And this man with his head down as if he was sleeping, but his body exuded an extremely strong sense of unyielding, perhaps it was this earth-shattering will that turned into the root of the thunder in this entire thunder prison, and the endless thunder suddenly fell on his body, and every thunder fell, it would make the barbarian god tremble and let out a low roar, this process did not know how many years it had lasted,

And the gray-robed man may have been too excited, or he thought that no one would come to this place except him, so even if Xiao Wensheng was very close to him now, he didn't notice his existence.

"The barbarian god who was in the limelight back then, but now he can only sit here like a dead corpse, motionless, you treated my clan like this back then, it was really karma, haha......"

"Now that I have found you, the curse that has tormented my clan for hundreds of years will be removed with your death, I think you in this state have also suffered a lot, today, let me relieve your pain, of course, I will make good use of your barbarian god war paint." ”

The gray-robed man's voice was full of hatred, but he could clearly feel his fear of this barbarian god, but no matter what he said or did, the barbarian god sitting there remained motionless, not even lowering his head.

The gray-robed man seemed to have mustered all his courage, tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, which was an inch long and shimmering with blue light, and walked towards the barbarian god step by step.

One step, two steps......

The gray-robed man walked unusually heavily, and even his whole body began to tremble as he got closer and closer to the barbarian god sitting cross-legged.

"You're going to die, why should I be afraid of you. ”

The gray-robed man roared angrily, emboldening himself with this roar, forcibly dispelling the fear of this barbarian god in his heart, which flashed with blue light, and at a glance he knew that the dagger fed with poison was stabbing towards the chest of the barbarian god.

The barbarian god was the leader of the witch barbarian clan back then, and the witch lord let him come, he should have predicted what was going to happen today, although the gray-robed man gave him a lot of pressure, but today he had to take action.

Sou.

Xiao Wensheng's body turned into an afterimage, and the instant slash was launched, and the next second only heard a sound, the gray-robed man's dagger flashing with blue light was blocked by Xiao Wensheng with the Haotian Sword, but the huge force from the sword body made Xiao Wensheng's arms want to split, and he almost threw the Haotian Sword out, and the whole body also withdrew a few feet backwards under this huge force, and his whole face became flushed, almost unable to stop the bombardment of the violent thunder here.

"Huh, people from Middle-earth?"

Hearing the words of the gray-robed man, Xiao Wensheng raised his head and saw a pair of eyes that were blood-red and extremely bewitching, and the only facial skin exposed in the entire body was also a blood-red color.

"Trolls?"

"I remember, recently the people in the clan learned that there was actually a person from the Middle Continent who got the secret technique of our clan, the blood quenching technique, it must be you, right? Obediently hand over the blood quenching technique, I can spare your life, otherwise don't blame me for sucking your blood dry." ”

At this, the gray-robed man's nose twitched twice, as if he had smelled something delicious.

"How is it possible that your blood smells as delicious as the blood of a barbarian god?"

The gray-robed man's blood-red eyes suddenly flashed with a red demonic glow, and there was a look of excitement in his words.

"In that case, then don't go, since you want to protect the barbarian god, let's die with him. ”

Before he finished speaking, the gray-robed man stabbed at Xiao Wensheng with a dagger in his hand, he didn't know why he was not affected by the thunder, but Xiao Wensheng still had to resist the bombardment of the thunder, and his ability was lower than that of the gray-robed man, so the gray-robed man was in danger as soon as he made a move.

"Razer!"

Xiao Wensheng made a move with his right hand, and the true yuan in his body turned into a thunder snake with a hideous face and walked towards the gray-robed man.

The moment this thunder snake first appeared, something unexpected happened to Xiao Wensheng and the gray-robed man, the violent and dense thunder in the sky within a radius of dozens of zhang seemed to be attracted by Xiao Wensheng's thundersnake, and the thunderbolts actually merged into the thunder snake, making the thunder snake skyrocket in size at the moment when it went towards the gray-robed man.

Wuzhang ...... Ten Zhang......

In the blink of an eye, the thunder snake transformed into a violent thunder dragon nearly twenty zhang long, heading towards the gray-robed man.

Roar......

The roar of rage proclaimed its domineering intentions, and its huge mouth opened to bite the gray-robed man.

At this time, a small war drum hanging from the gray-robed man's waist suddenly flashed with light, and the thunder dragon, which was originally extremely violent, instantly collapsed and separated.

"Haha, since I dare to enter here, I am no longer afraid of thunder, and you, a lowly Middle-earther, are still attacking me with thunder. ”

Xiao Wensheng frowned slightly, if the guess was right, this gray-robed man must have a magic weapon that could avoid thunder, but he couldn't guess what the magic weapon was, which made him very distressed.

At this moment, the two people who entered the battle state did not notice that the barbarian god who had been hanging his head had clearly raised a little, and a pair of dim but incomparably deep eyes had been looking at Xiao Wensheng, looking at it, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and this expression had not appeared on his face for hundreds of years.

"The little drum at his waist protects him from the thunder, and if you take it down, he'll be buried in the endless thunder. ”

In Xiao Wensheng's mind, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly appeared, this voice was thick and powerful, so that Xiao Wensheng didn't need to guess, he knew that the source of this voice must be from a barbarian god sitting not far away.

Xiao Wensheng glanced at the gray-robed man, and sure enough, he saw a small drum hanging from his waist, which was emitting a faint light at all times, driving away thunder.

"Snakes dance. ”

With a move of Xiao Wensheng's right hand, the Chaos True Yuan in his body surged out violently along the meridians, turning into hundreds of thunder snakes and heading towards the gray-robed man.

The moment this thunder snake appeared in the sky, it frantically attracted the thunder within a range of nearly a thousand zhang, and in just an instant, the thunder snake turned into a thunder dragon more than ten zhang long, heading towards the gray-robed man.

The hundreds of thunder dragons in the sky looked huge and terrifying, and the gray-robed man's eyes were unconsciously attracted by this thunder dragon, and at this moment, Xiao Wensheng's figure disappeared.

"Hmph, carving insect ......"

The gray-robed man's sarcastic words hadn't finished yet, he only felt that his waist was empty, and the small drum hanging on his waist disappeared without a trace, and when he looked up, Xiao Wensheng was still standing in the original place, but his face was unusually pale, a wisp of golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, holding the small drum in his hand, looking at the gray-robed man's expression with ridicule and pity.

"No ......"

The endless roar of thunder drowned out the screams of the gray-robed man, and thousands of thunder dragons bombarded for nearly a quarter of an hour, without the protection of this small drum, the thunder dragon and the violent thunder were enough to blast the gray-robed man into scum, and there was nothing left.

And Xiao Wensheng, who was holding this small drum in his hand, was protected by this small drum like the gray-robed man, and he was no longer bombarded by thunder, which was a strange treasure for the current environment. After playing with the small drum for a while, Xiao Wensheng walked to the place where the gray-robed man stood just now, the whole person had been blasted into slag, and a blood-red ring was lying there quietly.

Xiao Wensheng picked up the ring, after the death of the gray-robed man, the ring already belonged to the ownerless, and easily imprinted his divine sense on the ring, and his divine sense swept inward, and found that there were some miscellaneous items piled inside, a few books of blood demon clan exercises, a few bottles of pills and an arm-thick, black wooden stick, as if it had been burned by fire.

This person of the Blood Demon Clan is really poor, and there is only this thing in the storage ring of such a clansman with such a strong strength, Xiao Wensheng can't help but think in his heart.

After counting the things in the ring, Xiao Wensheng turned around to look at the barbarian god sitting cross-legged, and found that the barbarian god had raised his head at this moment and looked at Xiao Wensheng with a smile.

"Senior, I was entrusted by the witch lord of the witch barbarian clan to come here to investigate the situation, but I didn't expect to be able to see my predecessor here, I don't know why my predecessor was trapped here and suffered this thunderstorm every day?"

"I am not trapped here, but I have exiled myself, willing to endure the pain of a thousand years of thunder tribulation, lest the thunder tribulation destroy many creatures in the wilderness, and I am also here waiting for the arrival of destined people. ”

"Young man, can you sit down and listen to me tell me a story?"

A look of remembrance appeared in the eyes of the barbarian god, and he was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Thousands of years ago, I was born in the wilderness, and I was born with great strength since I was a child, and my father thanked the gods of the wilderness for his talent to nurture me. ”

"As I've gotten older, I've grown stronger, and I've even started to be terrifying, and by the time I was a teenager, some of the beast kings weren't my opponents. ”

"And at that time, it was already the age to depict the war paint, in the depths of the Northern Wilderness at that time, that is, at this current location, there lived an extremely terrifying beast with extremely terrifying strength, its name was Raging King Kong, it was a veritable emperor of the Desolate Beast, and no matter how powerful the king of the Desolate Beast Race was in front of this Raging King Kong, he was weak and vulnerable. ”

"On an occasional outing, I glanced at the Furious Vajra, his huge body and the power that was so violent that the Heavenly Dao could not tolerate it lingered in my mind, and then I swore that my war paint must be portrayed with the soul blood of the Enraged Vajra. ”

"Although you are not a person from my Northern Barbarians, but you also have the breath of war paints on your body, and your very strong appearance shows that you also have an abnormal understanding of war patterns, since then, I have been cultivating like crazy, and in just a few years, my strength has also grown wildly. ”

"When I was eighteen years old, there was no one in the Northern Barbarians who was no match for me, not even my father, who was called the number one warrior in the clan, was no longer my opponent, or when I didn't depict the war paint. ”

"I've come here alone, to get the soul blood of the Wrathful Vajra. ”