South Ridge.

The top of the Barbarian Sacred Mountain.

Inside an extremely tall temple.

"Someone has cut off the power of my faith?"

A figure slowly sat up, his tone of surprise, "And such a good thing?!" ”

"You're doing well, you're doing well......"

He rubbed his hands together and became excited:

"If you cut off the link of my faith, your strength shouldn't be weak......"

It was then that His ears moved.

The figure quickly lay down, and after a while, someone from the main hall walked in.

"Barbarian God...... Haven't woken up yet? ”

An old man in animal skins spoke softly.

The hall was filled with gray mist, and there was a huge bubble in the very center, emitting multicolored light.

In the bubbles, a figure rises and falls, and it is impossible to see the true face.

"We have contributed a lot of blood food and faith power, but although the barbarian god has reacted, there is no sign of waking up."

A middle-aged barbarian replied.

"Maybe it's because there's so little flesh and blood from the human race."

A barbarian priest spoke:

"The human race is the best sacrifice to the barbarian gods, but since the establishment of the Dayan Dynasty, the entire Nanling Terran has been gathered, and under the protection of the Dayan Emperor, even we have nothing to do."

"Hateful, hateful!"

A female barbarian beside him gritted her teeth, "When the barbarian god recovers, he will definitely slaughter the entire Dayan Dynasty, and I will tear that Dayan Emperor to pieces and dry it into dried meat to eat!" ”

Her voice was a little louder, and the elder barbarian led by her frowned:

"The barbarian gods are in front, and they must not be presumptuous...... Alright, let's all go out. ”

The four of them walked out of the temple and walked until they reached the outside of the barbarian temple before stopping.

"Patriarch Jiao, what do you think...... How much hope can there be for the revival of the barbarian gods? ”

The middle-aged barbarian spoke.

"Patriarch, what do you want to say?"

The old barbarian frowned.

These four barbarian leaders are the chiefs or priests of the four strongest of the twelve barbarian tribes today.

They studied the power of the bloodline, and if they were divided according to the cultivation realm, these four people were all strong people in the Mahayana period, and the old barbarian among them was even equivalent to the monks of the Tribulation Period.

The old barbarian's name is Jiao Wushuang, the middle-aged barbarian's name is Zhenshan, the priest-like barbarian is called Lujiang, and the remaining barbarian woman is called Ximing.

"We have sacrificed a lot of blood and faith."

Opening:

"Whether the barbarian god can wake up is still unknown, and after he wakes up, if he wants to recover his strength, he will only need more blood food and faith."

"You want to stop the sacrifice?"

Jiao Wushuang's eyes froze.

"Instead of pinning your hopes on this, think about something practical."

Opening:

"In this land of Nanling, the human race can soar, the demon race can become immortals, but my barbarian race can't take the last step...... Patriarch Jiao, haven't you thought about what the reason is? ”

"What do you mean?"

Jiao Wushuang narrowed his eyes.

Zhen Shan chuckled lightly and looked at the barbarian temple:

Is it possible that the final step to becoming a god is there? Now it's better to waste blood and faith to feed a god who can't wake up, so I might as well wait...... Divide and eat! ”

Compared with Jiao Wushuang, Zhenshan is very young and ambitious.

"Yama? Crazy?! ”

Hearing his words, Jiao Wushuang was shocked, he was loyal to the barbarian god and had never thought of such a thing.

"Patriarch Jiao, don't you want to revitalize the barbarians?"

Zhen Shan stared at Jiao Wushuang's eyes, and there was some demagogy in his voice:

"If we eat up the barbarian gods, maybe we can make up for the missing link?

In the future, the four of us will be the new gods of the barbarians, and the entire barbarian will go out of the land of Lingnan under our leadership and become the overlord of the Cangyuan realm.

Then all the nations will prostrate themselves at our feet, and we will be left to die...... How wonderful is that?! ”

Speaking of this, a look of intoxication appeared on Zhenshan's face.

The barbarians are simple-minded, but those who have cultivated to the realm of the four great patriarchs have different thinking and vision from ordinary barbarians.

Jiao Wushuang wanted to refute, but when he turned his head, he saw Lu Jiang and Xi Ming without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"That's what you think too?"

Lu Jiang and Xi Ming glanced at each other and nodded.

Obviously, the mountain has already passed through the gas with them.

It's just that among the four, Jiao Wushuang is the strongest and the oldest, and he is loyal to the barbarian god.

Therefore, he was put last, and Zhenshan was ready to wait for the three strong men to agree, and then find a way to persuade Jiao Wushuang.

Jiao Wushuang looked at the three of them, then at the barbarian temple in the distance, and sighed.

After a long time, he spoke:

“…… This matter will be discussed later. ”

Inside the Barbarian Temple.

The figure in the bubble shrunk his shoulders, holding his head and shivering.

He had just risen and was about to be eaten by "his people"!

Inside the bubble, there are gray silk threads that hang from the void and are linked to the body of the barbarian god.

He tried to resist, but the chain of faith was formless and indiscriminate, and with His new strength, it could not be broken.

He could only watch as the power of faith poured in, and a special link between man and God was taking shape.

The barbarian god panicked at the moment.

He knew that once the chain between man and god was formed, he would be firmly bound to the barbarians.

The influx of massive beliefs will not only form a connection between cause and effect, but even the thoughts will be influenced by the ideological trend of the barbarian group.

"If you bind yourself to the barbarians, you'll definitely lose your brains, right?"

The barbarian covered his head, worried about it.

At that moment, He noticed that beside him, there was a pure white thread.

This channel of faith has been cut off from the outside world, and the transmission of the power of faith has stopped.

A bold idea took shape in His heart.

"Or ...... Try to reach out to this person? ”

………………

Copper Hammer Ridge.

Lu Xuan stood on top of the high cliff and looked at the scene below.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses piled up.

The Feather Clan suddenly came and caught the Barbarian tribe off guard.

Their original plan was to contact the Demon King of the Demon Clan Panjiang Country Town, and the two sides joined forces to swallow the Yuren tribe together.

But now, the friendly forces did not come, and he was attacked again in the base camp, and he was wiped out in an instant.

"Immortal Master Xie's life-saving grace."

In front of Lu Xuan, dozens of people of the Dayan Dynasty kowtowed to him.

"You don't have to thank me."

Lu Xuan raised his hand and held these people up, stopping them from bowing down.

He laughed and said:

"If you really want to thank you, it is better to thank you Dayan Human Emperor, who established the Terran Immortal Dynasty in the land of Lingnan, and he was the first to do this."

The name of the Dayan Emperor is Su Yuan, he was born in an ordinary place, and later worshipped a stranger as a teacher, learned a great supernatural power, and established the Dayan Dynasty in Nanling three thousand years ago, sheltering countless human races.

In this story, Lu Xuan is responsible for playing the role of the person named "Inhuman".

The Great Yan Emperor Su Yuan is his third apprentice.