Godly Dragon Guard

All the young monks are trying to obtain the legendary inheritance of the Barbarian God and become the strongest.

According to legend, the Barbarian God actually left the Barbarian God Palace to future generations in order to select his own disciples.

But after one hundred thousand years, no one has ever been able to obtain the Barbarian God inheritance.

Some people say that the Barbarian God's requirements are too strict, while others say that there may have been no inheritance in the first place and it was made up by later generations.

Even so, once every two hundred years, a large number of young talents still come to this barbarian palace. For the disciples of those sects, they not only want to obtain rare treasures, but also come here for the illusory inheritance.

Because the inheritance of the Barbarian God represents the supreme glory of the Barbarian Continent.

It just so happened that the Barbarian Palace was opened this time, and a large number of young monks from the barbarian wilderness came.

Compared to the entire wild continent, the number of people was not large. Because the Manshen Palace is full of dangers, only virtual realm martial arts cultivators or high-level qi-refining immortal cultivators can barely survive.

The monks who come to Titan Mountain and are under the age of thirty are all extremely talented.

After hearing what Zhao Xin said, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue couldn't help but look shocked.

After the chat, Xin Zhao hugged his fists before leaving: "I'll take my leave first. Brother Shen and Miss Su can come to Chongxiao Palace as guests in the future."

Seeing Zhao Xin leaving, Shen Lang looked hesitant.

"What are you thinking about? Let's go to Manshen Palace too." Su Ruoxue said immediately.

"This Barbarian Palace seems to be very dangerous. Why don't I go alone? Xue'er, don't go." Shen Lang scratched his head and said.

"You have the nerve to leave me alone?" Su Ruoxue rolled her eyes at Shen Lang and said with a raised mouth.

"I……"

"Since I have chosen to follow you, I have already been prepared. What are you afraid of?" Su Ruoxue glanced at Shen Lang and snorted softly.

Seeing Su Ruoxue's firm gaze, Shen Lang had no choice but to agree and said, "Okay."

The summit of Mount Targon.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, there was a lot of people and excitement.

Tens of thousands of young monks are waiting for the opening of the Barbarian Palace. There are huge crowds of people, as many as ten thousand people.

at this time.

"Chirp!"

With a scream, a huge firebird flew rapidly from the northern sky, its whole body burning with golden flames, like a phoenix in the sky, and the huge aura made everyone unable to breathe.

On the back of the firebird stood a child.

"It's Jian Wuhen!"

"Jian Wuhen from Spirit Sword Palace is here!"

"Holy crap, that's the exotic beast Golden Flame Firebird!"

"It is indeed the Golden Flame Fire Bird. It is said that this Golden Flame Fire Bird is extremely powerful and has inherited a trace of the blood of the Golden Flame Peacock, the spiritual beast of heaven and earth."

For a moment, the monks on the top of the mountain exploded their nests, pointing at the flying golden flame bird and the child on its back, and started talking.

Spirit Sword Palace is one of the seven major sects in the Wild Continent and has a profound foundation.

Jian Wuhen is the son of the master of Lingjian Palace and a super genius who is famous in the wilderness. It is said that Jian Wuhen is only ten years old, and his cultivation has already reached the late stage of virtual realm.

This abnormal speed of cultivation can only be described as terrifying! Jian Wuhen is known by the world as the person who has the best chance of receiving the inheritance of the Barbarian God.

Although this Jian Wuhen is only ten years old, he has no trace of childishness. Instead, he has a cold expression, giving people an extremely fierce feeling. Carrying the golden giant sword on his back, he stepped lightly from the back of the golden flame bird and slowly landed on the ground.

The Golden Flame Fire Bird was put into the spirit beast bag by Jian Wuhen.

At this time, a young man in white robes holding a folding fan strode over and smiled at Jian Wuhen: "Master Jian, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Why don't I seem to see your Spirit Sword Palace guards accompanying you?"

Jian Wuhen said coldly and mockingly: "Mr. Bai, why didn't I see the guards from your Ghost Control Sect coming? Are you not afraid that after you obtain the rare treasure from the Barbarian God Palace, your things will be robbed?"

The young man in white robe smiled: "Haha, I guess no one here dares to snatch my Bai Ziren's things, right? Even if there is, I will cut him into pieces!"

Some of the top disciples of the sects gathered around the Titan Peak were accompanied by guards, and there were even guards from the Nirvana stage accompanying them.

But those top sect disciples or monks who were conceited about their own strength felt that it was a shameful act to have escorts accompanying them.

Of course, famous top sect disciples like Jian Wuhen and Bai Ziren have such terrifyingly powerful backs that no fool would dare to snatch their things.

Not long after, another purple flying boat flew in the sky to the north. Standing on the flying boat was a young and beautiful girl.

Seeing the stunning girl on the flying boat, Bai Ziren's eyes lit up, he waved his folding fan and praised: "We haven't seen her for several years, but Miss Ling'er is still as beautiful as a fairy."

"Miss Ling'er!"

"Miss Ling'er is here!"

"Goddess, Miss Linger, I love you!"

"Fuck you, with your virtue, will Fairy Moon like you?"

The purple flying boat floated to the ground, and many monks on the top of the mountain shouted excitedly "Miss Ling'er", fascinated by the stunning girl on the flying boat.

Yue Cailing is the granddaughter of the master of Hanyue Palace among the seven sects of the Wilderness. She is nineteen years old. She has a beautiful face, ice-cold muscles and jade bones, and a temperament like a fairy from the Nine Heavens. She has captured the hearts of many male monks.

Including Bai Ziren.

"Hmph, I really don't understand what's so attractive about this beautiful woman. Are so many idiot male cultivators fascinated by one woman? It's really ridiculous!" Jian Wuhen said disdainfully.

Bai Ziren glanced at Jian Wuhen and thought to himself, you don't have a hairy little brat, what do you know about women?

"Ahem... Bai has seen Miss Cailing." Bai Ziren immediately stepped forward and cupped his fists slightly at Yue Cailing.

"Cailing has also met Mr. Bai and Mr. Jian." Yue Cailing smiled lightly, as polite as Xiaojiabiyu.

Bai Ziren's eyes wandered for a while, and his soul was about to be taken away by the beauty.

Jian Wuhen just nodded indifferently.

"By the way, it seems that Guy Yan came to Giant God's Peak first, why can't he be seen yet?" Jian Wuhen glanced around and asked curiously.

Bai Ziren said calmly: "Huh, there are so many orcs in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. According to that guy's temperament, he probably went to hang out with some orc tribe."

About three hours later, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue rode the Thunder Beast to the top of the Titan Peak.

The top of the mountain is crowded with people, which is a bit spectacular.

The extremely handsome Thunder Beast immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people.

"What kind of strange beast is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Bai Ziren glanced at the thunder beast under Shen Lang and asked curiously.

"Huh, it's definitely not simple. I don't know what kind of spirit beast it is. The horn seems to carry the extremely powerful power of Yang Lei." Jian Wuhen's eyes narrowed, and he also showed a hint of surprise.

"Yang Lei?" Bai Ziren's expression changed. Their Ghost Control Sect practices devil skills and ghost control methods, and Yang Lei can be said to be their nemesis.

However, Bai Ziren didn't take it to heart as it was just a strange beast in the Void Realm stage, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes. (To be continued)