"The second-level foreign space battlefield is the land of treasures that has been opened once every five hundred years." The Golden Bird King's eyes shot out.

"Yes, there are only twenty-eight places to enter. Except for each person in the Six Dao Realm, each person can take two of them, the rest must go alone. If I can reach the realm of heaven and earth, I will naturally bring two of you." After saying that, the ancestor Hehuan skipped his body and returned to the top of Hehuan Mountain.

The King of Xianyin said indifferently: "There are many medium-grade corpses and Yuanjia in the second-level foreign space battlefield, and there are even a few high-grade corpses. If you can get one, your strength will inevitably increase greatly."

Nowadays, only one or two medium-grade corpses are available in the Six Great Dao Realms. It is naturally difficult for others to obtain them. Therefore, the number of places entering the second-level foreign space battlefield once every five hundred years will lead to the cultivators in the world fighting for blood.

The Bronzebeard Dharma King said: "When the time comes, no matter who we are going, we will have to spend some time to see if there are any ingredients or Yuanjia suitable for others."

"Once I have made a breakthrough, we will naturally have some, but if my cultivation is too poor, it will not work. From now on, I will start to practice in seclusion!" The King of Xiangyin Dharma.

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Leaving Hehuan Mountain, Lin Fenghan followed the Yishi Tiangou and finally arrived at the Northern Li Mountains in the northwest of Wantuo Ridge, and inside there was a barbarian of tens of thousands of people living there.

Like the fishman in the sea, the barbarians are born warriors. They have great combat power from the age of seven or eight. After they cultivate to the true essence, their bodies can be strong or soft, and they cannot be injured in general weapons, and they are also immune to energy attacks.

In the deep mountains, a young man was fighting fiercely with a third-level monster, Fire Wolf King.

The boy was about thirteen years old, naked and wearing black leather shorts on his lower body. His muscles were tangled all over his body, and he was taller and taller than an adult.

The fire wolf king, who was three feet long, staggered back with one punch. The boy roared and put his foot on the other side, and his fists suddenly hit the fire wolf king's head like raindrops.

"Aou" The Fire Wolf King is a more powerful being among the third-level monsters after all. After being beaten a few times, he was furious. The fur on his neck was shaking up, and as soon as he turned over, he lifted the boy out.

"Grandpa is right. The Fire Wolf King is indeed much stronger than the short-tailed tiger. Fortunately, I advanced to the second level a few days ago and can expand my skin." The boy muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, and his whole body swelled like an air-filled ball. The blue veins were exposed, and a faint light flashed on his skin.

"Puff!"

Just the next moment when the boy expanded his body, the Fire Wolf King opened his huge mouth and made a big fireball, which hit the boy with a bang.

The flames dissipated, and except for leaving a little black on the boy's body, it did not hurt him at all.

"Look at the fist." The boy's eyes were like lightning, his thick legs suddenly bent, and his whole person was out like a gust of wind, and he rushed to the front of the Fire Wolf King.

With a loud bang, the Fire Wolf King could not have imagined that the boy's strength suddenly increased a lot. His neck tilted, his feet off the ground, and his body flew out.

A cold voice came slowly, "The barbarians are natural warriors. When I saw it today, it was true."

The boy stopped, looked around, and shouted, "Who?"

A young man in blue jumped off the big tree and said, "My name is Lin Fenghan, you can take me to the barbarian tribe."

The boy said vigilantly: "What do you think of our tribe?"

Lin Fenghan said: "I have something to see your patriarch."

"No, you will be punished if you take people to the tribe." The boy shook his head.

A sperm flashed in Lin Fenghan's eyes, and a cold current burst out in an instant.

The boy could not have thought that Lin Fenghan would do it and he could not react.

But he was too careful. Lin Fenghan's move was not directed at him, but the Fire Wolf King who was about to pounce on him behind him was frozen into an ice sculpture in the air and fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

The boy suddenly said angrily: "I finally found a third-level monster, but now I have no inner elixir."

Lin Fenghan smiled and said, "As long as you take me to your tribe, you will have as much inner alchemy as possible, let alone the barbarian monks who are strong in their body. Are you afraid that I will not be good for you?"

The boy thought about it and said, "Give me ten third-level inner alchemy first."

When Lin Fenghan heard this, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. After half a cup of tea, he came back with a big bag in his hand.

"For you." Lin Fenghan threw the big bag to the boy.

So fast, the young man was a little disbelief. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of inner elixirs. In addition to the seven third-level inner elixirs, there were three fourth-level inner elixirs, and he was shocked.

Lin Fenghan's face was not flushed or breathless. He had searched for the half cup of tea just now for dozens of miles, and there were only seven third-level monsters, but fortunately, there were three other fourth-level monsters.

"Okay then! I'll take you to the tribe, but you have to remember, don't do anything randomly." The boy's personality was simple, and hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Following the boy, the two climbed over several mountains and came to a huge forest.

"No wonder the barbarians are not easy to be seen by outsiders. They turned out to be living in groups in the forest." Lin Fenghan looked at the city ahead, which looked like a mountain village and said intimately.

The forest is old, and most of the trees growing inside have been over a thousand years or even longer. Each tree is dozens of feet tall, surrounded by more than a dozen people, blocking the huge mountain tribe, and only the sparse sunlight is shining down.

The boy said, "This is our tribe. You can wait here first and I will inform the patriarch."

Lin Fenghan nodded and said, "You go! I won't walk around."

The boy was very satisfied with Lin Fenghan's speed and walked into the village with a large package full of inner alchemy.

"Aqiu is back, and I have gained a lot today!" The copycat is very big, and everyone is practicing or working.

Aqiu's mouth opened, "There are not many, only ten inner elixirs."

"Ye, ten inner alchemys, when did you become so powerful? This year's contribution list will at least rise a lot."

"Where?" Aqiu was in a very good mood. In the barbarians, they were different from other places. All the things they got had to be confiscated. Then, at the end of the year, they would release silver and some unusual foods at the rate of contribution of each person. Today, the ten inner alchemy were equivalent to the usual contributions of several months. Of course, he was just a first-level barbarian before.

When he arrived at a clean and spacious house, Aqiu placed the package on a table similar to the counter and said, "Uncle Biao, where are you!"

"Come!"

A burly middle-aged man came out of the inner room, about fifty years old, and said, "After reaching the second level, the harvest should be good!"
Chapter completed!