Mortal Ascension Record

Barbarian God inheritance?

Star Body Refining Secret?

The best body refining technique in the world?

At this moment, Qin Tian felt his head buzzing and his mind was in a mess. He obviously never expected that the mysterious body refining method recorded in the animal bone he found in the market would be the inheritance of the Barbarian God!

At the same time, in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the shocking scene he saw when he got the technique!

And the mysterious strong man who killed thousands of immortals alone and could shatter the void with a punch!

But after coming back to his senses, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel a little confused. After all, why would such an important inheritance technique appear in the distant endless sea of ​​monsters and hidden in animal bones?

Although he only got the first half of the technique and could only practice to the Golden Core stage, this technique is definitely very popular for the major tribes in the wilderness.

It is almost foreseeable that if the "Star Body Refining Secret" technique is exposed, it will inevitably cause endless troubles.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian, ​​who is now alone in a foreign land, can't help but secretly alert in his heart, and on the surface he forced himself to remain calm, trying not to show any strange color!

The old man opposite him seemed to have not noticed anything unusual, and continued to speak solemnly:

"I see that although Mr. Qin is a cultivator of the human race, he has also practiced the barbarian skills. Therefore, this forbidden land inheritance and the many treasures inside are also a great opportunity for Mr. Qin!

As long as Mr. Qin helps my Red Tiger Tribe overcome the difficulties, I will definitely offer the inheritance token with both hands afterwards, no joke!"

Qin Tian did not comment on what he said, but asked meaningfully:

"This inheritance token Since the card is so precious, is the tribe leader really willing to take it out? "

Hearing this, the old man on the opposite side smiled helplessly:

"This thing is naturally an opportunity for a powerful tribe, or a strong man like Mr. Qin, but for our Chihu tribe, it is a crime and a disaster!

Therefore, it is better to take it out in exchange for the peace of the tribe, which is better than being worried and facing the danger of overthrow at any time in the future!"

After this, Qin Tian nodded slightly, secretly thinking that this old man was also far-sighted. So with his eyes flashing, he directly agreed to this matter:

"Chihu tribe leader, rest assured, Qin will protect the tribe!"

Hearing this promise, the old man on the opposite side finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him again, and then said goodbye and left.

Qin Tian sat quietly, not knowing what he was planning in secret.

When it was late at night, he went out alone and came to a temporary dungeon deep in the Chihu tribe.

The person imprisoned in the prison was a young man in leather armor whose right arm was nearly crippled and who was also subjected to a sealing spell.

Seeing Qin Tian coming, the latter's extremely pale face showed a bit of viciousness, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

After all, he was the third young master of the Wuheng tribe. He was used to living a life of luxury. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? Not only was he beaten to a cripple, but he was also imprisoned by a small tribe!

But due to the situation, the leather armored youth had to suppress his hatred and persuaded with a threatening tone:

"You are obviously not from the Red Tiger Tribe, why do you have to make things difficult for my Wuheng Tribe for these ants? You should know that our tribe has a master of barbarian generals!

If you release Wu immediately and flee from here, you may have a chance to survive. Otherwise, when the strong men of our tribe come to kill you, the consequences will be unpredictable!"

However, after these words came out, Qin Tian had a blank expression on his face, and said with a hint of sarcasm:

"In Qin's eyes, you are just an ant!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Tian took two steps forward, and a strange black light burst out from his hand, and quickly pressed it on the head of the young man who had no power to resist.

Seeing this situation, especially seeing the magic light in Qin Tian's hand, the latter's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of horror.

But before he could react, his consciousness had already sunk into oblivion, and there was only endless darkness in his mind!

Qin Tian closed his eyes slightly, and the light in his hands flashed rapidly, as if he was looking up the memory fragments of the young man through the soul-searching method.

After about a cup of tea, when the eyes of the young master Wu Heng had turned white and his consciousness had dissipated, Qin Tian finally slowly opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of brilliance in his eyes............

Thousands of miles away from the Chihu tribe, there is a huge building complex with dense houses, complete defense facilities, and tens of thousands of tribesmen.

Even at the gate, there are several burly men in the Barbarian Period wearing leather armor, who are responsible for patrolling and standing guard, and they look like they are on high alert.

This place is a medium-sized tribe in the Misty Forest, which is considered to be the famous Wu Heng tribe!

At this moment, deep in the Wu Heng tribe, in a wooden lobby with a strange shape and rough style, several barbarian masters gathered together.

In the middle, there was a tall middle-aged man with a full beard and a majestic face. His whole body was full of energy, and he was at the early stage of the barbarian general. He was undoubtedly the chief of the Wuheng tribe!

As for the two sides below, there were several barbarian warriors in the middle and late stages standing respectfully. Each of them was full of spirit and energy, and they were all masters of body training.

Only one old man in a wide black robe with a slightly gloomy face looked a little thin and weak, and he did not emit any energy of a body trainer.

But none of the strong men present dared to underestimate this man, because he was the priest of the Wuheng tribe, and his strength had reached the peak of the late soul warrior. His methods were strange and his strength was unpredictable!

Just at this moment, the middle-aged man with a curly beard sitting at the top suddenly said with a little displeasure:

"Is there no news about the third young master yet?"

Hearing this, everyone below did not dare to say anything, only the old man in black robe stepped forward two steps and said respectfully:

"Report to the tribe leader, the Red Tiger tribe is far away from here, it is normal for the third young master to be delayed on the way, and it is just a small tribe, the strength is not to be feared at all, and there will be no trouble!"

The middle-aged man with a curly beard at the top heard this, his face was But he was slightly impatient, and said in a rather annoyed and hateful voice:

"If it weren't for the barbarian rules, we would have to find an excuse in advance, why would we have to make so much trouble, it would be so much easier to just kill and grab the things. And that idiot, he usually doesn't want to make progress and bullies others, this time he was asked to pick a fight, but he was so hesitant!"

Who knew that as soon as the voice fell, a voice suddenly sounded outside the wooden house:

"Report to the clan leader, the third young master has returned alone and is waiting for an audience!"