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Chapter 392 The Accumulation of Barbarians for Thousands of Years
In the case that he was injured by the shattering of his own zombie, he went to fight for his life again...

Although survived.

But at this moment, he would rather he hadn't survived.

The great Jurchen clan, the great barbarian clan, he is the only one left!

one person……

Great races are doomed to perish.

The expectations of the ancestors, everything that the ancestors have struggled for generation after generation... but it is completely in vain.

He froze in place.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

Although he lowered his head, he still felt it keenly.

It was that familiar breath.

It was the one who massacred nearly 50 people of his Jurchen clan in Fengjing, the one who wiped out the world formations and world spirits with a sweep of his sword, and also cut off the future of his clan.

The Patriarch of the Wen Family raised his head, his face was full of madness, and he roared hysterically: "Zhou Bu Zhou!"

"why?!"

"why?!"

"You took my Wen family's spiritual mine, and my Wen family never troubled you. Why, why did you come to destroy my family?!"

Zhou Buzhou carefully looked at the head of the Wen family.

That old face has completely aged, just like an old man in his eighties or nineties in the mortal world, without a trace of energy, he is truly a half-dead existence.

And this means that the former Patriarch of the Wen family, the former cultivator at the beginning of the fifth stage, suffered a near-destructive injury.

Even if he doesn't kill him every week today, the old man won't have a good life for a long time. Even if he really finds the glimmer of life in the fifty days of the Dao, even if he really survives, his cultivation level It is bound to regress rapidly, and it is impossible to recover.

only……

Can such a rubbish family, such a disgusting race, have feelings and grief?
Perhaps, this is why a poor person must have something to hate, and it can also be said that a hateful person must have something to be pitiful, right?

Zhou Buzhou replied indifferently: "The catastrophe in China was caused by your clan, and the disaster in China a hundred years ago was also caused by your clan..."

"Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, it's not that you don't report it, even if the Heavenly Dao doesn't report it, I will report it from the Black and White Academy!"

The head of the Wen family paused.

A hundred years ago, the little Buddha said that Kyushu was not the Kyushu of the barbarians. Giving the Kyushu to the great powers and giving the Han slaves to the great powers is enough to make the barbarians rich and stable...

As for the momentary humiliation... I think that the ancestor Wanyan Aguduo bloodbathed the extremely powerful Khitan, and the ancestor Nuer Hachi also bloodbathed the extremely powerful Ming Dynasty...

This proves that the barbarians only need to lurk, and do not need to be tough. As long as they lurk until the powerful enemy declines, the world will still return to them...

then……

Not long ago, when Long Shanluo suddenly disappeared...

The Patriarch of the Wen family laughed miserably.

cause and effect?

retribution?

He doesn't admit it!

The writers are right, the barbarians are right!
It was Huaxia who was wrong!
It was these Hannu who were wrong!
He got up.

But Zhou Buzhou said softly: "Are you going to die? You are not my opponent!"

The Patriarch of the Wen Family didn't care, but because of his serious injury, his movements were extremely slow.

Zhou Buzhou made a quick move, and the mobile phone that had not been used for a long time appeared from the storage space.

He turns on the phone.

out of battery.

Immediately, he used the yin and yang attribute qi to simulate the water attribute zhenqi according to the way of the five elements' generation, restraint, gathering and dispersing, and in an instant, a ball of water vapor rose from his palm.

The rising water vapor is as big as a palm.

Immediately afterwards, the yin and yang groups of water vapor collided.

The lightning of the thin hairspring appears.

Under the guidance of spiritual power, lightning as thin as a gossamer entered the phone along the charging hole.

The phone lights up.

All this is done in the blink of an eye.

The Patriarch of the Wen family gave a slight pause: "The fifth-level high-level great venerable?!"

That's right.

Zhou Buzhou just now has the means to evolve clouds and lightning, which can only be achieved by the Great Venerable Realm.

But the aura on Zhou Buzhou's body was obviously at the peak of the third order.

This is……

Zhou Buzhou shook his head.

Instead, he turned on the music player on his mobile phone, and a tune with a vast and sad melody reverberated.

This is - "The Last of the Mohicans".

The Patriarch of the Wen family paused, and the unshakable state of mind of a fifth-level cultivator collapsed in an instant, and his emotions surged uncontrollably in an instant.

Zhou Buzhou said calmly: "Wen Jiu is still alive, and Wen Yaoyao is still alive..."

Wen Jiu was a member of the Wen family killed by Zhou Buzhou in Taihu Lake, so naturally he is no longer there. Wen Yaoyao was the Wen family who discovered Lu Dafeng's conspiracy and tricks, as Lu Dafeng said later.

Both men died.

But at this moment...

The head of the Wen family's eyes lit up slightly.

Zhou Buzhou continued: "You don't want the barbarians to be wiped out, do you?"

Zhou Buzhou continued to persuade: "Among ordinary people, a group with less than 1000 members cannot reproduce... But we are practitioners, as long as there is a man and a woman, we can still reproduce a complete group!"

"You don't want this song to be true, do you? You don't want the barbarians to be the second Maya and Indian, do you?"

Wen Jiajia proposed to move.

There is still hope for the Wen family, and there is still hope for the barbarians!

He looked up.

Zhou Buzhou said calmly: "But I can kill you, and then kill the other two!"

The Patriarch of the Wen Family's face suddenly changed, but he quickly calmed down: "Since you mentioned it, you have something to ask for, so you won't do it!"

"what do you want?!"

Zhou Buzhou whispered: "What do you have?"

The face of the Patriarch of the Wen family changed slightly, and then he smiled lightly: "I always feel that you are lying to me..."

"But I want to gamble once!"

As he said that, the Patriarch of the Wen family opened the storage space on his own initiative, and countless items flew out of his storage space.

There are 3000-year-old Zhuo Huosheng, there is a spirit marrow with blue light shining continuously... There are also countless spirit stones, and bottles of pills. There are three fruits of the world, and there is a clone who is completely white, and that clone is full of sharingan and white eyes!

There are also piles of pure black gold...

There is also a body without the slightest spirituality, but it exudes a level of coercion similar to that of Longshan Luo himself.

This is a zombie in the realm of the great sage!

But obviously, the Patriarch of the Wen family failed to mobilize this zombie of the great sage, let alone train this zombie of the state of the great sage into a natal zombie.

Otherwise, the Patriarch of the Wen family can completely become the existence of a great venerable.

Zhou Buzhou was shocked.

Is this the accumulation of a family for thousands of years?

Zhou Buzhou's gaze was fixed on the zombie in the realm of the great sage, but his peripheral vision was fixed on the empty coffin in the corner.

The blue and introverted color makes it clear at a glance that this is not an ordinary thing.

But he didn't dare to show how much he valued and cared about Lan Ji, not even the slightest bit of importance and concern.

(End of this chapter)