Chapter 63 The Barbarian God

Author: Mr. Xuanxin

Chapter 63 The Barbarian God

Nanling.

The top of the Barbarian Holy Mountain.

Inside a very tall temple.

"Someone cut off my power of faith?"

A figure slowly sat up, and said in surprise, "There is such a good thing?"

"You did it well, you did it well..."

He rubbed his hands and became excited:

"If I break my faith link, I should be quite strong..."

At this moment, His ears moved.

The figure quickly lay down, and after a while, someone walked into the hall.

"The barbarian god... hasn't woken up yet?"

An old man in animal skin spoke softly.

The hall was filled with gray mist, and there was a huge bubble in the center, emitting colorful light.

A figure was floating in the bubble, and the true appearance was not visible.

"We have contributed a lot of blood and faith in living beings, but although the barbarian god responded, there was no sign of waking up."

A middle-aged barbarian replied.

"Maybe it's because there is too little flesh and blood from the human race."

A barbarian priest spoke:

"The human race is the best sacrifice to sacrifice to the barbarian gods, but since the establishment of the Dayan Dynasty, the entire human race in Nanling has been gathered up. Even if we are protected by the Dayan Human Emperor, we have no choice but to do anything."

"Hateful, hateful!"

A female barbarian beside him gritted his teeth, "When the barbarian god recovers, I will definitely slaughter the entire Dayan Dynasty. I will tear the Dayan Human Emperor into pieces and dry it into dried meat to eat!"

Her voice became a little louder, and the older barbarians in the lead frowned:

"The barbarian god is ahead, don't be presumptuous...Okay, let's all go out."

The four of them walked away from the temple and walked to outside the barbarian temple before stopping.

"Captain Jiao, do you think... the barbarian god can have hope for reviving?"

The middle-aged barbarians spoke.

"Captain Feng, what do you want to say?"

The old barbarians frowned.

These four barbarian leaders are the patriarchs or priests of the four strongest tribes among the twelve barbarian tribes today.

They carefully studied the power of bloodlines. If divided according to the level of practice, these four people are all powerful people in the Mahayana stage, and the old barbarian is even more like a monk in the Tribulation stage.

The old barbarians are named Jiao Wushuang, the middle-aged barbarians are named Fengshan, the priest-like barbarians are named Lujiang, and the remaining barbarian women are called Ximing.

"We have sacrificed a lot of blood and faith."

The opening of the mountain:

"It is still unknown whether the barbarian god can wake up, and after he wakes up, he will need more blood and faith in order to restore his strength."

"You want to stop offering sacrifices?"

Jiao Wushuang's eyes condensed.

"Instead of putting your hopes on this, think about something practical."

The opening of the mountain:

"In this Nanling land, the human race can ascend and the demon race can become immortals, but my barbarian race cannot take the last step... Chief of the Jiao clan, have you ever thought about the reason?"

"Yanshan, what do you mean?"

Jiao Wushuang narrowed his eyes.

Wushan chuckled and looked at the barbarian temple:

"Is it possible? Where is the last step to becoming a god? Now, it is better to waste blood and faith to offer to a god who cannot wake up... to eat it together!"

Compared with Jiao Wushuang, Fushan is very young and ambitious.

"Fengshan? Are you crazy?!"

Hearing his words, Jiao Wushuang was shocked. He was loyal to the barbarian god and never thought of such a thing.

"Captain Jiao, don't you want to revitalize the barbarians?"

Wushan stared at Jiao Wushuang's eyes, with a bit of bewitching voice:

"If we share the barbarian gods, we might be able to make up for the link we lack?

In the future, the four of us will be the new gods of the barbarians. Under our leadership, the entire barbarians will step out of the Lingnan land and become the overlord of the Cangyuan Realm.

By then, all races will crawl at our feet, allowing us to kill and take away life and death... How wonderful is this?!"

Speaking of this, a look of intoxication appeared on Fengshan's face.

The barbarians have simple minds, but when they practice to the level of the four major clan leaders, their thinking and vision are different from those of ordinary barbarians.

Jiao Wushuang wanted to refute, but turned around but saw Lu Jiang and Xi Ming not saying a word.

After a while of silence, he spoke:

"So you think so?"

Lu Jiang and Xi Ming looked at each other and nodded.

Obviously, Fushan had already passed away with them.

However, among the four, Jiao Wushuang is the strongest, the oldest, and loyal to the barbarian god.

Therefore, he was put at the end. After the three strong men agreed, he would find a way to convince Jiao Wushuang.

Jiao Wushuang looked at the three of them, then looked at the Barbarian Temple in the distance, and sighed.

After a long time, he spoke:

“…This matter will be discussed later.”

Inside the barbarian temple.

The figure in the bubble shrank his shoulders, hugged his head and shivered.

He has just been resurrected and is about to be eaten by the "people"!

Inside the bubble, there were gray silk threads hanging from the void and linked to the barbarian god.

He tried hard to resist, but the chain of faith was invisible and intangible, and with His new power, it could not be broken.

He could only watch the power of faith pouring in, and a special link between man and God was taking shape.

The Barbarian God was so panicked at this moment.

His heart is perceived that once this chain between man and God is formed, he will be firmly tied to the barbarians.

The influx of massive beliefs will not only form a connection between cause and effect, but even the thoughts will be influenced by the thoughts of the barbarian group.

"If you are bound to the barbarians, you will definitely lose your brain, right?"

The Man God covered his forehead and was very worried about this.

At this moment, He noticed that beside him, there was a pure white silk thread.

This channel of faith was cut off from the outside world, and the transmission of the power of faith has stopped.

A bold idea takes shape in His heart.

"Or... try to contact this person?"

……………………

Copper Hammer Ridge.

Lu Xuan stood on the high cliff and looked at the scene below.

Blood flows into a river, and corpses accumulate like mountains.

The feather tribe suddenly came and caught the barbarian tribe off guard.

Their original plan was to contact the demon clan, Panjiang Township, and the two sides joined forces to swallow the feather tribe together.

But now, the friendly forces have not arrived, and they have been attacked again in the base camp, and they have suffered a catastrophe in an instant.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace by Master Immortal."

In front of Lu Xuan, dozens of people from the Dayan Dynasty kowtowed to him and bowed.

"No need to thank me."

Lu Xuan raised his hand and held these people back, stopping them from bowing.

He smiled and said:

"If you really want to thank me, it would be better to thank you, the Emperor of Dayan for establishing the Immortal Dynasty of the Human Race in Lingnan. He was the first to do this."

The name of the Emperor of Dayan was Su Yuan. He was born in an ordinary family and later became a teacher of Yiren. He learned a lot of great supernatural powers. Three thousand years ago, the Dayan Dynasty was established in Nanling and protected countless human races.

In this story, Lu Xuan is responsible for playing the role named "Indifference".

The Emperor of Dayan Su Yuan was his third disciple.
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