Nie Fan stood in the Dan Furnace for a while, and his spiritual sense swept through the three rooms and found that there was really nothing. He reached out to try on the Dan Furnace. His spiritual sense kept observing behind him. He found that the Dan Furnace seemed to be unsealed. He suddenly lifted the Dan Furnace with one hand, directly put it in the storage ring, and walked towards the door with his foot.

The thief king, who was holding a stick, was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the person who came in would take away the alchemy furnace directly, and did not think about opening it or searching here.

He hesitated without a stick. He would not give him a chance to attack him if he rescued him. He didn't know if he should rush up and give him a stick. Thinking about his previous two encounters, he felt a little confused. He finally saved something again on his body, but he didn't want to just let him go.

He struggled in his heart, on one hand, there was a elixir of the elixir left by the Barbarian King, and on the other hand, his own treasure, and his wretched face almost scattered. At this time, he had completely forgotten what had been broken through his cultivation level.

He was in a state of great confusion, and when he realized that Nie Fan had already left the door.

"I'm so angry!" When the old man saw Nie Fan's body disappearing, he jumped up in anger, his eyes blew, and his face smelled as if someone owed him a trillion yuan.

After jumping and scolding for a while, he secretly thanked that he felt that this was right. Taking risks was not his style of stealing kings.

When Nie Fan went out, he did not stop anymore and went straight along the original road, and his speed was extremely fast.

Man Ting took special care of him and would not attack him. He had no scruples. His figure seemed to be in a shuttle space. It appeared every once in a while, then disappeared, and then appeared in a very distant place.

His spiritual sense was not hindered, and he could see clearly some places that Man Ting didn't care about.

"It's it!" Nie Fan found the old woman's name Tianyou Grass on a volcano in the middle in a place that looked like a garden.

The flowers are as gorgeous as flames, with green stems and red and yellow roots, and are rooted in a solidified magma.

There was nothing that could stop Nie Fan. He slowly moved forward with a broken can.

There are tall rocks everywhere, and various flowers and plants. Although they are all broken, they have been cleaned up, and the scene you said can be vaguely seen.

Despite the protection of Man Ting, Nie Fan was still careful. He had a premonition that it seemed different here.

"Chee~"

Just as Nie Fan approached the volcano, a fiery red eagle, like a big roc, soared out into the sky, with sharp eyes staring at him coldly.

Nie Fan paused and looked up into the air. Obviously, this was a strange beast living in a volcano, protecting his territory.

Nie Fan did not forcefully break out. The eagle was obviously a spiritual creature, growing in the Manting Court, and he could not kill him. He stood there and looked at the Tianyou grass with his eyes flashed slightly.

"Chee~"

The fiery red eagle hovered down, and its sharp eyes were like swords, staring at Nie Fan with its sharpness, as if warning him not to get closer.

Manting was very mysterious. Nie Fan could not communicate. He looked up at the eagle. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a huge black python appeared from his left. It had traces of iron strangling all over its body, and there was a gap on its head. The blood had not stopped, as if it had just fought.

It looked at Nie Fan, with a hint of gratitude in its eyes, bowed slightly, then raised its head high, hissing, as if it was talking to the eagle in the sky.

The eagle circled for a while, and his eyes that were originally staring at Nie Fan's sharp eyes slightly restrained, and then shouted again, hovered down and landed beside the black python.

Nie Fan looked at the black python and suddenly remembered that Zhoushan had fought with something in the cave of the Barbarian King's Spear, and once said that he would take it back to guard the mountain gate. Later, he killed Zhoushan, but saw nothing.

Now it seems that it is this black python.

Nie Fan understood the meaning of the eagle and eagle cries, nodded at them, and said, "I only took a few Tianyou grasses."

Neither of the two strange beasts spoke, and looked at each other, as if they were communicating silently.

Nie Fan walked over and picked the Tianyou Grass directly, then looked at the two wild beasts, turned around and was about to leave, when the fiery red eagle suddenly roared at him, flapping its wings, rushed straight into the volcano, and flew out quickly, and a white pear-sized fruit was given to him.

Nie Fan was stunned for a moment, then took it over, his mind moved, and more than a dozen pills flew out, flying towards the two strange beasts.

The black python and the fiery eagle both opened their mouths and called out to him, as if expressing gratitude.

Nie Fan took the fruit, smiled at the two beasts again, and his figure flashed, and appeared on the main trunk again.

This time, Nie Fan did not delay any more and rushed forward directly.

Stone gates opened for him and then merged again. Although it seemed to be walking in a straight line, Nie Fan's intuition could find that he had been spinning around the center, but the circle was too big, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Along the way, Nie Fan still saw many dead bodies and scattered weapons. Obviously, many people came to explore before him, but they were all killed on the way by Manting.

Nie Fan was so fast that he couldn't see any shadows, but even so, he still hadn't reached the end for half an hour.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Nie Fan's eyes moved slightly. He saw a blurry figure in the distance, the short shadow that was the first to leave the Barbarian King's Spear Cave and passed by him.

This shadow cannot be seen through, and even Nie Fan’s current spiritual sense can’t be seen clearly. He stood in front of a huge stone gate, which was heavy, ancient, and full of vicissitudes of life.

Nie Fan quickly let go, and his spiritual sense quietly stared at him.

The figure seemed to have felt something, and suddenly turned his head and looked back. He looked motionless for a while, then turned his head and continued to stare at the huge stone gate.

This stone gate is completely unaware of what Nie Fan had seen before. It does not have any mysterious power on it, but it gives people a sense of heaviness that is as heavy as a mountain and unshakable.

I saw this short figure standing in front of the stone gate, as if chanting a spell, and a special force was spreading, blessing it onto the stone gate.

Nie Fan stayed in the distance. He knew that the figure was extremely extraordinary and did not approach him, and was worried that he would startle him.

The short figure slowly walked in front of the door, staring at the tall stone door, and an invisible force continued to merge into the stone door.

The stone door, full of vicissitudes of time, was trembling faintly, dust kept falling, and the ground slowly trembled.

Boom boom boom boom

Suddenly, the stone gate swayed violently, and even Nie Fan in the distance felt the ground trembling, as if it was about to collapse.

The extremely tall stone gate slowly moved upwards, and a decayed and dull aura surged out from it and spread in the passage.

The short body rushed in without waiting for the stone door to be fully opened.

Nie Fan's spiritual sense explored inside and found that there was something strange about the force that could not go deeper. He stood there, pondered for a moment, then moved his body and rushed over at a very fast speed.

The stone gate was not closed. Nie Fan walked nearby and could not feel the phantom and could not find the spiritual sense.

Nie Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly excited. This was the end, and the teleportation array that returned to the cultivation world should be here.

After calculating the time, Nie Fan also stepped in.

There was no power to block his entry, but his spiritual consciousness was extremely restricted here and could not reach two or three meters of his body.

Nie Fan passed through the huge rocks and saw that they were all altars made of huge rocks, guarding each one by one, with obvious levels and divided into three levels. There was also the tallest in the center in the distance. A statue of the barbarian god stood with endless majesty, like an ancient ferocious beast, exuding a fierce aura.

Nie Feng knew that this place should have been the most important place for the barbarians. Although all the important things were removed, the remaining ones were enough to imaginate the grand occasion of worshipping the barbarian gods and inheriting the Barbarian King.

Nie Fan walked inside. The place was closed for too long, and all kinds of decay were filled with decay. He hid his body and walked forward carefully between the towering and tall altars.

Each of these altars is enough to several tons, piled together squarely to form altars.

It was strange. Nie Fan walked between the altars, and there was a faint sound of sacrificial sacrificial sounds echoing. A stream of mysterious power flowed between the altars and did not disappear because of the years.

These forces did not attack the surname. The God-Fengshen Tower above Nie Fan's head slowly turned, and wisps of gray light filled his eyes, covering him.

Nie Fan's eyes were calm, his spiritual sense was maximized, and he walked forward almost carefully. This was the most important place for barbarian sacrifices. Although he had moved long ago, the remaining ones were still mysterious and could not be guessed by common sense.

He did not see the short figure again, nor did he feel any breath of creatures. He was only decay, dull, and depressing to make people unable to breathe.

Nie Fan soon came to the statue of the Barbarian God. The Barbarian God stood on the extremely tall altar, holding a spear in his hand, with a ferocious look on his face, standing up to the sky, roaring, as if roaring towards the sky, inviting to fight.

The statue of the Barbarian God is covered with dust, but it still has the pressure of soul-catching, which is daunting.

Nie Fan was always alert, watched for a while, and then continued to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, suddenly a strange sound that seemed to be there and not be there suddenly came, like prayer, or like a summoning, the voice changes in height, which is an ancient language that Nie Fan had never heard of.

Nie Fan's face remained unchanged, and he secretly captured the voice, trying to tell where it came from.

He stood there, and his face became strange soon. The sound was very erratic at first, blurry and difficult to tell, but not long after, the sound became louder and then echoed throughout the mountain belly, and it was made from all the altars at the same time!

Nie Fan's heart moved, and roughly guessed that it was related to the short figure. He pondered, ignored it, and continued to walk forward.

Although this sound is obscure and difficult to understand, Nie Fan can roughly hear it as a sacrificial slogan of some kind. (To be continued.)
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