Ye Yun and Han Ting rushed to Abang's tribe regardless of day and night.

Along the way, Ye Yun seemed very silent and unwilling to say much.

"Master Ye, the power of the Abang tribe is complex and the network of interests is intertwined layer by layer. You have to be more careful!"

Han Ting hesitated for a moment and felt it was still necessary to talk to Ye Yun.

"Um."

Ye Yun nodded, he didn't find it too surprised.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are intrigues.

In the eyes of mortals, warriors are above and their merits are related to their fortunes.

But this is just their wishful thinking.

Warrior?

At best, it is just an enlarged version of a mortal.

Desire, greed, fear of life and death, etc., all run through the warrior's life.

Even the noble gods, emperors, and true immortals are no exception.

Looking at the entire ancient history of practice, it is actually just a history of desire.

At this time, Han Ting knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and put a red bracelet on his hands.

"Master Ye, in order to facilitate your actions in the tribe, I can only apologize you and pretend to be my worship."

"Um."

Ye Yun pondered for a moment, nodded, and put the red gold bracelet on his hand.

The Abang tribe has always been a tough tribe.

If he came in a high posture.

It is not good for him or Han Ting.

In this case, it is better to change your identity and go into the position of worship.

Seeing Ye Yun agreeing, Han Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Ye Yun would kill him in anger.

This bracelet is a symbol of conquering and offering sacrifices, and has the ability to kill and kill.

If ordinary spirit sacrifices, ferocious beasts, etc. are worn, life and death will be controlled by Han Ting.

But when Ye Yun put it on, the red gold bracelet could not play a role at all, like a piece of broken copper and iron.

Actually, this is no wonder.

After all, if a person like Ye Yun is like a dragon soars to the nine heavens, how can the earth bind him?

Time passed quietly, and half a month flew.

Ye Yun and Han Ting finally arrived near Abang's tribe.

I saw a huge stone statue standing between the earth.

I don’t know how many thousand feet tall, I don’t know how many thousand feet tall, I just know how to soar into the sky.

This stone statue carved a man.

The man was wearing a beast suit and had a strong figure. He was holding a giant axe in his left hand, and his eyes were filled with stars.

A breath of ancient times rushes towards us, and even the wind blowing by will bring sob vicissitudes! This stone statue looks like it is not a dead object, but has undergone special changes.

The blurred light shrouded around the stone statue, with a sacred and inviolable majesty.

"This man is..." Ye Yun's eyes flashed, and he had speculation in his heart, but he was not sure.

"The Eighth Generation Barbarian God!"

Han Ting's words were filled with a strong respect and a pious expression.

"Well..." Ye Yun nodded, exactly the same as his guess.

Although he was taking the path of transcendence, no matter what, he was standing on the shoulders of his predecessors.

He dared not disrespect those ancestors.

Moreover, the life of the eighth generation barbarian god is full of legends.

When the road to the Emperor is locked down and the road to the True Immortal is subsided.

You can still walk against the sky, step through the void, and cross the more distant stars and worlds.

Such talent is so terrifying and amazing! At this moment, Ye Yun couldn't help but let go. What kind of world is outside the mainland?

A silent space, a forbidden area for life?

Or is it a vibrant journey to the great road, with all races standing in hand and the gods fighting for hegemony?

There is no answer to this! Because from ancient times to the present, whether it is the great emperor or the true immortal, the gods are good.

After they crossed the void, they disappeared forever, as if they were erased from this world.

All traces disappeared, except for the Taoist dynasty left behind.

Even if someone is interested in searching through ancient books that have been flowing through the long river of history, he cannot find any information.

"Master Ye, let's go to the city."

Han Ting respectfully made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Yun nodded, and the two walked towards Abang's tribe.

Although the Abang tribe is called a tribe, it is no smaller than a giant city in terms of scale.

The huge city walls meandered and stretched across the corners, like a giant dragon crawling on the ground.

The mottled walls are made of starry sand, and are dark all over, revealing a heavy feeling.

There are many traces of swords, bows and arrows on the city wall, and it is obvious that it has passed through fire and disaster.

As for outside the city wall, there is a huge moat, vast and boundless.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a vast ocean.

In the moat, there are many terrifying undersea creatures hiding dormant.

They... all belong to the warriors of the Abang tribe, and are responsible for guarding the Abang tribe.

Ye Yun's pupils shrank slightly. It was the first time he had seen such a terrifying force.

This is just a top force in the fourth grade, what if it is a fifth grade?

Where is the sixth-grade force?

Even those... are beyond grade.

Since ancient times, it has stood on the continent and claimed that the ancient inheritance has never been cut off. How terrifying is the ancient Taoist tradition?

Ye Yun couldn't imagine it, and felt that the vastness of the Barbarian God Continent was far beyond ordinary.

In the vast space, he is just a small boat.

However, he was not discouraged.

A small boat can still travel to the long river of history.

A leaf can still tell the season! A leaf can tell the autumn, and a boat crossing the sea is not impossible! After a while, Ye Yun and Han Ting passed the moat and came to the giant city.

Many warriors gathered here, and their heads were scrambling.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a beast roar sounded, the sound shook the sky and the earth, and it was very terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, a big golden bird swooped down in the sky.

Then he flew past Ye Yun and Han Ting! A strong gust of wind overflowed, and the fierce power continued to stir up the two of them.

As strong as Han Ting, he was forced to take a few steps back, and part of his clothes was broken, and he was a little embarrassed.

However, Ye Yun's body did not move at all, and all the power was suppressed and swallowed by suppression.

He raised his head and stared at the golden bird with an unhappy look.

With his eyesight, how could he not tell? This was intentional, deliberately embarrassing them! "Don't be fine, brother Twenty-nine!"

A crisp sound rang out, and a tall figure jumped off the golden bird.

This person is the 30th son of the patriarch of the Abang tribe, Han Zhuan! Han Zhuan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Han Ting. The contempt on his face became stronger and stronger.

"I didn't expect that you are still so cowardly."

"You have been away from home and practice for more than a year. Although your cultivation has made some progress, you are still at the end of the crane."

"It is said that a tiger father has no dog son, so I don't know how his father gave birth to a person like you?"
To be continued...