Chapter 272: The First Ten (Seven)!

Angry and angry, these words can't explain the anger in Fang Cun's heart at this moment.

The hatred of killing his father, the hatred of taking his wife, the anger in his heart has also reached this level.

The vision is distorted, and even with a grunt, his eyes are red, as if he has stayed up all night.

On the high platform, the knockout match was in full swing, and the shouts and shouts of the crowd from afar converged into a sound tide that could be heard ten miles away.

Fang Cun's ears could not hear the boiling sound tide, only the sound of smug laughter in the distance.

When he first entered the Ancient Barbarian Continent, naturally everything needed to be cautious and cautious, after all, it was the tenth layer of the world, where the soul monument was placed, and the ancient power could have arranged some means in the first nine layers, not to mention the tenth layer of the world.

Fang Cun came to the Ancient Barbarian Continent, and after saving the two children of the Green Leopard Tribe, he debit himself to the Green Leopard Tribe, wanting to find out some information about the Ancient Barbarian Continent, but his inner vigilance never relaxed in the slightest.

His world-honored Zhao Tiangang once said: "In the world of cultivating immortals, most of the immortal cultivators who are crowned as geniuses die at a young age, and the reason is that they either die of hostile forces, or die of nothingness, or die of carelessness, and you are too careless, if you want to live in the world of cultivating immortals, or want to live forever, then you must not be empty-eyed, and you must get rid of carelessness." ”

Zhao Tiangang's words are serious, and Fang Cun has always kept them in mind since that day and has never violated them.

When he first came into contact with this person, he couldn't see through this person, although his cultivation was not as good as the three high priests of the ancient barbarians, but Fang Cun had a feeling of fear when he first came into contact with this person, which made Fang Cun inexplicably nervous.

In the next few contacts, there was no such feeling, and today, Fang Cun finally experienced this inexplicable feeling again.

Fang Cun took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down, he knew that no matter how anxious he was now, no matter how angry he was, no matter how much he wanted to make up for the lost vitality as soon as possible, he couldn't do it, otherwise he would definitely attract the attention of some people.

For example, the three high priests of the ancient barbarians.

The Blood Barbarian High Priest looked at Fang Cun's figure, and there was a suspicious look in his eyes, "No, the ancient barbarian statue can't extract vitality, is there a lack of barbarian skills?"

The ancient barbarian like a barbarian technique, it is from the hands of the ancient barbarian sages, the person who performs this technique, the power of the blood vein boiling in the body will be absorbed by the sub-barbarian art, if the power of the blood vein boiling is not enough, then this technique cannot be cast, it will definitely not absorb the vitality in the body of the spell caster, and the blood barbarian high priest can only attribute this reason to the reason that this technique is incomplete.

Also puzzled are the two high priests of fire and thunder, as well as the Nine Hells.

The reason why the Nine Prisons were puzzled was because he could feel that the power of the blood veins boiling in Fang Cun's body was enough to use this technique, but suddenly most of his vitality disappeared inexplicably, not as if it was caused by this brute technique, but as if he had been absorbed by something in the air.

The thumb and ring finger of the left hand of the Nine Prisons kept flicking, and those who knew her well knew that they would only make this movement when she was concentrating.

"How can it be so similar to the scene caused by a certain technique in my Wailao Mountain?" Nine Prison shook his head, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, the ancient barbarian clan has big secrets, and some methods that I haven't encountered are really ordinary, but I'm too sensitive." ”

"To make up for the vitality, you still need to wait until after leaving the first line of heaven, and now is not the time to tear your face with Gollum, first get the soul monument, it is best to get all the soul monuments of the nine ghost kings, maybe there is an elixir in the hands of a certain ghost king that can make up for the vitality, and the soul monument can be used as an exchange.

It's better not to provoke this old guy first, and I still need to go back to the Green Leopard Tribe......" Fang Cun's eyes flashed slightly.

Because he had to pretend to be an ancient barbarian to participate in the competition, Fang Cun left some treasures that could not be included in the storage bag somewhere in the Qingbao tribe, which was more red than scarlet, but fortunately, after Fang Cun entered the foundation building period, the ink-colored Dao robe could be transformed into animal skin clothing, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Call~

There was a feeling of weakness in his body, Fang Cun knew that this was a manifestation of illness after losing most of his life, and after a while, his body would return to normal after adjusting to the loss of life, and this time was about a quarter of an hour.

Fang Cun looked up at the battle on the ten high platforms, the top thirty in the beast hunting link in the world in the wild map, the top fifteen in the thirty two-by-two battles, and then the second round of two-to-two battles, one person had a bye, took the top eight, and then the five who failed were eliminated again to take two of them.

This is the top 10!

Fang Cun went through the first knockout round and entered the top 15, and the next thing is to wait for the second and second round of the battle to enter the top 10.

The battle on the stage is fierce, everyone is fighting bravely for the top ten, their eyes are full of ruthlessness and madness, and they can't wait to put each other to death, these ancient barbarians on the stage are all in the middle of the level before, which will be their turn to take the title of the son of the barbarian god.

It's like walking in the desert, with smoke in your throat, and suddenly seeing an oasis, Rao is full of all kinds of traps or beasts, and they will only come forward without hesitation.

Winning the title of Son of the Barbarian God is like gaining a second life among the younger generation of the ancient barbarians, as long as it can be obtained, any consequence can be done, even if it is death.

Death is also the favor of the barbarian gods!

From this point, we can see the madness of the ancient barbarians, or the belief in the barbarian gods.

Fang Cun slowly retracted his gaze, feeling that the feeling of weakness coming from his body had weakened a lot, plus he had already entered the top fifteen, so most of the anger and impulses brought about by being robbed of most of his vitality by Gu Da didn't know how to use some means to get rid of him disappeared, and the irritable air suddenly calmed down a lot.

"Master is right, the sinister human heart is even more naked in the world of immortal cultivators, and sometimes it makes you helpless, as long as you are calm and careful, you can ensure your own safety, in order to survive in the immortal cultivation world, in order to have the opportunity to become stronger. ”

His master Zhao Tiangang knew that Fang Cun was a dual-attribute monk, and he carefully taught, he walked in the world of cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, experienced life and death, and also deeply experienced all kinds of sinisters, he summed up these precious things, and taught them all to Fang Cun, he not only asked Fang Cun to keep in mind, but also must understand, when encountering things calmly, at least three ways to find a solution, Zhao Tiangang has also deliberately created some trouble for Fang Cun many times, so that Fang Cun can practice.