Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 541
The status of the barren tomb in the wilderness is unquestionable, no one wants their ancestors to be disturbed after death.

There are a large number of strong guards around the barren tomb. It can be said that this place is the most heavily guarded place in the barren area except for the barren temple.

"Damn it!" Li Xiuxian cursed secretly, and his body immediately retracted into the Wanhua Pearl, and then the Wanhua Pearl became like a speck of dust.

Almost at the same time, several figures appeared in the barren mound.

"What's going on? Why did the breath of human monks come from the barren mound just now?" The barbarian youth with a long halberd on his back snorted coldly.

Cold sweat broke out on the face of the barbarian high priest who followed the barbarian youth!
"It was our dereliction of duty." Several barbarian high priests said tremblingly.

"Find out what's going on here. There must be no mistakes in the area guarded by our Remnant Ji tribe." The young barbarian snorted coldly.

"What a powerful coercion, this barbarian youth is already a barbarian god teacher!" Li Xiuxian, who was hiding in the Wanhua Pearl, couldn't help but be speechless after seeing the strength of this barbarian youth.

This barbarian youth will definitely not exceed a thousand years old. A thousand-year-old barbarian god master can be regarded as a genius in Kyushu, let alone in the wild.

"Remnant halberd tribe." Li Xiuxian wrote it down secretly.

There are talents from generation to generation, and this barren land also has countless geniuses.

After confirming that there were no abnormalities around, the barbarian youth with a halberd on his back left the barren mound.

Li Xiuxian couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, restrained his breath, avoided the barbarian youth, and found a relatively safe route to leave the barren mound.

Along the way, Li Xiuxian felt several terrifying auras. The owners of these auras were all barbarian god masters. There were no less than five barbarian god masters guarding a barren mound. Li Xiuxian couldn't help being curious about this barbarian mound.

However, no matter how curious he was, it was impossible to walk into the barren mound, so Li Xiuxian could only hold back his curiosity, and groped forward cautiously.

Even several times, he was discovered by the strong barbarians, but in the end he escaped by relying on the ability of Wanhuazhu.

However, as this situation increased, the barbarian side also noticed an abnormality.

It is possible for a strong divine master to make one or two mistakes in his perception, but if he makes mistakes again and again, then it is not normal, and not just one person.

There are more and more barbarian strongmen patrolling back and forth, leaving less and less space between them.

The barbarians have already noticed that someone has entered the barren mound, and now they are searching with a net. As long as Li Xiuxian is still in the barbarian mound, he will be pulled out by these barbarians sooner or later, and what awaits him is the merciless attack of the barbarians.

"It would be great if I could control the movement of Wanhuazhu." Li Xiuxian sighed inwardly.

Although he was able to take out the Wanhuazhu from his body and shrink it to the point where even his divine sense could not detect it, all of this could only be done in place, and the Wanhuazhu itself could not move.

"I'm stupid, Wanhuazhu can't move, so just put Wanhuazhu on a person." Li Xiuxian cursed secretly in his heart.

At this time, a barbarian high priest happened to fly by the side of the Wanhuazhu, and under Li Xiuxian's control, the Wanhuazhu happened to land on the barbarian high priest!

The high priest of the barbarian race was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the edge of the barren mound.

"Pfft!" Before the barbarian high priest could react, something like a pipe pierced his neck.

The body of the barbarian high priest decayed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the tube emitted a bewitching blood.

"There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, no screams before death, no traces left behind, the tail needle of this soul-eating bee is really a sharp weapon for sneak attack." Li Xiuxian weighed the bloody tube in his hand and smiled slightly .

This pipe is the spoils of killing the soul-devouring bee in the Fire Immortal Palace. It is just the tail needle of the queen bee. As for the tail needle of the queen bee, it is too huge. Li Xiuxian would not touch that tail needle before refining some kind of magic weapon with a huge tail needle.

However, even the unrefined queen bee tail needle is a first-class assassination weapon.

After performing the soul-searching method on the soul of the barbarian high priest, Li Xiuxian had a little understanding of this barren tomb, and at the same time sighed secretly about his luck.

It is not easy to enter this barren mound, but it is even more difficult to leave the barren mound.

The entire barren mound is surrounded by a huge magic circle, the most peculiar thing is that this magic circle does not need any spirit stones to drive it, as if this magic circle exists naturally.

To enter the barren tomb, one must pass through this magic circle, and entering the magic circle requires keys. These keys are the tokens given by the wild temple.

These tokens are all issued by the hands of the temple. Except for one of the god-level barbarians, the rest of the barbarians are in a team of a hundred people. Only the captain of each team is eligible to have this token.

However, Li Xiuxian's luck was really not very good, the person he killed was not the captain.

"Cut, do you have to get a token to go out?" Li Xiuxian frowned tightly. The map of mountains, rivers and communities seemed to have transported him to a remarkable place.

This barren tomb is directly under the control of the temple, and unless the temple agrees, even the patriarchs of the top ten tribes cannot enter the barren tomb.

The barbarians stationed in the temple are also selected by the temple themselves, and they can be regarded as masters among the barbarians.

"Tokens are hard to get." Li Xiuxian scratched his head.

With a swipe of Li Xiuxian's right hand, his face suddenly changed into the face of the barbarian he killed.

Looking at his thin body, Li Xiuxian could only smile helplessly. The body of the barbarian was much stronger than that of the Kyushu cultivator. Li Xiuxian could only secretly stimulate the power of the blood dragon, and his body suddenly grew several times.

With bulging muscles and clear lines, Li Xiuxian became a barbarian in a blink of an eye. Coupled with the memory of the barbarian he beheaded, it shouldn't be a problem to mix into the barbarian camp in a short time.

Time, what Li Xiuxian lacks most now is time. An existence like the high priest of the barbarian tribe must have something similar to the natal lamp. Now the news of the death of the barbarian has probably been known to his tribe, so it is not enough to report to the barbarian god Temple, and then the temple, Li Xiuxian only has one day at most, or even shorter.

"Tu Lin, what are you doing here? This is not your patrol area." A barbarian with only one eye and one left arm laughed.

"Walking around casually, patrolling this lifeless barren mound all day, the whole person will go crazy." Li Xiuxian's voice also became extremely rough.

"That's right, I don't know what the temple thinks. These seniors who dedicated their lives to the wild gods are indeed respected, but there is no need to do so." The one-eyed barbarian nodded approvingly.

This barbarian is called Huo Bao, a monk from the Vulcan Tribe among the top ten tribes, with a bold personality, his eyes and arms were taken away by the Kyushu monks when he was fighting with the Kyushu monks, but even so Huo Bao is still alive down, and became high priest of the barbarians.

Tu Lin is a member of the Houtu tribe. Although it is not one of the top ten tribes, it is considered a big tribe, and these two people were considered friends before.

But Huo Bao didn't know that the earth scale in front of him was no longer the earth scale he knew before.

Li Xiuxian searched for Tu Lin's memory, both in words and actions were [-]% similar to the original Tu Lin, so much so that Huo Bao, who had been with Tu Lin for a hundred years, did not realize that the Tu Lin in front of him was a fake.

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to get angry when I talk about it." Huo Bao sat down.

"Have you been bullied by people from the Remnant Ji tribe again?" Li Xiuxian said with a smile.

"You bastard, don't make sarcastic remarks. Isn't there a genius out of the Remnant Ji tribe? His grandma didn't use the resources we snatched from the middle-earth monks. Now look at those calves of the Remnant Ji tribe , each nostril is going to grow to the top of the head, as if the rest of our tribe is inferior to him." Huo Bao cursed carelessly, and the undisguised curse was enough to spread for several miles.

"I can't help it, I have a genius supporting me over there, can I not be fooled?" Li Xiuxian smiled helplessly.

"Hmph, doesn't my Vulcan tribe have no geniuses? One day, Emperor Yan of my Vulcan tribe will defeat the Emperor Ji of his Remnant Ji tribe." Huo Bao snorted.

Emperor Yan, Emperor Halberd, these are the titles that can only be held by the strongest among the top ten tribes.

Just like the titles of Huangji, Huangshen, and Huangjianyi, this is just a title, which is of the same nature as the sword fairy and sword master in the mouth of Kyushu monks.

However, unlike the Kyushu monks, Manhuang cares more about this title than the Kyushu monks.

All among the barbarians were honored to receive the title.

Li Xiuxian smiled: "That is a privilege that only your top ten tribes have, and we small tribes will not participate."

Huo Bao laughed: "Forget it, don't mention those grandsons, let's have a drink, and I got some good wine from the captain."

Li Xiuxian suddenly had a strange feeling when he saw that Huo Bao, who was acting in a hurry, suddenly concealed himself like a girl.

"How much did you spend?" Li Xiuxian asked with a forced smile.

"Not too much, not too much, a fifth-grade elixir."

"Pfft!" The wine that was just ingested immediately spewed out.

"How much?" Li Xiuxian looked at Huo Bao in a daze.

"An item of pill, don't worry, what I gave him is rubbish, it seems to be called Peiying Pill, it is of no use to us." Huo Bao laughed.

Seeing that Huo Bao looked like he was taking advantage, Li Xiuxian suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be very prodigal. Compared with the Huo Bao in front of him, he should be considered thrifty.

Peiying Pill, a fifth-grade high-level elixir, for the Nascent Soul cultivator, the biggest thing is to cultivate the Nascent Soul. It can be regarded as a treasure among the fifth-grade elixir, but it is only used to exchange this gourd Wine, and it was a jug of inferior spirit wine.Li Xiuxian squirted out because he choked on the fire, and secondly because the spirit wine was too inferior, for him who was used to drinking good wine, it was really difficult for him to drink.

(End of this chapter)