Chapter 1630 Barbarian Mahayana Gathering

Here in the Land of Spiritual Destruction, many members of the Gu family are collecting various materials to prepare for Gu Changhuan's Mahayana catastrophe. At the other end of the northern continent outside the Land of Spiritual Destruction, on an uninhabited island on the endless sea, there is someone Mahayana monks came in droves.

What's even more surprising is that although there are no humans on this island, there are no other birds, animals, mountains, rivers, vegetation, etc. There is only a huge palace entrenched on the entire island.

However, most of the ordinary palaces are either splendid and magnificent, or have gray walls and blue tiles to show their tranquility. However, the palaces here are mainly dark red and black, which makes people feel depressed when they look at them.

However, if you look closely, you will find that although the construction style of this palace is strange, the materials used to build the palace are not ordinary third- or fourth-grade minerals and earthenware, but various high-grade materials, including the land surrounding the palace walls. The bricks and stones are all made of sixth-grade Shuangyang soil and Hui mixed soil, which shows the financial resources and influence of the people who built this palace.

I just don’t know why they chose to build the palace on an island without spiritual veins, and there are not many monks living here on a daily basis. Even the defense and defense can only operate with formations.

But today's situation is obviously different.

When the giant barbarian Mahayana monk Wu Qian came here, there was already a Mahayana monk waiting to stop in the huge palace.

I saw that the Mahayana monk was standing in front of a huge statue at the moment, looking at the statue intently. Even if he noticed that other Mahayana monks were arriving not far away, he did not make any move.

The formation guarding the palace had already been temporarily stopped, and Wu Qian landed directly in front of the man without any hindrance.

He was born in a giant barbarian tribe and was more than ten feet tall even without revealing his true body. Compared to before, the person in front of him looked particularly petite.

Wu Qian squinted his eyes and looked at the man not far in front of him, gritted his teeth and said with a straight face:

"As expected, it's you, Lin Ling."

Judging from his tone, it seemed that he had some grudges with the monk named "Lin Ling".

After Lin Ling heard this, her eyes finally moved away from the statue reluctantly.

She turned around, with obvious dissatisfaction in her indifferent eyes. Although she didn't open her mouth, Wu Qian clearly heard her voice.

"Wu Qian, as the leader of the giant barbarian clan, you should first salute the barbarian god when you come to the temple."

Wu Qian squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Ling, who was wearing a purple gauze dress with only half of her face exposed. The rest of her body was completely covered, with a slightly dangerous look in her eyes.

Lin Ling looked up at Wu Qian, the gem on the scepter in her hand flickering.

A fighting spirit quietly rose, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.

Wu Qian's body was gradually illuminated by earthy yellow light, and frost spread under Lin Ling's feet.

At this moment, Lin Ling's eyes suddenly moved slightly and her momentum dropped.

Wu Qing didn't know why, and while he put away his momentum, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. This woman was not the type to admit defeat.

But he soon understood why.

After the two of them gathered their breath and remained silent for just a breath, Wu Qian noticed that someone was teleporting through the space in the distance.

Wu Qian's face darkened, he took a few steps sideways to the statue of the Barbarian God, and saluted to the statue.

The statue of the Barbarian God here is no different from the one in the Ruins of the Barbarian God; it is also a statue with a human body, an ox-tail, a goat's head, and four arms, sitting on the throne, holding a scepter in one hand, and the remaining three palms seem to be facing upward. I was holding something up to display, but it was empty.

The escape speed of Mahayana monks is always very fast, not to mention the teleportation technique used by those who come here. Wu Qian here has just finished paying homage to the statue of the Barbarian God, and the figure of the Mahayana monk on the other side has already appeared in Lin Ling's sight. .

After a few more figures flickered, the man finally came to the temple. He glanced past Lin Ling and Wu Qin, then walked to the statue, meticulously paid homage to the barbarian god, and then looked at Lin again. zero

"You came so early!"

Lin Ling nodded, and the man looked at Wu Qian again.

"Brother Wu Qian! We haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you have such a bad face when we meet?

Who made you angry again? "

The man said with curiosity on his face.

He seems to have a lively personality.

Wu Qian snorted coldly,

"Mahayana monks like you who laugh and laugh every day are the aliens, right?"

Bai Qi was slightly startled when he heard this, and pointed his finger at himself,

"Alien?

Me?

How is this possible? "

Wu Qian was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Fortunately, Bai Qi had a good temper and was not the kind of person to mess around. When Wu Qian didn't want to pay attention to him, he just talked to Lin Ling. Although Lin Ling didn't talk much, she could still respond.

Bai Qi was talking lively on one side, and an hour passed quickly, but no other barbarians arrived.

At this moment, Lin Ling suddenly raised her hand to signal.

Bai Qi closed his mouth, doubts flashing in his eyes.

Lin Ling looked to Wu Qian, who was already sitting cross-legged in meditation, and asked:

“I heard that you went to the ruins of the Barbarian God a few years ago, met several other fellow barbarians, and discussed some matters with them;

Didn't you tell them about the revival of the barbarians at that time? "

Wu Qian snorted, turned his head and looked away, and did not answer directly.

"Compared with the so-called revitalization of the barbarians, I am more concerned about the calamity of the fairy spirits."

He said it straightforwardly; indeed, compared to the far-off and unpredictable goal of reviving the barbarians, it was more important and pragmatic to spend more time preparing for the Immortal Tribulation.

Bai Qi heard their conversation and exclaimed, "Ah——"

"So Brother Wu Qian has met fellow Taoists from other barbarians before!

Tell me quickly, what do they look like, and which branch are they from?

Also, did Brother Wu Qian see any surviving Feng Ling cultivators in the Barbarian God Ruins?

Master always says that the Feng Ling cultivators have been extinct, but that shouldn't be the case, the Feng Ling Barbarians are also a strong branch of our Barbarians!"

Bai Qi asked a series of questions.

But he did ask many questions in the minds of high-level Barbarian cultivators.

The Feng Ling tribe is one of the strong branches of the Barbarians, and its status is unique. When the foreign races fought, all the Feng Ling Barbarians were in the secret realm and did not encounter any foreign enemies at all. Why did they suddenly perish?

Wu Qian nodded,

"It is true that I have not encountered any living monks of the Fengling Barbarian Tribe;

As for the Mahayana of other branches..."

Wu Qian looked up at the sun and said,

"It is almost time, just wait and see."

To be honest, Wu Qian does not like Hen Daozhi and Dousheng; Hen Daozhi and others probably don't like him either!

It can be said that among the entire Mahayana of the Barbarian Tribe, the only one Wu Qian likes is Baiqi; as for the others, like Lin Ling, he has to deal with them for some reasons and considerations.