is called Slippery Lulu Jin, which is also a high-level fighting spirit.

The sliding car is a siege weapon, and the meaning of the sliding force is to practice this mental method, and the fist can be like a siege car, and the city gate can be opened with one punch!

The sliding force is specially tempered to temper the body, the fierceness is abnormal, the moves are like a rock, the big opening and closing, the footsteps fall, and the stone slabs are shattered!

The vicissitudes of the rock brute hammer cultivation are known for their thick and long, and the fighting spirit is mighty and immense, but at this moment, it also uses domineering techniques, and the sliding strength is hard to collide, and it does not fall behind at all.

Zhang Debiao looked at it for a moment, nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "Abba's vicissitudes of fighting are getting deeper and deeper, even more powerful than when I left last time, I think it is the spiritual power cultivation that has greatly increased his cultivation speed." It can't be long, the first warrior of the Mosha tribe can still support it with a sharp energy, and he will lose as soon as his sharp energy falls. ”

Tumeng Maitreya and other six elders were also watching, Zhang Debiao noticed that there were two white-robed men next to him, one old and one young, both extremely tall, and they were also barbarians in southern Xinjiang, but they were fair-skinned compared to other southern Xinjiang people, and they should be the two old guys and little guys that Langtu Barbarian Hammer said.

Seeing him, Elder Titan quietly withdrew from the crowd and beckoned to him. Zhang Debiao hurriedly walked over, and Elder Titan didn't care about greetings, and complained: "Aman, you are finally willing to come back!"

"I had some trouble going out and was delayed for a while. Zhang Debiao whispered to the two white-robed old and young Nunu, "Who are those two?"

Elder Titan's face was solemn, and he said, "That white-robed old man's name is Bunaloga, and the younger one is his disciple Houinmani, and Bunaloga is also an elder of the Tanya Temple. ”

"He's also a temple elder?" Zhang Debiao asked curiously, "Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Bunaloga is the elder of the Southern Tanya Temple, and we are the Northern Tanya Temple. ”

Elder Titan explained: "During the founding of the country, some of the temple elders of our southern Xinjiang barbarians supported the Northern Zhou and some supported the Southern Ming, so they split, and the part of the elders who supported the Southern Ming took some of them to the south of Tiebi Mountain, while we stayed in the Luoyue Forest. Not long ago, Elder Bunaloga came here with his disciples and told us that the strength of the barbarians is getting weaker and weaker, so the Southern Temple intends to merge with our temple, and the originally divided Southern Xinjiang barbarians are also integrated into one to form a large tribe. This is a good thing, if we can really merge the two into one, our southern Xinjiang barbarians are another big race, and even if there is a war in the future, we will not be afraid at all!"

The barbarians in southern Xinjiang have been divided, and this is the first time Zhang Debiao has heard of this matter, presumably the temple elders split the barbarians back then, and they don't think it's a glorious thing.

After thinking about it, he always felt that something was wrong, and said: "The Southern Temple will not reunite sooner or later, why is it proposing integration at this time?"

Elder Titan smiled, "Aman, this time you got to the point. If we people in southern Xinjiang are really integrated and unified, then are we from the Northern Zhou Dynasty or the people from the Southern Ming? If we are controlled by the Southern Temple, the entire Luoyue Forest will be included in the territory of the Southern Ming, and if our temple is in power, the barbarians of Southern Xinjiang will become the most powerful force in the south, and the Eight Pillars will not be a problem!"

After a pause, Elder Titan continued, "However, after so many years, the Southern Tanya Temple has long since deteriorated, and now the Southern Temple is just a branch of the God King Temple. If we merge with the Southern Temple, won't we also be ruled by the Temple of the Divine King?This old fellow of Bunaloga is not such a shrewd person, and I guess that it is not his idea to propose the unification of the temple this time, but the bad idea of the Temple of the Divine King. ”

"Divine King Palace?" Zhang Debiao frowned, feeling that this name was a little familiar, and thought for a moment before remembering that when he was with Yi Er, he had heard Yi Er mention the God King Palace. Ten thousand years ago, it was the God King Temple and the ruler of the time who drove the abyss demons out of the abyss, and placed a curse in their bloodline, sealing them in the abyss forever.

It is said that the history of the Temple of the God King is extremely ancient, and it has already existed in the Shengyuan calendar year, worshipping the God King and the gods, gathering the essence of martial arts and magic of many temples, and its strength is extremely powerful, surpassing all the temples.

If the countries on the continent are ruled by royal power, then above the countries is the rule of divine power, and the temple of the god king is also above the royal power, and the royal power of the past dynasties has changed, only the temple of the god king is still high, so this temple can be said to be the de facto ruler of this continent.

"It seems that the Divine King Hall and the Principality of Nanming also collude, otherwise they would not have let the Southern Temple come to find trouble. Zhang Debiao glanced at Bunaluojia and his disciple Houinmani again, the strength of these two people was extremely high, especially Houinmani, who made him feel uncomfortable.

As if sensing his gaze, Bunaloga and Houimoni immediately turned their heads to look at him, and immediately locked him in the crowd, their eyes fierce.

Zhang Debiao was shocked in his heart: "The cultivation of these two people is so profound, even my eyes can detect it! Bunaluojia is fine, after all, he is the elder of the Southern Temple, but that Hou Yinmani is young, how can he have such cultivation? It seems that there are many wizards in the world, and there are countless of them, but I am not the only one......

Thinking of this, Zhang Debiao turned his gaze back to the square and said, "Elder Titan, why did my Abba fight with uncles from other tribes on the stage again?"

"It's not that we disagree with Bunaloga, Tumun and a few of our old things want to merge the Southern Temple into our temple, while Bunaloga thinks the opposite, thinking that our Southern Frontier race in the forest has declined and should be merged into the Southern Temple. In the end, everyone couldn't get along, so they had to move their fists. Bunaloga suggested that the elders should not make a move, and that the younger generation should do it, and whichever side would win, the temple would be merged. ”

Elder Titan said helplessly, "There are only two people on the other side, so we can't rush to each other?" Select the one with the highest cultivation from among the first warriors of all tribes and tribes, and fight against Houinmani, your Abba's strength is the highest, it seems that this time he will definitely win, and he will compete with Houinmani. ”

Zhang Debiao was a little disappreciative in his heart: "That Hou Yinmani's strength is not weaker than that of the temple elder at all, and it is clear that Bunaluojia has long known that this time it will definitely not be possible to negotiate, and in the end he still has to move his fists, so he set up a game and waited for you to drill in." ”

While speaking, the first warrior of the Mosha tribe on the stage had been defeated, and no one stepped forward to challenge it again, and the rock hammer stood on the platform and looked at several elders. Elder Tumeng smiled and said, "The first warrior of our northern tribe has been selected, Senior Brother Buna, nephew Hou Yinxian, are you ready?"

Houinmani looked at Bunaloga, who was expressionless and nodded slightly: "Pay attention to keep your hands, don't hurt the brotherly feelings in the forest." ”

"With such a low level of cultivation, the disciple can still keep his hand!" Hou Yinmani bowed his head and said, suddenly his figure flickered, and he had already appeared on the square, standing still not far in front of the rock hammer, and a wave of fighting energy gushed out from his body, and his momentum swelled sharply!

Zhang Debiao's face changed slightly: "Although Abba's cultivation has made rapid progress, after all, the cultivation time of spiritual power is still short, and he is not this person's opponent at all!"

Houinmani's momentum instantly climbed to the extreme, and the first warriors of all the tribes and tribes in the square could not withstand his tyrannical momentum, so they had to retreat in all directions. Hou Yinmani suddenly let out a long roar, the white shadow flashed, and rushed towards the rock hammer like a storm, and his right palm slapped out two feet away, with a click, and the palm instantly broke through the sound barrier!

Zhang Debiao raised his eyes and saw that the air was suddenly oppressed by the crazy fighting spirit into a wall of qi, and then the wall of air snapped and shattered, and a big hand shot it in the air!

Before the huge palm came to the side of the rock hammer, the fierce wind blew his clothes so hard that they even tended to tear!

Elder Tumeng and the others stood up and exclaimed, "Dou Sheng's stunt, Heaven Splitting Hand!"

Before the words fell, suddenly a figure appeared in front of the rock hammer, the big hand pushed forward, and suddenly the fighting spirit was like thunder, and the rumbling thunder rushed up, and the big hand bulldozed the air in front of him in an instant, only to see that the air wall visible to the naked eye was pushed out by the palm of the hand A thick layer, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen layers of air walls were superimposed together, forming a huge palm, and with a heavy posture to meet the giant hand of Houimoni!

Ben Thunderer!

The big mudras of the two of them, one fast and the other heavy, reached the pinnacle of two peerless learnings at the same time, even the elders present didn't dare to say that they could exert these two peerless learnings to such a point!

I only heard a loud bang, and the two big handprints finally collided together, and the thunder hand suddenly changed, and the air wall was twisted by a grand fighting spirit, turning into a spiral, like a steel diamond, and it hit the heaven-splitting hand!

At the same time, the Sky Splitting Hand suddenly turned from a palm to a snake shape, and opened its mouth to swallow the spiral energy!

Po!

The two kinds of fighting qi were shattered together, and the aftermath of the fighting spirit shot in all directions, these aftermaths were easy for even the best hands of the fighting spirit to take it, seeing that the first warriors of those tribes were about to be hit hard, Tumeng Maitreya and the other six elders immediately took action, and the long sleeves flew up, blocking the aftermath of these fighting spirits, and the remaining aftermath hit the ground of the square, and suddenly I don't know how many small holes were shot through!

"Who are you?" said Huimoni as he quickly stepped back.

"Mengli tribe, Debiao brute hammer. Zhang Debiao withdrew his palm, turned around and smiled: "Abba, let me do this time." This kid's strength is too low, if you can't keep your hand, won't it hurt the feelings of your brother tribe?"

A relieved smile appeared on the resolute face of the rock hammer, and he patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't embarrass Lao Tzu!"

(To be continued)