Chapter 763

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Lin Tian was very worried about Fan Yingxiong and was very anxious, but at the moment he heard the words of this barbarian strong man, he couldn't help being surprised. The three old men who came before him were the barbarian patriarch and the two elders of the same line. , the formation is really not small! And the words of this strong man reveal the importance of Fan Yingxiong to the barbarians, and they are the hope of this generation of barbarians! This moved him. It seemed that Fan Yingxiong's status in the barbarians was very unusual.

Hearing this brawny man's words, the patriarch of the barbarian clan and the two elders were all moved and reacted.

"Yes! Find a hero, find a hero first!"

The patriarch of the barbarian clan had half of his chest bare, and was wearing a gray ancient beast battle armor, with strong vitality.

Next to him, the two Grand Dao Realm Grand Elders of this line also nodded. Although they were extremely angry after seeing the dead clansmen here, at this moment, Fan Yingxiong might still be alive, and their thoughts all fell on Fan Yingxiong.

"Me too."

Lin Tian stepped forward and said.

Although the time we spent together was very short, Fan Yingxiong was very simple and honest. They were already friends. Now that his friend disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown, he was naturally very anxious.

The barbarian patriarch and the two elders looked at Lin Tian, ​​among them, the barbarian patriarch said: "Thank you, little brother!"

"Senior, you are being polite, this is my responsibility."

Lin Tian shook his head.

"Brother, you don't have to blame yourself. The hero has returned to the main family of the center several times, and every time he will mention you to us. We also know some of your recent deeds. We old guys are very happy that the hero has a friend like you. .”

A Supreme Elder who came here from the barbarians said.

The barbarians are bold and honest by nature. Lin Tian slaughtered more than 20 branches of the Zerg tribe in a fit of anger for an ordinary village.

Lin Tian nodded and said nothing.

"We're here to help too."

Bai Ziqi said.

Bai Qiu was depressed because of Xiao Ai'ai's death and the disappearance of that small village. Now that Lin Tian's friends were in distress, it was even more uncomfortable. He also nodded to the barbarian patriarch and the two elders, and wanted to help find Fan Yingxiong's whereabouts together.

The patriarch of the barbarian tribe and the two elders clasped their fists at Bai Ziqi and Bai Qiu: "Thank you in advance!"

"Patriarch! Elder,

Let's go! "

There are barbarian monks.

The barbarian patriarch and the two elders of this lineage nodded one after another, looked at each other with Lin Tian and the others, glanced at the small barbarian clan that was stained red with blood, and finally left, walking in different directions. The speed is very fast.

Lin Tian branded Fan Yingxiong's appearance into the consciousness sea of ​​Baizi Qi Baiqiu and the five-element crocodile. Together, the three of them and one crocodile dispersed the four tyrannical spirits, and searched for Fan Yingxiong's trace while moving quickly .

In a blink of an eye, five days passed.

During the five days, three people and one crocodile walked through many places. In order not to attract the eyes of the blood wolf clan and other strong people in the process of looking for Fan Yingxiong, Lin Tian even used special means to cover up his true face, but in the end there was no trace of it. reward.

Lin Tian's complexion is not very good-looking, the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is boiling, and the tyrannical spiritual sense is comparable to the power of the Dao, extending to ten directions.

In a blink of an eye, another two days passed.

For seven days, there was still no trace of Fan Yingxiong.

On this day, the three of them returned with a crocodile, and joined the head of the barbarian tribe, the two elders of the barbarian tribe, and some other monks of the barbarian tribe in the sub-clan where the barbarian tribe was slaughtered. This is the time they agreed upon when they searched for Fan Yingxiong separately. After seven days, they will return to the small clan to reunite, because maybe someone will find Fan Yingxiong within seven days, so that other people who are looking for can be notified in time. And even if not, it is necessary to exchange the information they have obtained in a timely manner.

"How about it?"

Lin Tian asked.

"There is no clue, I can't find it!" The barbarian patriarch shook his head: "What about you?"

Lin Tian was silent and shook his head.

"Patriarch, I didn't find it."

"No trace of the hero was found."

"Neither have we..."

A group of barbarian monks shook their heads.

The barbarian patriarch and the two elders all clenched their fists with disappointment on their faces.

"Boom!"

At this time, the mountain range near the sub-clan of the barbarians suddenly vibrated, and dense figures appeared, probably hundreds of people, pressing down like a torrent, all of them shouting. Among this group of figures, two old men with hair like messy grass walked in the front, like old savages in the barren mountains, but the aura entwined outside their bodies was amazing, and the blood energy they emitted was as strong as ancient beasts. They all have the Dao and the fluctuations are intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, the group of figures rushed forward.

"Second Elder! Third Elder!"

The barbarian patriarch greeted him.

Two old men with messy hair came over, glanced at the bloody little clan, nodded to the barbarian patriarch and the other two elders, and suddenly fell on Lin Tian: "Brother Lin Tian?" The hero had gone back to the barbarian main clan several times and mentioned Lin Tian, ​​and some big shots in the barbarian clan naturally knew Lin Tian's name.

Lin Tian nodded, and then said: "I have seen the two seniors."

"It really is you, the hero mentioned you to us several times." The second and third elders of the barbarian tribe nodded to Lin Tian, ​​and then they looked at the chief of the barbarian tribe and the other three again. Among them, the second elder opened his mouth and asked, "How is it? The tribe is in trouble, and I heard that the hero is still alive. The first elder asked me to leave the customs and come here. Have you found the hero?!"

The three barbarian patriarchs shook their heads, and the other barbarian monks also looked bad.

"We have been searching for seven days, but... there is no clue!"

The barbarian patriarch said.

The second elder of the barbarian tribe had a bad face, while the third elder raised his eyes and glared at the patriarch of the barbarian tribe angrily: "What did I tell you before the retreat! You were asked to take the child of the hero to the main clan, why did you let him stay here? !"

Although the patriarch of the barbarian tribe also looks like an old man, although he is also a powerful man, his seniority is one or two generations behind the elders of the tribe. He is reprimanded like this at this moment, so he can't say anything, and stands with his head bowed. on the side.

"Third Elder, don't blame the patriarch. It's the hero who insists on staying here, saying that this is where he grew up. He doesn't want to part with his uncles and friends, and he doesn't want to part with this small piece of land. The patriarch...the patriarch has no choice."

A strong man who is connected to the seventh heaven of immortality.

The third elder still kept his eyes open: "Even so, we should send a strong man here to guard, why didn't we do that!"

"Then... that may reveal the specialness of this place. If someone targets the hero's child, it will cause trouble instead."

The strong man whispered.

The third elder stared angrily, while the way of anger fluctuated wildly.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tian felt the importance of Fan Yingxiong to the barbarians. The barbarians paid so much attention to him. Hundreds of people from the tribe came to kill him. The treatment of the young Supreme Beings and Holy Sons of several other great clans was even worse than that.

The Second Elder and the Third Elder were followed by hundreds of barbarian monks, all of them were full of blood, many of them were strong men, most of them had half of their chests bare, their skin was bronze-colored, and their muscles were like horned dragons, giving people a strong sense of strength.

At this moment, seeing the blood of the small clans all over the place, seeing the bones of the clansmen whose flesh and blood had been devoured, and hearing that important clansmen were missing and their lives were unknown, all the barbarian monks were red-eyed, and many of them had veins on their foreheads. jump straight.

"Damn bugs! They bullied us like this!"

"Elders, patriarch, you can't forget it! The people of the clan can't shed blood in vain! You can't just be bullied like this!"

"Let's go to war, elders!"

"Kill the Zerg masters and overthrow them!"

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

Hundreds of barbarian monks were furious.

The tyrannical fluctuations of divine power and true essence are intertwined in this space, and this group of barbarian monks are all full of fighting spirit.

"Damn it!" The third elder of the barbarian tribe had an extremely hot temper, and he also growled at this time: "I want to kill people, the **** Zerg, I want to kill them all!"

"kill!"

"Go to war!"

"Go to the Zerg's lair!"

The group of barbarian monks roared.

Lin Tian was moved. Although the fighting power of this group of barbarian monks was not as good as that of him, Bai Qiu, Bai Ziqi, and the five-element crocodile, but with hundreds of people roaring together, the fighting spirit was very strong, and the most important thing was Yes, they are now angry at the unexplained death of their clansmen, which can infect people.

The second elder of the barbarian tribe had disheveled hair and a gloomy face: "My barbarian tribe never takes the initiative to fight with people, and only keeps company with wild beasts. Even if it is considered the weakest of several big tribes, it doesn't matter. I never care. There is no hatred at all, but now, the Zerg race is bullying our clan like this, slaughtering our tribe, leaving our precious children with no trace, life and death unknown, how can we let it go like this?! Let them Pay the price!"

The words of the second elder of the barbarian tribe were not loud, but they carried a strong killing intent.

"kill!"

"Crush them all to death!"

"This group of dogs are crazy!"

Hundreds of barbarian monks roared.

The second elder of the barbarian tribe looked at the hundreds of people here: "Leave some people to continue looking for the whereabouts of the heroes, and the rest, return to the main tribe, and swing their knives at the Zerg tribe!" At this moment, a ferocious beast-like aura emanated from his body: "The clansman shed blood for no reason, so he will use blood to pay for it!"

Hearing the words of the second elder of the barbarian tribe, hundreds of barbarian monks roared again, wielding wolf hammers and swords wildly in their hands.

"That's how it should be! Kill those bastards!"

The third elder roared.

The barbarian patriarch who came here first and the other two barbarian elders also clenched their fists, with killing intent intertwined in their eyes and fighting spirit boiling. They knew very well that at this moment, since the Second Elder had spoken like this, the meaning was obvious. Before coming, the First Supreme Elder and the ancestors of the clan had already made such a decision.

Listening to the roar of the barbarian monks here, Lin Tian and the others also felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling.

"Several seniors, when you kill the Zerg, count us!"

Lin Tian stepped forward.

The Zerg destroyed that small village, killed all the villagers, and killed Xiao Ai Ai, who had been his and Bai Qiu Bai Ziqi's enemies earlier. Now, this faction has slaughtered his friend Fan Yingxiong's sub-clan. The old hatred and the new hatred will be counted together. He must go on the trip to attack and kill the Zerg!

He once swore that he would never enter the upper heavens if he did not destroy the Zerg race!

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