Shenxianzong

In the canyon, the altar was raided, and the three men in gray were furious.

They were entrusted by the Emperor Zhou and ordered to guard the altar and supervise the border, but they were raided and lost eight important cities in the border in one fell swoop.

This kind of loss was something Da Zhou had never experienced before.

"Is it a wild beast? Or some force, or a barbarian?"

The white-bearded old man narrowed his eyes, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"I'm invincible against this person. Be prepared to die in battle. Before that, pass on the news."

One of the middle-aged men in gray said with a solemn expression.

"Brother, don't worry, I've sent the news back, and the rest, the only way to be worthy of the great prince's kindness to us is to fight to the death!"

Another young man in gray said in a firm tone.

His eyes were burning, his face was resolute, he did not face the difficult choice of life and death at all, only a lonely and brave determination!

That's right, these three were exactly the three cultivators rescued by Yuechen in the outer battlefield.

They left the battlefield outside the territory early and took refuge in Dazhou. The three of them joined forces to attack cities and villages all the way, and made a lot of contributions.

Later, they gradually came into the sight of Emperor Zhou, and after knowing the origins of the three, he entrusted them with important responsibilities.

"Snapped!"

A skinny paw landed on the back of the young man's head suddenly, making him dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"Why hit me!"

He rubbed his head, turned his head and glared.

But seeing the old man with white beard blowing his beard and staring at him, cursing: "You have lived enough, old man, but you haven't lived enough. If this altar can't resist, I'll just deliver food when I go up."

"Are I going to abandon this place and let the enemy drive in and kill the people of Dazhou?"

The young man in gray looked excited and retorted angrily.

"Don't worry, let's listen to what Daoist Lu Qiao said, he is the most cunning and cunning, and he will definitely not make me suffer."

The middle-aged man in gray hurriedly acted as a peacemaker in the middle-aged, trying to persuade him.

Hearing this, the young man in gray, that is, Zhao Yu, calmed down.

He would like to see what tricks old Lu Qiao can come up with.

"Bah! Gao Lin, what are you talking about? Who is so cunning!"

Taoist Lu Qiao, with his beard sprayed high, said angrily.

"Oh, I was the one who said the wrong thing. Daoist, don't be angry, think of a way, this altar won't last long."

The middle-aged man in gray, that is, Gao Lin, repeatedly admitted his mistakes, and at the same time urged the road chief Luqiao to find a way to resist the incoming enemy.

"Hey!"

Taoist Lu Qiao sighed, and said with a slumped expression: "In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is useless."

After a pause, he looked at the golden light rising from the altar, and sighed again: "Could our three great Luo Jinxians be the opponents of Manshen Wugan?"

"Brave God Ugan! He has been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, how could he come out at this time?"

Gao Lin's pupils shrank sharply, and he lost his voice.

Zhao Yu was younger and had never seen a Man God before, so he didn't know how powerful he was, so he asked at this time: "This Man God has broken through the Daoist Creation?"

No wonder he was confused, logically speaking, even if the Taoist Lord came, the three Daluo Jinxians were here, relying on the altar, they would not be unable to fight.

But when Gao Lin heard the name of the barbarian god, he suddenly lost his composure. Obviously, this Ugan barbarian god is by no means a good person.

Daoist Lu Qiao rolled his eyes at him, shook his head and said, "If you break through to the Daoist, there must be a vision in this world, but we didn't notice it, obviously he is still in the realm of the Daoist."

"Not bad!"

Gao Lin also nodded, but his expression was not relaxed, but he said solemnly: "The problem is, he is Wu Gan, the barbarian god!"

Afterwards, under Gao Lin's urgent explanation, Zhao Yu finally understood why the expressions of the two of them changed drastically when they heard Wu Gan's name.

The barbaric god Ugan is the most amazing, talented and beautiful among the 72 tribes in the barren land.

When Ugan was only four years old, he was valued by the chiefs of some cadres and tribes. Since then, he has been cultivating carefully, hoping that Ugan can become a talent in a short period of time.

And Wu Gan did not live up to the expectations of the tribal patriarch. He was less than ten years old and had already cultivated the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit, only one step away from becoming a Martial Dao True Immortal.

In the history of the barbarian tribe, there has never been a child as monstrous as Wu Gan. Even those barbarian royals who are called extraordinary talents, compared with Wu Gan, are like fireflies competing with the bright moon. match.

Such Ugan naturally attracted the attention of other tribes.

Although the Yougan tribe is a large tribe, there are still many competitions within the tribe.

The stronger the strength of the cadre tribe, the more fearful the other tribes will be. If the overall strength of the tribe reaches its peak, the rest of the tribes must bow their heads and surrender.

In order to avoid being annexed by the Yougan tribe, several other tribes joined forces and prepared to attack the Yougan tribe and completely destroy it.

However, just when the war was about to break out, Wu Gan broke through the realm and successfully promoted to Martial Dao True Immortal. His strength soared and he directly killed thousands of enemy troops. His majestic appearance shocked several other tribes.

Afterwards, Wu Gan led the tribe to fight back against other tribes. For a while, the pattern of the barren land was unpredictable.

Wugan's rise was so fast that some people even speculated that he was a monster with great luck.

The pattern of the barren land has undergone tremendous changes, and the heads of various tribes are busy wooing new forces, trying to stabilize their rule, in order to ensure their own safety.

At this moment, Ugan's prestige in the entire barren land was unprecedentedly high, and many tribes who had previously been friends with Yougan defected to his banner.

For a while, some cadres became the overlords of the barren land, and no one dared to provoke them.