I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Wu Chan looked at Lin Meng who had been beaten upside down and smashed into the stone wall in a daze, and quickly stepped forward to take Lin Meng out of the embedded stone wall.

At this time, a boy in green outfit with a bow and arrow jumped out of the broad-leaved bush.

This person is not tall and looks only fourteen or five years old. His complexion is dark brown unique to the Southern Xinjiang Barbarians. The muscles are slender and well-proportioned. They are extremely obvious. Lin Meng can't imagine that this seemingly thin body is hidden inside. Such a terrifying strange power.

He wears a grass crown made of twigs, and is dressed in a brief costume like a South Island jungle hunter. The upper is a sleeveless short lining, and the lower is a shorts. The black and green colors are mixed, and a waist and abdomen are exposed in the middle. The face is painted with yellow and green paint to outline a weird makeup to cover the entire face, and there are also partial lines on the limbs and torso.

This weird paint pattern and dark brown complexion combined with a smaller figure of black and green clothing makes it well concealed in this dense forest, even the naked eye is extremely difficult to detect, very suitable for such terrain Fight among them!

The young man jumped out, did not chase his hands, but shouted to Lin Meng with his hands on his hips and his head:

"Treachery outsiders, get out of our homeland, get out of this land!"

Lin Meng furrowed his brows and did not answer. Instead, he asked with some fear:

"Who are you?"

The boy proudly said: "I am the leader of the ebony tribe, one of the fourth-generation warlords under the seat of the barbarian god, Umu Tuo!"

The fourth generation of barbarians?

Lin Meng furrowed his brows deeper, thinking of the record about the Nanbarb God that he had seen in the Master's Collection of Books, which made it clear.

Man God's legacy, three generations.

The effect of nourishing the essence of the corpses of the gods and demons on this land will continue to dissipate over time, and the creatures on it will become weaker and weaker until all the auras are dissipated, and this land will be with the outside world. It is no different, the people of Nanban will no longer have unique advantages, and there will be no more rare and exotic beasts in the land of southern Xinjiang.

Because of this, in the age of fairy, the three generations of the barbarian gods were inferior to the first generation, even if three generations were born, the first generations of the barbarian gods were born through the heavenly means.

The words of "the remains of the barbarian gods end in three generations" are exactly what the first barbarian god said personally. According to reason, it is absolutely impossible for a fourth-generation barbarian god to emerge from Nanban!

Lin Meng was a little drummer in his heart. Could it be that there really is a new savage god in the depths of southern Xinjiang, an existence comparable to a saint!

Lin Meng's hairs stood upside down in an instant, and he felt that his hair was terrifying.

At this time, Wuchan Transmission asked Lin Meng: "How can this person be the longest one at a young age?"

Lin Meng shook his head slightly, and the sound transmission replied: "The barbarians believe in the supremacy of strength rather than the elders and inferiorities. Ruozun also only respects the barbaric god. This young man is afraid that he has won the whole clan by relying on his strong strength. Acknowledged, so that you can become the leader of this clan, I am afraid that this person's realm is already within the realm of Ming!"

"Mingnei?"

"Yes! Almost all of Nanban is physical cultivation, and has its own system of cultivation, which is divided into five realms: skin, flesh, bone, inscription, and pulse transformation, which can be comparable to the vertical and horizontal, terrestrial travel, The five realms of Tianxian, Shenxuan and Yuansheng!"

Wu Chan heard this and suddenly took a breath, and the sound transmission was surprised:

"That is to say, this boy who seems to be only fourteen or five years old is actually a physical cultivation comparable to the Divine Profound Realm!"

Lin Meng nodded slightly, and Transsion replied:

"Nanbarbarians rely on the power of bloodlines. The purer the bloodlines, the more they are uniquely endowed. In this land, bloodline reversion or mutations often occur, so they have such a realm in their teens like this. Ten percent is pure blood or abnormality, as well as extraordinary talent. This kind of thing is not strange."

"The point is that this person comes from most of the ebony tribe, and is one of the seventy-two of the seventy parts of the Nanban Tiangang Disha, and this ebony is unique to the ebony tribe. This tribe is in the seventies of the earth. Both can be among the best!"

"And he can be the head of this big tribe,

Wu Chan was shocked after hearing it, and was entangled by a master of physical training comparable to the momentary realm. This place is still in the other side's nest, and the environment is the home of others, and the two of them are in great trouble!

Wu Zen anxiously said:

"I used mystery to immobilize him, let's hurry up and run!"

But Lin Meng shook his head slightly, his expression dignified and jealous.

"The painting on his body can not only shield the exploration of the divine sense, but also prevent the divine spirit from attacking. Your secret technique is useless to him."

This is the worst point. If the secret technique of Zenless is useless, at the speed of the two of you, it is absolutely impossible to get rid of a master of physical training comparable to the instantaneous realm in the opponent's home court.

At the moment, in addition to good words to persuade, there is only to go home.

Lin Meng was still a bit unwilling, but he didn't dare to fight this person. Although a Nanban who is comparable to the transient realm was strong, he would not scare Lin Meng. The terrible thing is that this place is the hinterland of Southern Xinjiang. The big tribe moved the whole body with one start, and God knows how many strong people will come out again.

Lin Meng had no choice but to persuade each other gently:

"I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to go to the Shuofeng Valley in the hinterland of southern Xinjiang to see the beautiful and wonderful scenery that is handed down by the wind. Can Daban be accommodating!"

Ba is the respect and awe of the strong among the Nanban people. Lin Meng went to the village to follow the customs, and hope this little trick is useful.

Sure enough, I don’t know whether the high-ranking barbarians in the deep southern Xinjiang are more enlightened than the people in the periphery of the central region, or whether this good word has an effect. The young man did not refuse at all but pondered for a moment.

"You can beat the painting technique left by the second generation of barbarians. You must be a good master. People of my generation respect the strong. If you can beat me, I will open a path for you. , Keep you safe!"

Lin Meng couldn't help but smile. This opportunity is there, but if he wants to beat a Nanban body repairer comparable to the instantaneous state, it is not easy.

Lin Meng is not afraid of such a master, just because he has the means to fight the opponent desperately, it will hurt both sides, and the means to escape from his subordinates, but if he wants to compete with such a master, Lin Meng has no confidence at all. No.

But when the opportunity was in front of him, Lin Meng couldn't help but seize it.

After Lin Meng said that, the Nanban boy named Wu Mu Tuo suddenly brightened his eyes, shouted in excitement, and rushed towards Lin Meng with his fist raised.

Although the southern barbarians are not as combative and combative as the northern barbarians, they are still more combative than the people of the Five Continents.

The barbarians are really crazy.

Lin Meng gave a bitter smile, took off Qianshan and swung his sword and fought with Wu Mu Tuo's pair of fists.