Under the feet of the barbarians.
The pool of blood-red liquid was constantly rolling and endlessly burning, and it was actually mixed with strong vitality.
"That's all."
"Since we are in the East."
"It must be related to the Great Yan Dynasty!"
I thought about it for a moment.
A powerful force of energy and blood surged from his body, and in a flash, he escaped from the mountain pass and came to the outside.
The place where this strange peak is located is a secret place in the Temple of War. Not only is it rich in ideas, but also because of the pool of red liquid, even the ground here is faintly red and blazing. It is an excellent place for body tempering.
Earth is a holy place of cultivation specially selected by the God of War for those Gods of War and their candidates.
That pool of red liquid. ??
It is a treasure among treasures.
But after it was occupied by him a year ago, no one dared to go in at will.
"kindness?"
suddenly.
He stopped and looked not far away.
"Sanger?"
"What are you doing here?"
The voice fell.
The figure of a barbarian young man fell in front of him. He was not wearing armor, and there were no gold rings on his arms. However, his cultivation was at the half-step to the extraordinary level.
But it was the Sanger he spoke of.
"Takujun?"
Sanger looked at him a few times and raised his eyebrows.
"You came out of seclusion so quickly. I thought you were going to stay in there for ten or eight years. What, you sensed that your people were kidnapped?"
"snort!"
Tuojun's face was expressionless.
"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs!"
"It's you instead."
He glanced at the other person.
"You neither want to go to the battlefield nor serve as the second God of War, so what's the point of staying here?"
"Wait until I reach the transcendent realm."
Sanger stared at him.
"Of course I will fight that woman and take her life. As for the second god of war... I am not interested in being second. If I want to do it, I will be first!"
"Pity."
Tuojun sneered.
"As long as I'm here, you'll always be second best!"
"It's all nine bells ringing!"
Sanger looked slightly cold.
"It's too early to tell who will make it to the end! You wasted a year by forcefully comprehending the human calamity. Now, my cultivation has surpassed yours. It won't take long before I will completely enter the transcendent realm.
!When the time comes, you will be the one to chase!"
"Sanger."
Tuojun stared at him.
"Remember one thing!"
"You can make the Taoist bell ring nine times because your potential only has nine ringings. My nine ringings are because the Taoist bell can only ring nine times. Do you understand?"
"at last!"
His tone gradually became unkind.
"I, the Temple of War, do not raise idlers! And I prefer Batu's obedience to you..."
"Batu?"
Sanger looked gloomy.
"He's long dead!"
"What did you say!"
"Not just him, but all the war gods ranked behind you were slaughtered on the battlefield. He
Their heads... are still hanging outside the Dayan military camp! It was also because of this group of trash that our barbarian army suffered an unprecedented defeat, and the Dayan border troops chased them for hundreds of miles!"
"..."
Tuojun said nothing.
The crimson armor steamed with wisps of energy, and even the space became distorted.
Boom!
Sudden.
The power of Qi and blood in his body exploded instantly, destroying the surrounding environment beyond recognition!
"really!"
Amidst the flying smoke and dust, his solemn voice came out.
"They are all a bunch of trash!"
…
Hundreds of miles away.
A huge building covering an extremely large area is located here. It is made of unknown black stones with blood-colored lines. It is rough and domineering, and barbaric and majestic. It demonstrates the consistent style of the barbarians and is consistent with the Eastern Wasteland.
Completely different.
On the faces of barbarians coming and going.
All with respect and enthusiasm.
here.
But it is the most sacred and core place for the barbarians in the Northern Territory.
Temple of War!
"What do you think?"
"This elixir is something I have never heard of or seen!"
"With this kind of elixir, it's no wonder that the battle strength of the Great Yan Border Army has increased significantly. If we want to control them like before, it will be difficult for us!"
"..."
Inside a palace.
The seven barbarians frowned and kept discussing.
They were the seven barbarian saints who fought against the Flame Emperor and the War King that day. As the seven elders of the War Temple, they also controlled the seven largest tribes in the Northern Territory. They were extremely powerful and majestic, second only to
That mysterious palace master.
In front of several people.
Three pills were quietly suspended.
Ningbi Pill, Yimu Pill, and Instant Clear Pill were obtained by the barbarians from the battlefield.
"The problem of the elixir is still secondary."
The great elder spoke slowly.
"The most important thing now is how to restore the reputation of our Temple of War!"
"good."
The third elder nodded.
"We can still suppress the impact of this defeat. If there is another time...the palace master will impose punishments, the foundation and reputation of our War Temple accumulated over countless years will also be greatly affected!"
"Restore your reputation."
The fourth elder's tone was cold.
"The best way is to cut that kid into pieces in front of everyone!"
Just talking.
A respectful voice came from outside.
"Several elders, the First God of War wants to see you!"
Tuojun!
Several people felt happy.
Is he out of quarantine?
Not long after, Tuojun arrived at the deepest part of the War Temple and saw seven people.
"Meet the elder!"
His right fist crossed his chest.
He performed a barbarian-specific etiquette.
"well."
The great elder sighed.
"Have you heard everything?"
"yes!"
Tuojun nodded, a cold light flashing in his red eyes.
On the way, he had already heard what happened.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
The God of War in the majestic War Temple was slaughtered twice and his head was hung up. Even the disastrous defeat of the barbarians half a month ago was related to this man!
and!
The person who does this.
It turned out not to be Feng Xi, but a monk from the Sky Control Realm who suddenly appeared and had an unknown origin!
shame!
What a shame!
"With you here, we don't have to worry so much."
"Don't worry, elder."
Tuojun clenched his fists and made a crackling sound.
"What this man has done is a mortal enemy of our barbarian tribe. I, Tuojun, will kill this man!"
Hear the words.
The seven people looked pleased.
Tuojun.
The road bell rings nine.
Born with a Xuanyang red gold body, he is the number one genius of the barbarians, the pride of the War Temple, and their most promising junior. He has also cultivated the two extreme realms of Qi Condensation and Acupoints as a physical cultivator. In terms of aptitude, endowment and mind, he is better than the previous number one.
God of War is much better.
"Ahem..."
At this moment.
A soft coughing sound came from an unknown place.
"Greetings to the Lord of the Palace!"
moment.
Whether it was the seven elders or Tuo Jun, they all crossed their hands across their chests and bent down to salute.
"Tuojun."
The voice seemed a little weak.
"What can you gain from seclusion for a year?"
"have!"
Tuojun nodded.
"I have sensed my human calamity, it is in the east! There is a 90% chance that it is within the Great Yan Dynasty!"
"this……"
The seven people frowned.
They actually don't want to expand their army to overcome this human calamity. The human calamity is said to be ten deaths and no life, but this is definitely not a joke. Even if they are in the holy realm, they have never seen any precedent of successfully surviving the human calamity.
.
"To the east."
The voice was silent for a moment, feeling a little emotional.
"Who is the one?"
"That's my guess."
Tuojun remained calm.
"My human calamity should be related to the killing battle. There is a high probability... that it is Feng Xi!"
What!
The seven people's hearts sank.
If Tuojun's human calamity is really Feng Xi, then they will stop him from overcoming calamity no matter what. If Tuojun confronts Feng Xi... then it is not about overcoming calamity, but really to die!
"she?"
How to know.
The voice smiled.
"She has been at the border for more than ten years. If it were really her, you should have sensed it long ago and wouldn't have waited until today."
"Master of the Palace.
"
Tuojun was a little dissatisfied.
"Besides her, among the younger generation in the Great Yan Dynasty, is there anyone else who can compare with me?"
"That's all."
The figure didn't refute him.
"The human calamity is determined by the fate of heaven, and even I can't interfere. Since you insist on going through it, then just go. There is just one thing, don't forget your responsibility as the first god of war, do you understand?"
"yes!"
Tuojun bowed again.
"I will repay them a hundredfold for the previous shame!"
…
More than ten miles away behind the Temple of War.
It is a quiet and elegant small valley.
This is the forbidden area of the Temple of War, and also the entire Northern Territory. Except for the seven elders who occasionally have the honor to come in once, the rest, even the war gods of the past generations, have never set foot here!
In the valley.
A simple hut was built.
In front of the hut is a small pond about a foot long, but the water in the pond is a bit turbid. If you look closely, you can easily find a green dragon about a foot long coiled in the water.
only.
That Qinglong looked listless.
Moreover, the whole body is constantly emitting a sense of decay, and the water in the pond is becoming more and more turbid under the influence of this sense of decay.
On the edge of the pond.
Standing was a middle-aged man, wearing green clothes, with an elegant temperament, but there was a faint dark air on his face.
This person.
Naturally, it is the Lord of the Temple of War.
Because he rarely shows up.
Except for a handful of high-level officials in the Temple of War, the rest of the barbarians would never have imagined that the leader of the barbarians, the actual leader of the Northern Territory, was not a barbarian at all!
"This elixir is really good."
He looked down at his palms.
Three pills lay quietly in the palm of my hand.
"Why did these pills suddenly appear in the Great Yan Army? Could it be...that boy brought them?"
"Yuntian."
His eyes turned.
It fell on the green dragon in the pond again.
"Why is it that every time you are at the end of your rope, there are always variables to help you? After fighting for so many years, my patience and time are really running out. You have to make a choice quickly!"
…
Half a month's time.
Under the training of Divine Doctor Xue and Liu Zhangyuan, the skills of the casual alchemists became more and more proficient, and the production of three kinds of elixirs, Ningbi Dan, was increased from the original batch of seven days to the current batch of five days.
over time.
This interval will be shorter.
The invisible strength of Dayan's frontier army was also much higher than before, and the gap in strength between them and the barbarians was getting smaller and smaller.
elixir.
Coupled with Gu Han's feats.
For a while.
Countless border troops were so confident that they were gearing up, eager to fight some more tough battles with the barbarians.
And the man who made the biggest contribution to all this.
Gu Han.
But he almost tortured himself to death.
This chapter has been completed!