Barbarian Throne

Ramasu, the lord of the Jinguangjuan race, listened to Brother Tai's explanation of the origin of "human pet" and couldn't help but thought to himself: "This little guy's head seems to be a bit unclear. Could it be that he signed an intelligence contract with the barbarians in southern Xinjiang?" Sharing the contract, breaking your head? But it is indeed true. This magic pet sharing contract is a two-way sharing, and anyone can be the owner. But the lifespan of our Jin Guangjuan race is long, and signing the sharing contract will undoubtedly cost me. If you share your life span with others, you will still suffer a loss after all..."

Lamasu looked at Brother Tai again and found that it had reached the mid-level legendary level. He asked doubtfully: "Little guy, how old are you now?"

"My complete body is 217 meters long, 72 meters high, with a wingspan of one mile and a waist circumference of 120 meters." Brother Tai looked at the golden dragon that surrounded them. There were many feathers. The beautiful mother-in-law couldn't help but feel excited. After thinking about it, she added solemnly: "I am still unmarried, and I want to find a mother-in-law..."

Lamasu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I asked you how old you are, not whether you are married!"

Brother Tai scratched his head and said cautiously: "More than one hundred and twenty years old. Am I considered an older young man and can't find a marriage partner..."

Lamasu laughed dumbly: "You are only about a hundred years old, and you are still a baby in my clan who doesn't even have full hair! You don't even have full hair, but you have a mid-level legendary cultivation. It seems that you have indeed learned from your Human pets have gained a lot of benefits.”

Brother Tai is over a hundred years old and already has a mid-level legendary cultivation level. This is an anomaly among the long-lived Jin Guangjuan race. Even Lamasu's cultivation level can't help but be moved. Thinking that it had taken a huge advantage by signing a sharing contract with Manzi, it determined that Manzi was indeed its favorite.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Brother Tai has lived for more than a hundred years with his former master, the Holy Magister Brandela, and is still only a sixteenth-level king-level monster. Let alone become a legendary monster. Even if he wants to become a saint, The beasts are also in great difficulty.

However, after following Zhang Debiao, his cultivation level has improved rapidly, and his journey has been smooth. Not only has he become a holy beast, but he has also broken through the legends and can be considered a strong person in the abyss, ranking high.

After Zhang Debiao broke through the legend, his cultivation level has been rapid. Not long ago, he finally reached the realm of the legendary level of heaven and earth in the chest. His physical strength is extremely strong. Invisibly, he gave Brother Tai countless benefits through a sharing contract, allowing him to successfully enter the middle-level realm of legend.

"It's not bad to have a human pet. Not only can you quickly increase your cultivation level, but it can also change the color of its feathers..." Lamasu looked at Manzi and couldn't help but feel a little better about him. In fact, the Jin Guangjian race has always been unfavorable to humans. They feel that people's hearts are cunning, especially after several conflicts with the pantheon of gods, and they have no good impression of humans.

Lamasu's face softened slightly. She almost destroyed Manzi's mental strength. She felt a little sorry for him in her heart, but she was hard-hearted. She could never say "I'm sorry". She smiled and said: "You Called Brother Tai? He must be the son of some wandering tribe. Come back with us. We all have the same origin, and we can take care of each other in places like the ninth level of the abyss."

Brother Tai hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "Aman, I'm going to visit the clan for two days. Don't run around, lest I can't find you again."

Zhang Debiao said helplessly: "I'll wait for you at the Temple of Gods."

Brother Tai turned around, smiled at Lamasu and said, "Lord, what good food do you have in the clan? Is there any dragon fighting tooth ceremony?"

The golden rays that besieged the Sun Chariot dispersed and each flew back to their territory. Lamasu and Tai Ge flew towards the crack in space one after the other and said with a smile: "There is no giant dragon, but if you want To eat dragons, you can team up with a few brothers and sisters and go to the eighth level of the abyss. That is where our clan raises dragons. There are countless dragons, and you can eat as many as you want..."

The eighth layer of the abyss is the territory of the dragon clan. There are countless giant dragons and their force is so powerful. However, when it comes to Lamasu's mouth, it actually becomes the source of rations for the Jin Guangjian clan. If it spreads to the ears of those proud dragon clan, it will definitely make them suffer greatly. blow.

In fact, Jian's force is not much stronger than that of dragons, mainly because they are the natural enemies of giant dragons and fly very fast. Giant dragons are almost always hunted when they encounter Jian.

Zhang Debiao watched Ramasu and others leave and heaved a sigh of relief. In order to erase the shared contract between him and Brother Tai, Ramasu almost destroyed his mental strength!

"The Jin Guangxuan clan is really powerful!"

Zhang Debiao couldn't help sighing, and ordered Baphomet to drive away the fire phoenix and continue on his way. He turned to Yallens and said: "Your Highness, among the many lords on the ninth floor, Jin Guangjian should be one of the most powerful races. Bar?"

Jarens smiled and said: "The Twelve Warcraft Runes refer to the twelve Warcraft races. Most of these races live in the ninth layer of the abyss. Jin Guanghuan is not the strongest. Sheep Demon, Centaur, Fire Phoenix, Giant Xi, Chikui... none of these races is much weaker than the Jian race. Speaking of the strongest, the Cerberus race that dominates the gate of hell is the real strong one!"

Zhang Debiao once heard Al Jones talk about Cerberus, and he also knew something about this race. He wondered: "Among the Cerberus, aren't there only three demigod-level lords and more than twenty legendary Cerberus? And they are There are not many of them, there are only more than 200 in total. How can they be the most powerful race? "

"Three hell dog lords at the peak of demigods, aren't they considered tyrannical? Brother Debiao, although you own a hell dog, I'm afraid you haven't seen the hell dog at the Gate of Hell. Those guys are not even capable of fighting. It’s unreasonable, even when my temples were in their prime, I wouldn’t dare to provoke them.”

Aaron paused, feeling that these words seemed to destroy his prestige, and continued: "All the hellhounds at the Gate of Hell have a common thinking and memory. When you talk to one of the hellhounds, it is equivalent to After talking to all the hell dogs, the same is true when fighting them. All the hell dogs are uniform. If they attack, they will all attack one of them. Even the gods with weak divine power cannot withstand it and will only be hit by one blow. Kill! Although there are thirty-four masters of Dzogchen at the peak of demigods in our temple, if we attack the Gate of Hell, we will probably suffer heavy casualties in order to win."

Zhang Debiao couldn't help but be shocked. The hellhounds thought and acted in the same way, almost as a whole.

There are more than two hundred hellhounds, including three lords at the peak of demigods, and more than twenty legendary beasts. Their combined strength is enough to rival gods with moderate divine power.

"After these hellhounds reached the holy level, they absorbed ancient memories, as if they were carved from the same mold. No wonder they have no other ideas."

Zhang Debiao glanced at Xiao Hei and saw Xiao Hei's three heads whispering to each other, muttering, obviously discussing something, which was simply impossible in the eyes of other hellhounds.

"The reason why Xiao Hei is like this is because he followed me when he was young, and his first head represents loyalty. As a result, he no longer loyal to Hades, but became loyal to me."

The sun chariot flew along the Styx River to the east. The lakes, seas and mountains below were magnificent. In this land, there is endless wealth, treasures are everywhere, and there are countless alchemy materials such as Tourmaline Pool Gold.

There are also many ancient ruins and battlefields, places where gods and demons fight, and countless treasures and secrets are scattered around, and no one knows about them.

It's a pity that there are not many explorers who can come to this level. Even if they come to the ninth level of the abyss, if they accidentally offend the abyss lord here, they will die without a burial place.

Aiya and Liboxun's eyes flashed, and they exchanged glances with each other, obviously having the idea of ​​​​hunting for treasure.

Although these two women didn't know each other before, they had been together for so long and they were as good as sisters, talking about everything. However, the two of them did not dare to act arbitrarily before reaching the Temple of Gods. Although the legendary masters were powerful in force, such force was nothing in the ninth layer of the abyss.

The three fire phoenixes pulled the sun chariot and flew for several days and nights, but the temples were still out of reach, which showed how vast the ninth level of the abyss was.

Zhang Debiao and Yalensi sat in the car, with two women waiting on the side. The two drank the wine of the Dragon Clan and the Celestial Clan while exchanging their opinions on fighting qi martial arts.

If it was the encounter a few years ago, Zhang Debiao had not yet become a fighting saint, and Yallens would only look at him twice more. Now Zhang Debiao has become a master in the middle of the legend. Although he is one level lower than Yallens, It was enough to impress him.

"Hey, what is that?" Aya lay beside the car, leaned down and looked down, and couldn't help but asked in surprise.

Zhang Debiao also looked down and saw a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the center of the continent. In the hole was an endless undercurrent of void, stirring vigorously.

This continent seems to have lost a piece of it out of thin air.

Jarens smiled and said: "This is the battlefield where human masters blocked the demons outside the territory during the Holy Yuan period. Countless strong men died here. Later, the Magic Emperor who was in office at that time used magic power to dig up this battlefield. Build a throne to commemorate these fallen heroes so that the world will never forget their contributions. Unfortunately, how can people today remember those heroes who died for them?"

Zhang Debiao's heart moved: "It turns out that this battlefield is the space of the Holy Yuan Throne."

He picked up his wine glass, poured it down into the undercurrent of the void, and toasted to the unknown heroes of all races.

"If they can live in people's hearts for a long time and be admired by people, they will be equivalent to immortal gods." Zhang Debiao thought to himself.

He suddenly seemed to understand the meaning of faith. Faith provides power and divinity to gods. It is not that faith is full of incredible power, but the worship and admiration in the hearts of believers, which gives gods the power of immortality!

"The immortality of the gods must first be the immortality of faith. If faith dies, the gods will also die."

The Sun Chariot drove along the Styx for an unknown length of time and finally arrived at the Temple of the Gods.

Zhang Debiao originally thought that the temples must be majestic and majestic, even far surpassing the Temple of God King and Pazu Demon Palace, but when he came here, he discovered that the temples were not what he imagined at all.

The so-called temples, or even the Tanya Temple of the Southern Xinjiang barbarians, are not much bigger. This temple is built on a not-so-high mountain. It has a simple shape, is not luxurious and glamorous, and is not eye-catching at all.

The only strange thing is that on the canopy surrounding the temples, there are shocking space cracks hanging, like spider webs, splitting in all directions, thrilling!

These space cracks are where the magic emperor Hetings and his followers, those powerful men at the peak of demigods, raise their believers. There are a total of thirty-four space cracks, which are terrifyingly dense.

Hetings and others use their magic power and fighting spirit to carve out planes in this void. This method is no different from that of gods. No wonder they dare to call the place where they live a pantheon of gods!

Baphomet ordered the three fire phoenixes to slowly lower the sun chariot and stop it in front of the mountain. Zhang Debiao and others got out of the car. Aiya hesitated and whispered: "Master, can we go..."

Zhang Debiao knew what she was going to say. This little woman had long been coveting the treasures on the ninth floor of the abyss. He waved his hand and said, "Go, but don't go too far to avoid danger. By the way, Buffy, you go with them. It’s good to have someone to take care of you.”

Baphomet quickly bowed and said yes, and flew into the distance with Aiyaliposhun, searching for treasures everywhere.

Zhang Debiao asked the fire phoenix to guard the sun chariot, and together with Yallens, they walked hand in hand to the temples on the mountain.

Jarens smiled and said: "Not long after I was born, my father took me to the mountains. I started practicing Dou Qi when I was three years old. It is only now that I finally touched the realm of demigods. Brother Debiao, how many years have you been practicing? ? You have reached the middle stage of the legend in a short period of time. Your cultivation is so profound that it can be compared with the strong men of the same level in the Shengyuan era. Your fighting spirit and body are perfect. If you are not the reincarnation of the uncle from the temple, I will I don’t believe it at all!”

Zhang Debiao suppressed the excitement in his heart and said with a smile: "I have no memory of my previous life at all. How could I be the reincarnation of a powerful man from the pantheon? Your Highness is joking..."

Jarens laughed loudly and said, "Yes or no, you will know when you get to the temple."

The two walked to the temples and saw a group of well-dressed guards guarding the square in front of the temples. There were about thirty or forty people, all of whom were practicing fighting qi. Almost everyone had the cultivation level of Aiya, Libo Shuna, etc. Seeing Jarens arriving, they all knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Your Highness!"

Yalens waved his hand and said: "You guys go down." The guards stood up, flew up, and fell into the space cracks around the temples.

"These people are divine generals selected by my father and uncles from among the believers to guard the temple."

Jarens walked to the temple, turned back and said with a smile: "Brother Debiao, are you sure you want to go in? After you go in and come out, maybe I will call you uncle."

Zhang Debiao looked at the deep temple, and a heavy, old and mysterious aura came from inside, with the pressure of a god, simple and solemn.

He took a long breath and strode into the temples.

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My neck is almost healed, but I still can't carry heavy objects. When I go out to buy groceries, Mrs. Pig carries it. The pig walks with its head tilted, attracting many people's attention...

Whether Aman is the reincarnation of a powerful man from the pantheon will be revealed in the next chapter!