Barbarian

The boundless sea.

A gigantic sea swallowing beast was sleeping recklessly on the bottom of the sea. While breathing, the gills of the two fish fluttered, and there was a turmoil around it.

Abruptly, a black shadow flashed past, and sprang out from the body of the sea-swallowing beast.

After a few jumps, the black shadow directly flashed into a twisted submarine channel, running in the darkness. After a while, it reached the other side of the channel. After some light, the black shadow's appearance was revealed.

With a wretched face, Su Li, a cultivator of the Desolate race!

"Ugh--"

Gritting his teeth, Su Li's short stature was actually carrying a corpse on his back. The ordinary human figure, however, pressed Su Li so hard that he could barely breathe.

With a sigh, Su Li rested for a while, tightened the body behind him, and rushed towards the front of the passage again.

After a long time, the eyes were bright, and finally walked out of the twisted submarine channel.

"puff--"

Su Li jumped out of the sea directly, and several people from the Huangzu Tribe and the shore were shocked when they saw this, "Su Li?!"

Su Li didn't talk nonsense, and rushed directly to the elder's courtyard, and then fell down suddenly. The corpse behind him also rolled over, revealing his face.

"This is Mr. Xia Lin!"

"what?!"

Everyone gathered around in amazement, Su Li took a breath, lay down on the ground and said, "Quick, call the elder, save him!"

"Whoosh!"

Without waiting for everyone to shout, the figure of the elder of the Huangzu had already rushed out. After taking a look, he understood the situation, and hastily detected the power into Xia Lin's body.

After some testing, the whole person froze in place.

"What's wrong? Elder?" Su Li asked hastily since he was much better.

The elder of the Desolate clan shook his head slightly, "The mind and soul are gone, there is no hope..."

"How is it possible?!" Su Li said unwillingly, "I saved him from the mouth of the Sea Swallowing Beast. How could it be hopeless?"

The elder of the Huang clan shook his head, "All traces of Xia Linsheng have been cut off! This kind of power...is the Lord of the Holy Land's action! What happened?!"

Su Li spoke out what he saw with some pain, and everyone was silent.

"Is it really hopeless?" Su Li said with some physical and mental exhaustion.

The elder of the Huang clan smiled wryly, "This is the inheritor of the barbarian clan... If I can be saved, why would I hesitate? Mr. Xia is also a good person. It's just that I didn't expect... to see each other again, and the sky and the earth will be separated!"

Everyone was sad.

A few days ago, the young man who was talking and laughing with everyone died suddenly...

"Hey, we're sorry Lord Man Zun..." the elder of the Desolate Clan said sadly, "Even he didn't protect his last heir well..."

The elder of the Huang clan sighed, and suddenly his body shook, "Wait..."

"The barbarian heir..."

"boom!"

The elder of the Huang clan slammed Xia Lin's forehead with a palm, and a huge force directly poured into the depths of Xia Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, which he had already detected just now.A piece of ruins!

It is certain that a palace was simulated in the depths of Xia Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, but at this moment, with the death of body and soul, the sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos, pieces of tiles were floating around, and the few stars in the sky were dimmed.

This is the last remaining memory.

The elders of the Desolate clan used the power of sea consciousness.Straight into here, just.Everything I saw was still lifeless, like... a ruin.

"Are you still thinking too much after all?" The elder of the Huang clan shook his head, just as he was about to evacuate, a broken plaque floated leisurely in front of his eyes.

There is a word written on it: "Hao".

"Hao..." The elder of the Huang clan pondered, his eyes suddenly revealed light. "Haoyue Pavilion! It's Haoyue Pavilion! The inheritance of the ancient barbarians is actually in the body of Mr. Xia Lin!"

Falling Sun Pavilion—Forbidden to travel the world!

Bailian Pavilion - Ninth Heaven of Martial Arts!

Wentian Pavilion—Hide countless secrets of the barbarians!

But Haoyue Pavilion——is the soul altar of the barbarians, the place where all the dead people of the ancient barbarians die!

"open!"

The elder of the Huang clan shouted violently, the sea of ​​consciousness was empty.Countless ruins instantly turned into nothingness, and all the ruins disappeared into nothingness. Only, a lavender star glowed brightly in the depths of this sea of ​​consciousness, forming a sharp contrast.

"Haoyue Pavilion...haha! The five attics of the barbarian temple, at this time of life and death, Haoyue Pavilion was finally opened to protect the last trace of spirit." The elder of the Huang clan laughed, and then withdrew from Xia Lin's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Stone, send Master Xia Lin to the temple!" The elder of the Desolate clan showed a hint of relief, "Thanks to Lord Manzun, there is still salvation!"

"Yes!"

All the disciples of the Desolate race were overjoyed, Xia Lin was picked up by Shi Shi's burly figure and left, and quickly sent him to the temple.

However, the elder of the Huang clan returned to the room, took out a simple book, and muttered to himself, "The cultivators were wiped out, the barbarians were wiped out, and the attics of the temple were destroyed. In the hands of the survivors of the Huangzu, it will become the inheritance of my Huangzu."

"Now, Xia Lin's body is dead and his soul is gone, but Haoyue Pavilion left the last trace of his soul. The four attics, together with the power of the beginning, and the opening of all five attics of the Inheritance Temple, will be the last chance for Mr. Xia Lin!"

"Heaven never dies, my cultivator!"

The elders of the Huang tribe wrote down the contents in the book, and then felt inside the temple of the Huang tribe.

The temples of the Desolate race are not very old. They have fled the famine for countless years, and the temples have long been useless. Only the faint light in the center of the temple keeps the temple from dying out.

"Place Mr. Xia Lin in the middle of the temple."

The elder of the Huang clan said to the crowd, and then put all the materials beside Xia Lin. After comparing them with the books, he was speechless, then fished out a few simple runes and put them on Xia Lin.

"Elder, do you really want to do this?" A villager asked, "If this is the case, the entire temple will be completely destroyed, Mr. Xia Lin..."

"The matter has come to this point, we can only rely on God's will." The elder of the Huang clan said flatly, "All get out."

"Yes!"

All the disciples of the Desolate race withdrew.

Inside the temple, only the elders of the Huang clan and Xia Lin remained.

With a slight lift, that ball of divine light floated up leisurely, this is the trace of primordial power left behind at the beginning!For countless years.Keeping this dilapidated temple from decaying, it is almost on the verge of extinction today.

"I have seen traces of the opening of the other four attics of other inheritance temples on you. Now, with the power of the primordial power, the power of the central attic, the primordial pavilion..."

"Young Master Xia Lin... this last chance...you have to seize it!"

"go with!"

The elder of the Desolate clan dodges.Leaving the scope of the temple, following his departure, the power of primordial origin floating in his hands suddenly fell on Xia Lin.

"boom!"

The power of primordial beginning entered Xia Lin's body, and the violent impact directly smashed the ground into countless cracks!

Without the support of this power, the Desolate Race's inheritance temple collapsed instantly, smashing towards Xia Lin, but a faint light protected Xia Lin.A dazzling light rose into the sky.

Straight into the sky!

The villagers of the Huangzu tribe all knelt down, muttering words, praying for Xia Lin, this cultivator who had been separated for countless years, kept the most simple heart of a child.

The boundless sea, the dark valley.

A mountain towering over the sea was split by a sword.The middle is concave, like a valley.It has formed a unique landscape, and the rich profound energy of heaven and earth has also made this place a holy place!

On the top of the mountain, two old men were looking at the gloomy sky.

"Water Moon Holy Land, I'm a little worried now." An old man in gray said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's finally the day." Another old man in white also nodded in relief.

for thousands of years.The luck of the Shuiyue Holy Land has been declining. According to this speed, it will not take long for the Shuiyue Holy Land to completely fall and disappear from the Four Sacred Lands.

However.This plan arrived a few days ago, but suddenly encountered a change.

Because of the existence of a young man, the luck trajectory of Shuiyue Holy Land suddenly became a little blurred, and there were even some signs of rising in the next period of time.

Everyone in the Dark Valley panicked infinitely.

No one knows what's going on!

No one knows why a seemingly unrelated teenager will affect the future of Shuiyue Holy Land!However, under the cover of the supernatural powers of several guardian elders, it really proved that that young man was the key.

Seeing the Shuiyue Holy Land secretly develop in the next few hundred years?

Absolutely not!

For this reason, the Dark Valley had to use chess pieces that had been ambushing for countless years, and after countless generations, it was completely free from suspicion, able to perfectly hide its identity, and blame the saint on others.

Today, the Shuiyue Holy Land and the Flame Beast Domain have become sworn enemies.

Everything is going according to perfect expectations.

In the supernatural realm, there are countless supernatural powers. However, the terrifying supernatural powers are never combat supernatural powers, but those that are so terrifying that they point to heavenly supernatural powers.

Prophecy... Destiny... Trajectory...

Combat supernatural powers can kill one person, but these supernatural powers are enough to affect countless generations!

Enough to shake the whole world!

"If that old bastard, Holy Master Shuiyue, knows that he personally kills the only hope for the Holy Land's rise, what will happen?" The gray-clothed old man smiled triumphantly.

"What else can I think? He must be vomiting blood in anger." The old man in white laughed and said, "The Four Great Sacred Lands have been fighting secretly for many years, and now, I, the Dark Valley, are finally going to win."

Afterwards, the old man flicked in the air, and a starry sky map filled with countless trajectories was displayed in his hand. In the dark night, it was full of magnificent light.

"Look, the luck of the Shuiyue Holy Land is so clear, and the downward trend in the future is so obvious!"

"Tsk tsk, I'm really looking forward to it."

The two old men were delighted to see that a trace representing the Shuiyue Holy Land gradually faded over time, but suddenly, this faint line suddenly became extremely thick!

No sign!

no involvement

But it became extremely clear in an instant, almost surpassing the sum of the four holy places!

"how is this possible!"

"What happened?!" (To be continued...)