The barbarian lowered his head and became more and more anxious to recite. Even the high priest stood on one side of the altar, lowering his head and reciting silently.

"Roar~" I don't know how long it took, but the Barbarian King suddenly roared, his voice trembling throughout the mountain abdomen.

All the barbarians, including the high priest, were not nervous, but their hearts became trembling. They all knew that this meant that the barbarian king had been recognized by the altar and gained the power of the barbarian gods they had accumulated for two hundred years, and would become their true king!

The barbarians around stopped reciting and looked up at the tall figure not far from the statue of the Barbarian God. Almost everyone was crying. After two hundred years, they could finally leave this ghost place again and return to their ancestral land, so that the tribesmen will no longer struggle here.

The high priest was the most excited. His hands holding the sandalwood cane were trembling. His extremely old face changed awkwardly, and his eyes became like ordinary people, with moist eyes and tears flashing.

The purple-flaming eyes of the statue of the Barbarian God slowly faded away, and the extremely tall figure fell into silence.

The Barbarian King turned around, his eyes flashed with purple light, his temperament changed particularly, his heroic posture became more and more upright, and his kingly temperament first appeared.

"Purple Light Divine Eye!" The high priest's lips squirmed, and suddenly he seemed to cry and laugh on his face. He could no longer hold back his tears. He knelt down at the sculpture of the Monarch God with a thud. His lips kept squirming, and some strange words echoed in the abdomen of the mountain.

The other barbarians were stunned at first when they heard his strange rhythm, and suddenly they all woke up. They looked at the purple eyes of the Barbarian King. They suddenly knelt down one after another, like the high priest, kneeling down to worship the statue of the Barbarian God, chanting words like spells, and were lying long and difficult to speak.

Apart from the secrets known in the inheritance, many of the new Barbarian Kings did not understand. Looking at their movements, they looked confused in their eyes.

Boom boom boom boom

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly, a terrible earthquake and mountain shaking came in, even the statue of the Barbarian God trembled.

The Man King's face changed slightly, his body moved, and he disappeared directly into the abdomen of the mountain, and then appeared in the high void.

The other barbarians stopped reciting in confusion, raised their heads and looked at the high priest.

The high priest knelt there, with countless gray lights flashing in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head, moved his body and disappeared into the abdomen of the mountain.

"King." The high priest appeared beside the Barbarian King, no longer as excited as before, his expression was cold, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The barbarian king's purple eyes saw through the illusion, and through the barrier, he saw the distance from the distance. His fighting spirit slowly rose and said, "It's the Kunlun Sect."

The high priest had incredible power, and he had already felt it, but he was still surprised. He didn't expect that the Barbarian King would have such power just after he got the Purple Light Divine Eye. Thinking of the glory created by the Purple Light Barbarian King back then, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Despite his expectations, he was still calm in his heart. He looked at the Barbarian King and his voice softened, "King, we should not fight head-on with the Kunlun Sect now."

"I know," the new Barbarian King did not mention his name and origin. Once he became a Barbarian King, everything was the past. Only Barbarian King would be remembered by every barbarian. His purple eyes flashed, looking at the distance, those Kunlun Sect monks who used terrible power to destroy mountains and rivers to find them, and said calmly: "The Man Court is going to sink into the ground, and the spirit god transforms again, and we need to protect it."

"The Spirit God is going to transform again?" The high priest trembled when he heard this. Even if he is the High priest, he cannot know about the Manting and the Spirit God. This is the exclusive of the Barbarian King and no one can touch it. The Spirit God is the guardian god of their clan. He suffered heavy damage that year and has been sleeping and recuperating. He has transformed several times. He predicted that the Spirit God may recover after another transformation! Once the Spirit God recovers, plus the Barbarian King, their barbarians will be fully confident of walking out of the depths of the fog and miasma and bringing the best life to the tribe!

The Barbarian King looked at the last person among the group of people, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes, and said, "Let all the tribesmen come back and open all barriers."

"Yes." Today, the high priest heard and saw several good news that had been waiting for a hundred years, and was so excited that he couldn't suppress it.

The two of them looked at each other again and disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Just as the Barbarian King and the High Priest disappeared, outside the fog miasma, a group of monks in Kunlun Sect were constantly tempting to find the hiding place for the barbarians. Behind them, a long sword on their backs, with an extremely cold expression and a faint look on their eyes suddenly raised their heads and looked at the fog miasma. After a long time, they frowned and turned their eyes to the ground for searching for the figures that were constantly.

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Snow Sword Gate, Guardian Court, and Underground Secret Room.

The red liquid was still churning, but the pungent smell of medicine was getting stronger and stronger, and it was difficult for ordinary people to come in. Zhu Tian’s body was not reduced at all, and his body twitched constantly. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was filled with water droplets or cold sweat.

Five days passed, and he never heard a sound. No matter how much pain he felt, he gritted his teeth and persevered. He also knew what his situation was and had to persevere, otherwise he might be able to stagnate forever in this cultivation level and never make any progress.

Nie Fan and Zhou Mei stood behind him. Nie Fan never left, always paying attention to the changes in Zhutian and the water in the pool. This time, even he had to be careful, otherwise Zhutian might be ruined.

"Master of the Sect, the National Security Bureau sent a fiery red stone through the Blood Sword Alliance." Zhou Mei stood beside Nie Fan and whispered. She admired Zhu Tian's perseverance. If she had the same level of cultivation, most of the medicine pool could not last for half a day.

"Chinyao Stone?" Nie Fan's eyes flashed with a strange look. The speed of the National Security Bureau was indeed faster than he expected. Then he became secretly excited. If the Chiyao Sword is practiced, he would have a master sword and two secondary swords. Not to mention that he could successfully break through to 60% of Qi training, and his strength would also increase greatly.

"What else do they say?" Nie Fan turned to Zhou Mei and asked. He had always been vigilant about the National Security Bureau. Their purpose was to eliminate the ancient martial arts forces, and he might not be included.

"No more." Zhou Mei said. She was actually confused, not knowing what kind of relationship Nie Fan and the National Security Bureau were.

Nie Fan's expression moved slightly. Qin Xiaoyun said something different from him at the beginning. Now he only sent it. He did not collect all of them and did not leave any words. Obviously something should be happening.

"Has something happened in the capital recently?" Nie Fan said.

Zhou Mei had a calm face and looked at him and said, "The above houses are very quiet, but the lower ones are already so messy that it is difficult to clarify the clues."

It would be a little bit of a small matter that could make the National Security Bureau lose its composure. Nie Fan pondered for a long time and said, "If you check again, it should be something that we don't know, and it's still very big."

Zhou Mei was stunned. She didn't know where Nie Fan knew, but she also knew that Nie Fan would not be aimless. He would probably involve their Xuejian Sect. She was so stern and immediately said, "It's the sect leader, I'll go and check it now."

Nie Fan nodded, watched her leave without thinking much, and continued to observe Zhutian. The foundation for repairing the damage was much more difficult than he thought. Even with his insight, he could not determine whether he could succeed.

Zhu Tian's black hair was already wet, pressing against his face, unable to see his expression clearly, only knowing that he was twitching constantly, and the muscles in his body were also squirming disorderly. Obviously, Chi Shui had terrible power, which made him unable to bear easily.

The Kunlun Sect's actions were naturally strictly blocked. Whether in the capital or in the south, everyone who knows them is kept in the dark except for the forces like the National Security Bureau who are well-informed...

Despite this, there was still a major event that no one could cover up and that influenced it like a whirlwind!

The barbarians and barbarian court disappeared!

This barbarian court suffered extremely terrible wars back then. The barbarian king killed countless invading powerful men, laying the foundation for the victory and glory of that battle.

This barbarian court is very special. Everyone knows the meaning it represents. Its disappearance makes the big men hidden in the ancient martial arts world feel dark and frightened.

There is a divine beast worshipped by the Man King in the Man Ting that year. This a little older practitioner can know, but the disappearance of the Man Ting gave them a bad premonition.
Chapter completed!