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Chapter 315 The First God of War, Tuojun!(1/3)

 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.
To be continued...
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