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Chapter 1565
"Roar!"

"Hooho..."

Seeing that the golden barbarians had completely destroyed the temple, the entrance to the Kyushu world had been revealed. Shan Jin, the general of the first battle here, was inexplicably excited, and raised his head and roared wildly.

The same is true for the five hundred barbarian warriors who gathered behind him, their faces were flushed, their breathing was short of breath, they all raised their heads and roared, their eyes were extremely fierce, eager and pious...

In the distance ahead, the golden barbarian was standing on the edge of the bluestone floor with a radius of a thousand feet, as if he was about to step into the passage in the center of the floor.

Hearing the roar from here suddenly, his body was shaken, and he subconsciously turned his head to look...

He obviously recognized the identities of Shan Jin and the others, with a kind smile on his resolute face, he actually raised his right hand and made a distant move towards this side.

From the mouth, there was a low but resonant voice: "Children... come here!"

He is also a barbarian, and he is suspected of being a barbarian god. As a barbarian god, even the patriarch of the barbarian is like a child in front of him. This sentence, children, reveals an endless sense of intimacy, which makes Shan Jin and the five hundred barbarian warriors more excited.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

Without hesitation, as Shan Jin stepped out first, the five hundred barbarian warriors gathered behind him also strode away, and at the end, they even started to run wildly.

Although there is a terrifying existence in the twelfth stage in front of them, they can be killed with just one finger, and they are still wiped out.

But Shan Jin and the five hundred barbarian warriors didn't feel any fear at all. It was their barbarian god. As a barbarian, it was an honor to accept the call and stride towards their god.

At this moment, they only have excitement and excitement in their hearts, their eyes are pious, and their faces are full of holiness. How could they be afraid?

This scene was too astonishing, Chen Tang and his friends looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

He originally wanted to call Shanjin to stop, but he swallowed the words again, because it was really unreasonable, why should he stop when he ran to the gods worshiped by his own ethnic group?
Around the temple, the army of the three clans and Lin Xiao and others who were dormant in the grove farther away all became nervous and worried.

Especially Lin Xiao, who suddenly saw the temple being demolished and all the defenders of the Kyushu were bombed and killed. The horror of the golden barbarians had frightened him so much...

Soon, in the first battle, Shan Jin led the five hundred barbarian warriors behind him and ran all the way to the front of the golden barbarian.

Without any hesitation, all the people knelt down on one knee, and more than five hundred figures knelt down together, like pushing a golden mountain or falling a jade pillar, the ground shook slightly twice when there was a booming sound.

"Children, well done. This temple should not exist. It has been destroyed now. In the future, you will guard this passage. Any enemies from Kyushu will not be allowed to pass through!"

The golden barbarian was tall, and the more than [-] barbarian warriors in front of him all knelt down on one knee. At this moment, it felt like a god was looking down on his people.

"However, your strength is still too weak..."

"Forget it, I'm not bad at this point. Although I'm not a real god, I'm just an individual's evolutionary path, and I've reached the god level, but the blood flowing in my body is also the blood of the barbarians. It's only natural to support the younger generation!"

"Children, close your eyes, let go of your body and mind, and feel the changes in your body. I will use the power of the gods to forcibly advance your individual evolution. This is a great opportunity. How much you can gain depends entirely on you. It's..."

After finishing the last sentence, the golden barbarian raised his left hand, spread out his five fingers, and placed it at a height of Zhang Xu above the heads of the five hundred barbarian warriors.

Shan Jin and the five hundred barbarian warriors closed their eyes without any hesitation.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, a deep roar came from the golden barbarian's body, and a golden light poured out from his huge open palm, spread out, and enveloped the more than five hundred figures kneeling on one knee below...

In this fiery golden glow, energy seemed to be surging downwards, pouring from the body of the golden barbarian into the bodies of more than five hundred barbarian warriors.

"Crack!"

"Crackling..."

Soon, the crisp sound of bones came from the bodies of these more than five hundred barbarian warriors. It was extremely dense, like fried beans.

This is the spirit of the gods, with the power of the gods, to help Shan Jin and others cut hair and wash the marrow, promote the process of their individual evolution, and forcibly increase their strength...

A moment later, the golden barbarian put down his slightly raised palm, and the golden light covering Shan Jin and the others also dissipated.

"boom!"

"Boom..."

As he got up, there was a roaring sound coming from the bodies of Shan Jin and the five hundred barbarian warriors behind him, the vigor burst, all their hair was flying, and their clothes were flapping.

In just a short while, almost everyone's level of strength has been raised by a stage.

Shan Jin, the first battle general, was in the ninth stage before, but now, he has entered the tenth stage.

Among the five hundred barbarian warriors, half had already reached the eighth stage. Now, the two hundred or so barbarian warriors have all entered the ninth stage.

Even the remaining half of the barbarian warriors have basically entered the eighth level of seniority. There are only a few dozen people, and they are still only the eighth level...

This is simply too terrifying, a team of more than [-] people, one tenth stage, more than two hundred ninth stage, and almost all the rest are senior eighth stage.

Such a luxurious lineup, not to mention the white-clothed men, the Yesha men, and the Piano army, was incomparable. Even Chen Tang's team could only sigh in awe.

There is only one tenth-stage statue on Chen Tang's side, but he still has more than two hundred ninth-stage statues, which is enough to make up for the gap of one tenth-stage statue.

After all, more than two hundred statues at the ninth stage rushed forward, even the tenth stage would be dumbfounded...

This scene was like an illusion, the army of the three tribes were all dumbfounded, namely the Zijin Yasha man, the man in gold, and the three-eyed Piano.

In the small forest in the distance, Sima Hengsha, Lin Xiao and the others gritted their teeth with envy and hatred on their faces.

Here, Chen Tang and his friends, as well as Barbra and the five hundred mantis powerhouses under his command, all opened their mouths wide open. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it was true. of.

Is the existence of the twelfth stage really a god?
In just a short moment, one tenth stage statue and more than two hundred ninth stage statues were created out of thin air?All this... is too unreal! !
Just as these thoughts flashed through his mind, the golden barbarian in the distance suddenly looked towards him again, and once again raised his right hand to call...

(End of this chapter)