The golden mouth of the barbarian giant suddenly opened, and he confided a word, and the barbarian people who were fleeing under their feet suddenly stopped, their bodies prostrate, and they knelt on the ground trembling and worshipped, and the eight elders also knelt down with ugly faces, like a glance.

Yang Luochen looked at the Barbarian Elder on the side in confusion, and Manda returned: "This is the lost secret technique of the Barbarian Great Elder, the Barbarian God has descended, his body is like a dark iron, and his power is infinite, it can also be said that this is the Barbarian God of the Barbarian Race, but it is incomplete."

Yang Luochen asked, "Incomplete, Great Elder, what does that complete barbarian god look like?"

The Great Elder of Manda shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe when the thousand-year covenant arrives and the demon capital goes south, I will also know what the real barbarian god is like."

Yang Luochen vaguely felt the loneliness in Elder Manda's heart, and did not ask again, and then looked at the picture inside the teacup.

I saw that the golden statue suddenly raised its golden feet and stepped on the position of the eight elders, and the eight elders saw that they were about to die at the feet of the golden giant, and hurriedly fled in all directions.

The golden giant suddenly spoke, I don't know what sound it made, the eight people were suddenly in turmoil, the golden giant instantly shrank to its original size, and Manda sat on the shoulder of the golden man.

Suddenly, the golden giant disappeared with Manda, appeared in front of one of the elders, and without warning, directly stretched out his big golden hand and crushed the elder's head, ** splashed everywhere, and the dead could not die again.

When the rest of the barbarians saw it, their faces turned pale, and the other seven elders were even more frightened, but the golden man did not stop, and in ten breaths, the remaining seven elders were all dead, and their bodies were directly torn into several pieces by the golden man, which was very cruel.

When Yang Luochen saw this, he didn't know how to describe his feelings, the kind of human life that he admired just now, Yang Luochen was resentful and a little helpless in his heart.

The current barbarian worship is like killing a god to descend into the world, and at the same time, it is a little unbearable. Yang Luochen didn't know what happened to Manchong during this time of coma, but he didn't feel like he was alone at all.

Yang Luochen was still staring at the picture inside the teacup, at this time, the eight elders all died tragically, and the golden man did not stop, and then killed several barbarian warriors, the same cruelty, blood has been all over the snowy land.

Such a slaughter, the barbarian people who knelt on the ground and trembled, but they were indifferent, watching their compatriots die in front of them one by one, some began to cry, and some kept kowtowing to the golden people.

Except for the accident of the eight elders, more than a dozen barbarian warriors died, the golden man has not stopped, the slaughter is still continuing, Yang Luochen can't see any feelings in the golden man, like a puppet of slaughter.

Just when the golden man was about to attack a barbarian woman, the barbarian who was originally sitting on his shoulder with his eyes closed and his face indifferent suddenly changed, as if he was struggling.

The golden man also began to struggle, constantly retreating, and the gold gradually dimmed, until after retreating from the barbarian masses, the gold on the barbarian chong's body completely disappeared, and he returned to his scarred appearance.

Manda also opened his eyes, fell from Manchong, and lay on the ice, his eyes full of tears.

Manchong knelt down in front of Manda, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the scene that happened in front of him, his eyes were full of remorse, but when he saw Manda, it turned into kindness and apology.

Manchong slowly spoke, said a few words, and then closed his eyes and fell, and the turbulent Manda on the ground suddenly struggled to climb to Manchong's side, but he couldn't move, his face was anxious, and his tears gradually turned red.

Man Chong opened his eyes again, opened and said a word, and there was no movement from there, and the whole picture stayed here, motionless.

Yang Luochen looked up at Elder Manda and asked, "Great Elder, how is your father?" What did he say to you?"

Manda sighed and returned, "Do you know? After the Eight Great Elders besieged my father, I thought my father was dead, and I had endless anger in my heart, and I only wanted to kill them."

"Then my consciousness somehow broke away from my body and entered my father's body. In my father's strange body, I suddenly found a powerful force."

"I tried to touch that power, and I found that the power actually took the initiative to get close to me, and then you also saw that my father's body was occupied by me, and I could still call on the powerful power in his body"

"I used my father's body to kill the Eight Great Elders and those barbarian warriors, and the anger in my heart was still unsettled, and I slaughtered all the way until the target was that woman. My father's original consciousness has awakened, and he is desperately fighting with me for control of his body."

"It's the first time I've used this strange thing, I can't fight my father at all, I can only return to my own body, my father is not dead, but I forcibly compete with him for his body, which has greatly consumed his soul, and his soul is too weak to be saved."

"Before his death, my father said two words to me, the first was 'Son, don't be cruel to your people, you are sorry for your father', and the other, 'Son, don't cry, the future of the barbarians will be handed over to you'. ”

After hearing these two words, Yang Luochen's nose suddenly felt a little sour, Manchong was not a qualified barbarian elder, but a qualified father.

Yang Luochen said slowly: "The Barbarian Elder never thought of harming his barbarian compatriots, even if the Eighth Great Elder made a dead move, he never thought of hurting them. I'm afraid he wants to trade his life for your life."

Manda nodded and returned: "King Dingfeng, what you said is right, even if the eight elders let us separate our flesh and blood, my mother died of depression, like a shame to me and wanted to get rid of it, my father never thought about hurting the barbarians."

"He can dedicate his life for the barbarians, and he also dedicates his life for me, this is his responsibility as the great elder of the barbarian tribe as a father."

Yang Luochen sincerely admired this great elder who had never met, and also thought of his father and his long-lost family.

Yang Luochen looked at the teacup in his hand, the picture had disappeared, Yang Luochen drank the tea, and the bitter feeling was much less.

Great Elder Manda asked Yang Luochen to put down the teacup and refill it for him, and Yang Luochen asked, "What happened to you, Great Elder?"

Manda smiled and said: "Later, later I became the Great Elder of the Barbarian Barbarian, because I have all the secret skills that the Barbarian Great Elder has, and I also have the power of the Barbarian God, which has been lost for a long time by the Barbarians.

Yang Luochen didn't understand what the culture of this barbarian was like, if this kind of thing was changed to any place where the barbarian clan was unexpected, the end of Elder Manda would be to be endlessly hunted down until he died.

Manda continued: "I didn't want to be a great elder, and I was also very indifferent to those people of the barbarians, after all, they made my mother leave the barbarians and forced my father to death. ”

"It's just that every night, I always dream about my father's death, and what he said to me as if it had just happened."

"It wasn't until a hundred years later, when I realized that I was only aging, very slowly, that I realized that I was no different from the barbarians except for my body, and that I had become an outlier among the other."

"It took me a hundred years to accept the barbarians, to accept my identity. I have newly selected the barbarian god power in my body, and the eight warriors have become the new elders of the barbarians."

"After that, the power will be centralized, they will handle the small matters themselves, and the major matters must be reported to me, the eight elders belong to my subordinates, and they are still in charge of the eight major tribes of the barbarians, which is equivalent to your local governors"

Yang Luochen was in favor of Elder Manda's approach, if the Great Elder of the Barbarian Clan was compared to the emperor, the original Elder Manda would be the princes, and the Great Elder was just a fictitious position, but the Eight Great Elders held real power.

After the barbarian clan was restructured by the barbarian elders, the great elder was still the emperor, but the eight elders were no longer princes, but became courtiers, helping to run the barbarians.

Manda continued: "I didn't expect my lifespan to be so long, and I have lived to this day, eight hundred years. Actually, I don't have much ability, and after my bloody incident of anger, the barbarians called it 'the wrath of the barbarians'."

"After that, the barbarian people were respectful to me, so it was easy to manage, I just let them multiply, and these eight hundred years have been like this"

"If there is any barbarian oracle, I will find the elder of the oracle prophecy land and ask him to prepare, I am still the main guardian of Wangmo City for eight hundred years, this is the last barrier for the survival of the barbarians"

Yang Luochen could see that Elder Manda had completely accepted the barbarians, just as he said, in those hundred years, he had completely accepted the identity of the Barbarian Great Elder, and he really thought that he was a member of the Barbarian Clan.

Yang Luochen suddenly remembered what Wen Lun said, the barbarians were very peaceful on the surface, but there was a big problem inside, taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Luochen hurriedly asked: "Great Elder, the current Eight Great Elders are not all dedicated to you, right?"

Elder Manda was suddenly stunned, as if to say, "How do you know", Yang Luochen continued: "Wen Lun told me that not long ago, someone let someone from the Demon Capital pass through the Demon City, and the Great Elder was almost caught, but then he was destroyed."

"Actually, that person later fled to the south of the gale and almost arrived in the territory of Yunguo, I happened to pass by, and met that demon cultivator in order to heal his wounds, mutilated the girl, and was killed by my design"

Only then did Elder Manda say, "To be able to die in your hands, that's the fate of that demon cultivator." Now that you know it, I won't hide it from you, the barbarians don't actually have the peaceful unity that appears on the surface."

"The eight elders were selected by me, but I don't guarantee that they won't have different hearts, after all, people's hearts will change, especially since the construction of Wangmo City, there have been prisoners escorted here, and many barbarian people have learned a lot of bad things from them."

"But they are afraid of me, and dare not suffer this, and if I am wounded or killed, the barbarians will be torn apart, and they may well migrate to the south, to see the green grass and the purple and red world. ”

"This kind of thing has happened more than once, as long as I don't destroy the Demon City, I will also turn a blind eye, I am old, I no longer have the impulse when I was young, I also know that this Demon City cannot protect the barbarians forever"

"But as long as I'm alive, even if they have different intentions, they won't dare to do anything to kill the barbarians, I can guarantee that, but after I die, things won't be easy to say."

Yang Luochen nodded and asked, "Great Elder, why would they let the Demon Cultivator go over, and could they still get any benefits from the Demon Cultivator?"

Elder Manda was not bored with Yang Luochen's many questions, but answered patiently, and continued: "If it is good, there are indeed benefits, the last time someone from Tianfeng City came, a group of ten people, after arriving in Wangmo City, he gave one of the elders some gold and silver treasures, and he put them into the Demon Capital."

"Those people are strange to say, except for a powerful ghost cultivator, everyone else is a master whose strength is at the earth level and the heaven level. I originally wanted to leave them down to guard the Demon City together, but the ghost cultivator insisted on going to the Demon Capital to have a look, and then I didn't bother anymore."

When Yang Luochen heard the powerful ghost cultivator, he immediately remembered one person in his mind, that is, the big disciple of Yudu, who was able to talk to him, because Dark Night had once talked about it, and Tai Ming almost killed him in the north.