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Deep in the mountains, when Wang Teng found Dongfang Ye's tribe, he saw that the tribe was empty. The ground was littered with broken king's war weapons, and even the earth was a blood-red color.

The bloody rain was still falling, which was the image of the saint's death. When Wang Teng saw the familiar fragments of the holy weapon, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling. Those were the fragments of his father's holy weapon. These scattered king's war weapons, with the royal flags on them, were very dazzling in the mud.

"Father! Ahhhhh! Ye Fan, I want you to die!"

Wang Teng roared, his hair stood on end, and a huge demon shadow appeared behind him, his pupils were bloodshot, and his eyes were pierced. A surge of murderous intent shook the mountains and shattered the white clouds in the sky.

"Brother Wang, I'm so sorry!"

Zi Tiandu comforted her.

"The barbarians here must have moved away in advance. However, it is said that there are still barbarians in the depths of the mountains. We can go in and look for them. If we find other barbarians, we will kill them all. This will be considered as a bit of interest for you!" said Jin Chixiao.

"That's great. In addition to the barbarians, the Dao Court must not be let go. If your family intends to take action against the Dao Court, I can help you borrow the Jidao Emperor's soldiers! But it costs a certain price." Zi Tiandu said with a strange look on his face.

It is rumored that the "Northern Emperor" inherited the legacy of the Ancient Emperor. If they could obtain the Ancient Emperor scriptures through this, it would be a huge gain for the royal family like them.

"Ah."

Wang Teng collected Wang Chengkun's weapons and the blood and bones of many Wang family members. At this moment, not only Ye Fan, but also the Nanling barbarians were on his must-kill list.

The three men searched for thousands of miles but did not see any barbarians. It was not until they traveled millions of miles south that they saw an ancient barbarian tribe in a primitive mountain.

This tribe is not big, only ten thousand miles in radius, with hundreds of thousands of barbarians living in it, many of whom have the energy of saints. However, Wang Teng has already broken through the third level of saints, and has obtained part of the inheritance of the ancient emperor. His strength is far beyond the imagination of ordinary saints, so he is not afraid.

The young master of the Valley of the Gods also broke through the realm of saints, and his cultivation level was at the second level of saints. Jin Chixiao was at the pinnacle of the Way of Slashing, and was much inferior to the other two.

Along the way, Wang Teng and others did not conceal their aura, which immediately aroused the targeting of the three sacred beasts guarding the nearby mountains: the Azure Dragon, the Divine Phoenix, and the White Tiger.

For a moment, the sounds of dragon roars, phoenix cries, and tiger roars were endless!
But in the next moment, a ghostly figure flashed by, and the three voices disappeared at the same time.

"Enemy attack!!!"

At this moment, the barbarian warrior at the top of the Zhandao level who was on guard in the distance saw the three sacred beasts being killed by one sword, and roared immediately, but was nailed to death in the void by a golden arrow feather.

However, his loud roar also alerted the masters among the barbarians.

"The guardian sacred beast of our tribe has been killed!" The old barbarian chief's expression changed slightly and he put down the old wine in his hand. This change was too sudden.

"My clan hasn't appeared in the world for a long time. Whoever is the bastard who attacked us is looking for death!" A strong and vigorous old barbarian saint was furious and dispelled the drunkenness.

Afterwards, seven or eight Barbarian Saints flew high into the sky together and saw Wang Teng, Zi Tiandu and Jin Chixiao.

Under the feet of the three men were the corpses of the three sacred beasts: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, and the Divine Phoenix. Their blood and energy had been drained dry, and it was obvious that all the essence of the three sacred beasts had been sucked away.

"Where did you come from, you little bastard, to dare to commit a crime in my barbarian tribe? Since you have killed the sacred beast that protects my tribe, you will die here today!"

The death of the three guardian sacred beasts that they had lived with day and night also made the old barbarian saints' eyes red. An old barbarian saint spoke, and his huge hand covered the sky and the sun, and he grabbed the three people directly.

Seeing seven or eight old barbarian saints flying out of the mountains, Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that you old guys are still hiding in the depths of Nanling! Today, I will carry out a bloodbath here to commemorate the heroic spirits of my royal family!" His father died in the land of the Nanling barbarians. No matter what, these barbarians must die.

"There are actually eight powerful saints above the fifth level. The barbarians really have some background! However, the barbarians at the saint level must taste very good!"

Zi Tiandu said, showing his mouth full of fangs. Although his appearance was extraordinary, his words made people feel a little chilling. In the ancient times, the human race was just food for all other races. As one of the strongest ancient races, the young master of the God Valley, countless human races were swallowed by him. Although he has restrained himself now, his nature has not changed.

"Little tricks!"

Seeing the Barbarian Saint taking action, Zi Tiandu also stretched out his big hand, which turned into a beast claw with purple scales stretching for hundreds of miles, and directly crushed the Barbarian Saint's hand.

"You old thing, you're looking for death!"
There was a sound of bones breaking, accompanied by Zi Tiandu's wild laughter.

As the young master of the Divine Valley, one of the most powerful royal families in the ancient clan, Zi Tiandu has been practicing the secret body refining method at the quasi-emperor level since he was a child. At the same level, his physique is enough to crush most of the geniuses.

"Third brother, are you okay?" The barbarian chief had a solemn expression, but he never thought that the genius of the ancient tribe who took action would be so terrifying.

"Brother, I'm fine!"

The old barbarian saint who made the move was somewhat shocked and angry. At this moment, his right hand was shattered, and he was at a disadvantage in the physical contest. His cultivation was at the fifth level of the saint, but he was no match for this young man from the ancient clan who was at the second level of the saint. This ancient clan's pride was obviously not an unknown person in the ancient clan.

"These Barbarian Saints are probably the last resort and support of the Barbarians. It is said that the Barbarians had great saints among their ancestors. Perhaps if we slaughter this place with blood, we might get some unexpected gains!"

Jin Chixiao looked playfully towards the depths of the barbarian tribe, where there seemed to be an unusual aura.

He had conducted serious investigations into some ancient forces in the Big Dipper Star Region in the past.

Although there are many saints in the barbarian tribe, there is no one who has reached the level of Saint King, and their foundation can be considered "shallow". The three of them are enough to massacre the barbarians. Even if these barbarian saints use the weapons of the great saint, the three of them are not afraid.

“The man in the middle is probably Wang Teng, who is known as the ‘Northern Emperor’. I didn’t expect that he could break through the realm of Saint. Let’s work together to suppress him!” said the Barbarian Chieftain solemnly.

The man in the middle of the three was majestic and heroic, with an invincible temperament. Where he stood, he was in harmony with nature, and his whole body seemed to be in harmony with heaven and earth, which showed his profound martial arts realm. Even the barbarian tribe leader who had cultivated to the ninth level of the saint realm felt the terrifying crisis. This was an unparalleled genius!
Since he is from the Beiyuan Wang family, there must be no one else except Wang Teng, who is known as the "Northern Emperor".

"It's actually the Northern Emperor! Let's attack together!"

"it is good!"

"Barbarian Saint Tramples!"

Many barbarian ancestors looked at each other, and then all of them activated their barbarian magical powers to suppress Wang Teng.

As the top genius in the Northern Territory, Wang Teng's reputation spread throughout the various regions, and even the ancestors of the barbarians living in the deep mountains and old forests had heard of him. But they never thought that his cultivation had reached such a level. However, since the Wang family had decided to massacre the barbarians and had suffered a great loss at the hands of Brother Ye, this battle was inevitable.

"Haha! It's just a trifle! You barbarians must be annihilated today! All four spirits must be annihilated!"

Wang Teng said coldly, and at this moment, he took action.

This is a form of imperial killing technique recorded in the Ancient Imperial Scriptures.

I saw a true dragon, a divine phoenix, a white tiger and a black tortoise appear beside him and surround him. The souls of the three sacred beasts that had been killed before were refined into them, making the true dragon, the divine phoenix and the white tiger come alive as if they were real.

The endless void vanished and collapsed behind the four sacred beasts, transforming into a black abyss, from which rumbling sounds like landslides and tsunamis could be heard.

At this moment, Wang Teng was like an ancient emperor resurrected, possessing immense power.

The four sacred beasts possessed immense power and charged towards the eight Barbarian Saints. They easily destroyed the great saint-level magical powers they displayed and severely injured them.

Millions of miles in radius, thousands of mountains and valleys, ancient mountain ranges were all shattered by the aftermath of the battle between the two sides. As for the barbarian tribes, they did not collapse and turn into smoke and dust because of the existence of the Great Sage's formation.

The saints have strong bodies and can cross the void and escape from black holes. Their power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary kings of the Way of Slashing. In the battle between saints, a random blow is enough to shatter thousands of stars. It is not just a saying that those below the saints are ants.

Because the Big Dipper star field has many imperial patterns carved between heaven and earth by ancient emperors, even a saint can only cause damage over millions of miles with one attack, but this is already terrifying enough.

At this moment, a green barrier emitting an eternal and desolate aura enveloped the mountains within a thousand miles of the main tribe of the barbarians, blocking the aftermath from outside that was powerful enough to shatter the void.

The sudden appearance of the Barbarians' defensive array naturally alarmed Ye Fan and others who were drinking and eating meat in the Barbarians' main tribe. (End of this chapter)