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Chapter 1253 Barbarian Tribe

The barbarian showed up again with Ye Chen, which was an extremely large ancient star.

If you want to say that this ancient star is not small, it is even bigger than the Ancient Star of Forget. It is the largest ancient star that Ye Chen has seen since he set foot in the ten thousand realms of the heavens, no doubt about it.

Just as he fell into the ancient star, Ye Chen heard the rolling wilderness surging towards him.

Goodbye to this ancient star, the place where you see is a deserted forest, towering ancient trees, green, like a swath of zodiac, with many powerful monsters inside, with roars coming one after another.

However, no matter how strong the monsters were, when they saw the barbarians passing by, they would hide away from each other. Many weak monsters were crawling on the ground.

The Holy King was extremely powerful. Wherever the barbarians passed, the space could not withstand the pressure and kept collapsing. Even the breath he exhaled was extremely heavy. Ye Chen had never seen such a tough person.

Are there any reincarnations?

Ye Chen glanced around, but didn't make any calculations.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to calculate, but that he can’t calculate. Until now, he still has his hands closed and is banned and cannot move.

That's our village!

The barbarian pointed to one side, but he still grinned at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen looked up and said, "It's really a village, with a strong aura and a lot of figures. The men are all naked, naked, barefoot, and covered with ancient tiger skins. They are all tough big guys, but no matter how big they are, they are not as big as the one around them."

So frugal!

Ye Chen sighed. The place where a saint king lives was not seen, the palaces and palaces of Xianshan, and he didn't even see a house. He just slept in the open air. The most common ones were large iron pots for stewed meat and fire racks for barbecue. The food he ate was also strange.

It is worth mentioning that the large iron pot they use for their meals is really not that big.

Seeing the barbarians come back, those big guys rushed over, but the words he said made Ye Chen stunned. He couldn't understand, and it was probably the special language of the barbarians.

The barbarians had already put down the black dragon, and the barbarians carried them away directly.

The next picture is bloody enough. A saint dragon was removed from eight pieces, and it was thrown into a large iron pot without cleaning. Most of them were even baked on a bonfire.

Whose people are this!

Ye Chen was sobbing at the sight, but he was also frightened.

Although these people are very savage and seem to be uncivilized, their heads may not be very useful, but they are all tough masters. When they fight, they are mostly fiercer than the other. If anyone provokes these people, they will be beaten into a mess without negotiation.

When he was sighing, the barbarians had already brought him to the depths of the village.

There was an ancient altar with ancient barbarian patterns, and there were also big guys with big heads lying on it. He was in a bad state, his qi and blood were disordered, his face was pale, there was a dark blood valley on his chest, and a strange light was lingering in the wound.

Eh?

When the barbarian approached, Ye Chen glanced at him and his eyes lit up. He didn't have to calculate that he knew that he was a reincarnated person.

Man Xiong, this should be a familiar person. In the past, Xiao Feng, the subordinate of the ninth part of Hengyue Sect, said that Ye Chen had fought with him. The two of them used the secret technique of Kanglong to hit each other for several hours, and the viewers were dazzled.

Thinking about it now, the picture is still vivid in my mind.

Seeing the reincarnated Man Xiong, Ye Chen couldn't help but recall the scene of Man Xiong, Yanshan and Yanlong's death a hundred years ago. The three of them were all fierce masters, and they were strong and had many demons buried with them before they died.

It's really right!

Ye Chen was very excited. Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao did not successfully implement it, otherwise after the black hole escaped, he would not have seen the seriously injured Man Xiong.

Speaking of the wound, Ye Chen looked at the dark bloody valley on Man Xiong's chest.

When it comes to Blood Valley, it is really domineering, especially the faint light flashing at the wound, which is still eroding the essence of Man Xiong, which not only does not heal, but also has the tendency to slowly expand outward.

The Netherworld Aura!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see a clue.

Man Xiong's injuries did not come from living people, but from dead people, and it was an extremely powerful corpse. What hurt Man Xiong was the corpse's Nether Death Aura.

The barbarian had already put down Ye Chen, came to the altar, and took out a bloody dragon. It was the crystallization of the black dragon's essence. It was exposed by the barbarian and integrated into the body of the reincarnated barbarian hero.

The reincarnated Man Xiong woke up and grinned at the barbarian, but as he smiled, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

The barbarian smiled comfortingly, and the two of them chatted in the barbarian language.

After finishing his words, he saw the barbarians helping the reincarnated barbarian hero up, and then he still pointed at Ye Chen's side.

The reincarnated Man Xiong looked over, but when he saw Ye Chen, he couldn't help but be stunned. He felt extremely familiar and said in a very affectionate way, which made him subconsciously scratch his big head.

"Unlock my ban, I can save him." Ye Chen looked at the barbarian in a blink of an eye.

"Then you can't run anymore." said the barbarian.

"I have to run away, too." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"I believe you." The barbarian waved immediately, untied Ye Chen's ban, and carried Ye Chen to the altar.

When he got closer, Ye Chen looked carefully and was very convinced that Man Xiong was injured by the dead man's death aura. If the barbarians had not suppressed him with their divine power, Man Xiong would have been swallowed up by the death aura.

"My child accidentally entered an ancient tomb and was injured by death." The barbarian explained.

"I can see it." Ye Chen smiled, "The owner of the ancient tomb is at least a quasi-emperor, and he is not an ordinary quasi-emperor. His death energy is mixed with the murderous aura of death."

"You little kid, you're not simple." The barbarian looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

"I have suffered this injury, too." Ye Chen said, continuing to look at Man Xiong's body.

As for being injured by the dead man's death energy, it was in a space black hole. I encountered a sarcophagus, which was almost exactly the same as Man Xiong's current form. Fortunately, he had the protection of immortal fire and heavenly thunder. These two treasures are masculine objects, death energy and even yin objects, and are innately restrained.

"No more talk, let's start." Ye Chen placed Man Xiong flat on the altar, and then sacrificed the fairy fire and heavenly thunder together.

Huh?

Seeing Ye Chen's golden flame and black sky thunder, the barbarian exclaimed lightly, but he never thought that Ye Chen had these two treasures, especially the golden fairy fire, which made his bright eyes shine with deep light.

On this side, Ye Chen had already wrapped Man Xiong's body with the Immortal Fire Heavenly Thunder.

Immediately, the blood valley at Man Xiong's wound was filled with dark energy. If he wanted to resist, he was suppressed by two sects of the most yang objects.

Hmm!

Man Xiong growled in pain, his forehead was exposed, and blood continued to emerge from his mouth.

Seeing this, the barbarian pressed Man Xiong's forehead with one hand, poured in divine power, protected Man Xiong's vein, and helped Man Xiong protect the Divine Sea God Platform to prevent the death energy from retaliating against his soul.

Ye Chen was not idle either, and sacrificed his holy blood and sprinkled it on the wounds of Man Xiong.

The ancient holy body is also the most powerful and yang bloodline. The holy blood carries masculine power and even more immortal fire and heavenly thunder. It is also innately opposed to the Netherworld Death Qi. This is why the barbarians insist on his holy blood.

After sacrificed the holy blood, it was not over yet. Ye Chen withdrew from the origin of the holy body.

Now, the Netherworld Death Aura in Man Xiong's body was completely suppressed, and was wiped out in a thread without any resistance.

Outside, the meat was filled with fragrance, but the barbarians all surrounded them.

Many Manchus looked at Man Xiong and looked at Ye Chen in surprise. He didn't know that this seemingly weak and elegant young man had such domineering bloodline and such powerful means. Even the Holy King's helpless Netherworld Death Aura was constantly wiped out by him.

The Holy King barbarian had a look of joy on his face, and the light of gratitude was not concealed at all.

Ye Chen worked hard, this was a reincarnation. He would not be stingy with holy blood and overwhelmed the wisp of the deadly aura of the underworld.

This is a long process.

Until nightfall, Ye Chen had not stopped. Even with the vigorous blood and blood of his holy body, his face turned pale.

The Holy King Barbarian was generous, constantly pouring divine power into his body, and also took out many heaven and earth elixirs, and all of them were injected into Ye Chen's body.

It was not until the night of the third day that Ye Chen had collected the immortal fire and heavenly thunder one after another, and no longer sacrificed the holy blood and origin.

The scars on Man Xiong's chest had healed. As for the so-called Netherworld Death Aura, they had all been wiped out. Man Xiong fell into a deep sleep and was put into an immortal pool by the Holy King Barbarians, quietly absorbing the essence of the immortal pool.
Chapter completed!
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