The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 481: Ancient Blood War
"what..."

Ye Qiu suddenly let out a scream.

It was this moment of contact that made Ye Qiu grimace in pain, and his entire arm was almost broken.

Cracks appeared on the bones one after another, and the arm became a bloody mess.

Fortunately, he retreated quickly as soon as he was touched, and did not use his hands to block the blow. Otherwise, half of his body might have been broken into pieces.

"Han'er, don't be rude!"

"This is the savior of our village!"

The three ancestors rushed over quickly.

The man's name was Dongfang Hen and he looked to be in his twenties.

The muscles all over his body bulged high, like dragon tendons.

The skin is bronze and very strong.

He had a head of messy, thick black hair that fell to his waist, and he exuded a wild, masculine beauty.

"This is Dongfang Hen, the younger brother of Dongfang Qiubai!" Someone introduced him to Xiao Ping'an.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the young man and found that he looked very similar to the portrait of Dongfang Qiubai.

"His flesh and blood is as hard as a divine weapon!" Ye Qiu grimaced in pain.

He considered himself a strong man in the way of beheading, and his body had undergone more than one transformation. He felt that he was a strong man in the way of beheading, and was different from those ordinary strong men.

Ye Qiu, who thought he was extremely powerful and wanted to show off in front of his juniors, suffered a great loss when facing Dongfang Hen's extremely strong body.

This is just a small misunderstanding, a minor episode, nothing serious.

It turned out that Dongfang Hen was out for training and heard that a shocking incident had occurred in the village and that it was besieged by a powerful demon king.

He fought his way back with almost red eyes.

After seeing Ye Qiu, an outsider, he thought he was a human slave who had defected to the demon clan, so he attacked him without thinking.

Dongfang Qiubai and Dongfang Hen have extremely unique status in the village.

They possess extremely rare ancient barbarian war blood.

At a young age, they can lift mountains and their physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. It is said that except for the Holy Body, no one is stronger than them.

These two brothers practiced the same martial arts and lived in a similar environment.

They can kill dragons and tigers since they are young, and when they are a little older, they go out to gain experience on their own.

It can be said that his martial arts skills have been refined to the highest level.

A gray light flashed in Xiao Ping'an's hand, and a mace made of special stone appeared.

Each wolf fang is a lifelike dragon, inlaid on the gray stick to form a mace.

This happened when Xiao Ping'an was on Devil's Island. He defeated a giant mountain ape with the cultivation level of a semi-saint. After beating him to death, he took away his weapon.

Originally, he wanted to keep this weapon as the foundation of the Crescent Moon Holy Land and leave it to future disciples.

But after seeing Dongfang Hen's mace, Xiao Ping'an decided to make a good relationship with him.

Decided to give this mace to Dongfang Hen.

Not only because they might be the ancestors of the Dongfang Ye and the Dongfang Man fifty thousand years later, but also because Xiao Ping'an wanted to establish a holy land in Nanling and gain a foothold here, he had to win over the human race here.

We are all of the same blood and belong to the same human race, fighting against the expansion and oppression of the demon race.

Dongfang Hen seemed very embarrassed. After solemnly apologizing to Ye Qiu, he took the precious mace.

The elders in the village were all connoisseurs of valuables. They couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, saying that this gift was truly too valuable.

If nothing unexpected happens, Dongfang Hen will grow up to be a saint.

Even though several ancestors knew that Xiao Ping'an wanted to invest in Dongfang Hen and establish a good relationship with him, they still expressed their gratitude solemnly.

This weapon looks gray, but it is forged from magical materials from Devil's Island.

According to Xiao Ping'an's estimation, this magical material might be comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series.

Although there are no gray diamonds in the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series, this gray stone is definitely a good material for making holy weapons.

It is strong and immortal, and has a hint of divinity. It would not be surprising if it could be refined into the weapon of a great sage.

Xiao Pingan had taken it from the Giant Ape on the Devil Island of Ziwei Star. He hoped that Dongfanghen would not disgrace this weapon and let it shine as it should. "I must refine this weapon into a holy weapon!"

"In the future, he will surely drink the blood of the demon race!"

Dongfang Hen solemnly swore.

"Our blood cannot be shed in vain..." said the Sixth Uncle.

"We can't stay in this place any longer. Maybe we should consider returning to headquarters!" said the Eleventh Uncle.

Deep in the Nanling Mountains, an ancient ethnic group has been active.

They are descendants of several ancient saints. They are all very powerful and tough.

Their descendants practiced the Barbarian Martial Arts scriptures. Although they lived in seclusion, they were a powerful and terrifying tribe, in no way weaker than those holy places and aristocratic families.

This village can be said to be a small branch, but it separated from the headquarters due to a dispute over personal interests.

Passed down from generation to generation, the resentment has long been resolved.

Although the big tribe had invited them back many times, they refused.

. . . . . .

“Wuwuwu la la la…”

There were bursts of strange roars coming from afar, and the whole mountain range was shaking.

One after another, men with messy hair, wearing animal skins and holding maces or axes, roared.

They came roaring with the power to split mountains and rivers apart.

"Which demon tribe dares to bully our people?"

"Where are the demons? Die!"

"Holy crap! Where are all the monsters?"

"Grandpa is here, monster, get out now!"

"These monsters must be tired of living for they dared to slaughter us humans!"

A group of fierce barbarians, extremely fierce, rushed out like a million-strong army.

Their attire was exactly the same as that of the villagers, but their strength was terrifying.

They were just about to talk about returning to their ancestral land, but they didn't expect that the ancestral headquarters had already sent people to pick them up.

Even Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were stunned.

One barbarian after another, wielding clubs and axes, exudes a wild aura.

The men, women, young and old in the village were all very moved. Even the three old ancestors had red eyes and said they wanted to return to their ancestral land.

"This matter cannot end like this!"

"Yes, it doesn't matter whether they are from the Heavenly Demon Palace or the Demon King Palace!"

"We must kill them this time!"

These barbarians were not afraid at all even when facing the extremely powerful Heavenly Demon Palace and Demon King Palace.

There is a fierceness that makes me want to bite off a piece of meat even if I die.

"We rushed here immediately after we got the news! Fortunately we were not too late!"

"We have a large force behind us!"

"Don't worry, no matter which demon clan did this, we will kill them and avenge them!"

Xiao Ping'an looked at this heartwarming scene.

Although these barbarians look wild, they are all passionate and open-hearted to their relatives and friends, making people feel warm.

These barbarians are able to gain a foothold in this wild land of Nanling, the base camp of the demon clan, which shows that they have unique characteristics.

It seems that those ancient saints who took root here also had very good family education.

It is indeed a blessing for future generations to be able to help each other.

(End of this chapter)