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Chapter 268 The Thing Under the Bones
Unlike the immortals of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the barbarians don't have any psychology of hiding.No matter how advanced the cultivation method is, or how advanced and painstakingly researched the fighting method, they all share it without hesitation, and work together to perfect the same cultivation method for each move and style.

The barbarian who led the barbarians on the road to survival became stronger and stronger, and the barbarians who followed him also became stronger and stronger.As he went farther and farther, more barbarians joined him and went on with him.

In order to fight against those huge beasts, they also chose to make their bodies bigger.

After crossing Beiju Luzhou, the barbarian's body has successfully reached a height of a thousand meters, and the barbarians who followed him have gradually become larger, and there are many barbarians hundreds of meters high.They called their leader a god of war, and they called themselves warriors.

Their pace has not stopped, they are determined to lead the barbarians of the entire Beiju Luzhou on this road of becoming stronger.So continue to move forward, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and the number of people is getting more and more.

Later, this wish came true, and the entire Beiju Luzhou barbarians were led on this road by him, and all the barbarians began to train their bodies.At that time, the barbarians were thriving, and all the barbarians were proud of being warriors. At first, only the leaders reached the god of war, and later there appeared batches of gods of war.The leader became stronger and stronger. When the barbarians spread all over the Beiju Luzhou again, the leader's body had reached a million meters. The barbarians in the entire continent called him the barbarian emperor!
Emperor Man ruled the entire Beiju Luzhou, and Beiju Luzhou became stronger and stronger. Under the teaching of Emperor Man, nearly a hundred saints emerged...

Both Fan Di and Baimianyu were taken aback.

How many saints are there in the world today?Back then, there were hundreds of saints in Beiju Luzhou?What is this concept?It is equivalent to the fact that there are one hundred West Queen Mothers in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

And the million-meter-tall Mandi was an existence that surpassed the saints. Fan Di couldn't imagine how such a powerful existence died.Logically speaking, with such a powerful existence, even the Holy One would not have the slightest chance of making waves in front of him!

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Later, Mandi felt that the beasts were the same as his past self, they were all life without wisdom, so he tried to lead the beasts to gain wisdom.

This matter has gone through hundreds of millions of years, and finally succeeded.So Mandi taught his body training method to the fierce beasts in the entire sea area, and taught it to all the remaining fierce beasts in the entire Beiju Luzhou.Under the leadership of the barbarian emperor, these ferocious beasts also embarked on the same road of body training. Like the barbarian race, they surrendered to the barbarian emperor.

Suddenly, the voice of the saint stopped abruptly.Baimianyu and Fan Di, who were still waiting for the next article, were both stunned.

The white-faced fish stared at the saint anxiously, and asked, "Holy Father, is this gone?"

The saint laughed. "Isn't everything you want to know in this story? Including the origin, life and contribution of the barbarian emperor. He is the eternal barbarian emperor of our barbarian race."

"How did he die?" The white-faced fish couldn't help asking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the saint's face suddenly changed, and he angrily said: "The barbarian emperor is not dead."

The white-faced fish was startled, and the saint's huge voice buzzed his ears. Although he is the god of war, he is still too weak.With a body of only 200 meters, it is a joke to compare him with the saint.

The saint's anger gradually subsided, and he also knew how much his angry drink just now hurt the little guy in front of him, and then slowly explained: "I just scared you."

"It's the boy who made a slip of the tongue." White-faced Fish hurriedly said.

The saint smiled slightly, he was very satisfied with this child, not only he cultivated quickly, but he also learned etiquette very quickly.He even had high hopes for the white-faced fish, hoping that he would become a saint on this land in the future.

"The Mandi didn't leave, he just fell asleep."

"Asleep?" The white-faced fish looked at the huge skeleton with some puzzlement. It was all rotten and only the skeleton was left. Why did it still fall asleep?
"Let's talk about it next time, the old guys are here." The saint stood up, looked into the distance and laughed.

Immediately, the white-faced fish saw four figures of different heights appearing on the distant horizon. As they got closer, they realized that the heights of the four figures were basically the same, but they walked at different distances. It will cause the difference in height.

"It's time again." The four saints came up and said to the saint who was with the white-faced fish.

Listening to the conversation of the five barbarian sages, Fan Di quickly understood what was going on.

The place where the bones of the barbarian emperor were placed was shrouded in fog all the year round, as was the case in the vast surrounding area.Any ferocious beast or barbarian will come in and out. Only every 1000 years, the fog here will disperse for nearly half a year. During this time, they, the saints, will gather here, trying to wake up the sleeping barbarians. emperor.But generations of saints kept trying. It is said that a saint succeeded for a short while, but after a while, the Mandi fell asleep again.But as long as they can succeed, they will continue to try desperately.As long as the barbarian emperor can wake up, the current situation of the barbarian tribe will surely be changed.

Seeing those newborn little barbarians who are like murderers without the slightest wisdom, they are extremely heartbroken. When the barbarian emperor led them out after untold hardships, who would have thought that the hateful immortal cultivator from Dongsheng Shenzhou would use A spell sent them all back to the starting point tens of billions of years ago.

After the five saints exchanged with each other the things they had collected over the past thousand years, and discussed the various methods they had come up with, they were ready to start immediately.

They first took out those extremely precious treasures and sent them to the mouth of the skeleton. Whenever these treasures approached the skeleton, they would be sucked up.

It looked as if it had been swallowed by the bones, but Fan Di found clues in the depths of the bones with his powerful primordial spirit.

After learning what Fan Di meant, the white-faced fish immediately stood up and said, "Holy Father, there is something there."

The five saints looked together, but there was Mandi's rib, there was nothing but the empty rib!
"Xiaobai, are you reading it wrong?" the saint said.

White-faced fish always firmly believed that he was right. Although he also lost his primordial consciousness now, he believed that Fan Di would not be wrong. He kept pointing to the position Fan Di said.

"It's right there, I just saw Youdong XZ is there..."

　2 more, good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)