The statue of the Barbarian God, this is a huge statue hundreds of feet high, all in golden, glaring at the sky like a god of war, revealing a domineering aura that looks down on the world.

"Is this the Barbarian God?" Looking at the statue of the Barbarian God like the God of War, Fang Yan had the urge to worship him.

"Clang!"

There was a loud bang, and the bronze giant door creaked and opened with a loud noise.

"Click!Click!Click..."

Fang Yan entered the body of the barbarian god, and heard the sound of cracks and cracks. The tall golden puppets poured out like gold were as if they had come alive. A red light flashed through the empty and godless pupils.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground was shaking violently and roaring constantly. The guards of the Barbarian God were moving their stiff bodies, and the red light in their pupils locked Fang Yan at the first time.

"This is the Barbarian God Guard. It has such a strong aura. It should have the strength of the Death Realm!" Fang Yan looked at the Barbarian God Guard in the abdomen of the Barbarian God, with a look of curiosity in his eyes.

The puppets are bulky and slow to move. In Fang Yan's eyes, these puppets are all flaws. It is not difficult to defeat these puppets, but the number of these puppets is a bit large, and it is initially estimated that there are about 100. Now what Fang Yan wants to think about is how to find the blood of the barbarian spirit surrounded by many puppets.

"boom!"

In about a quarter of an hour, the guard of the barbarian god in the statue of the barbarian god launched an attack on Fang Yan. With a loud bang, Fang Yan's magical power flew backwards like a cannonball and fell heavily on the thick wall.

"puff!"

With a puff sound, Fang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and a guard of the barbarian god waved his arms and slapped Fang Yan.

"What a strong strength. The strength of this barbarian god guard should be the peak of the late stage of the Death Realm, and each one has the power of the hundred dragons. Such a powerful puppet is probably not his opponent even if it is a powerful Yin-Yang Realm!" Fang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but say in shock.

The Barbarian God Guard is so powerful. With the surroundings of all the powerful, it is extremely difficult to find the Barbarian God's spirit and blood.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The barbarian god guard stepped on the ground, causing a roar to attack Fang Yan. Fang Yan did not dare to fight hard at all, and could only use the Wind Body Technique to avoid it.

"The strength of this barbarian god guard is too strong, and one head is enough for me to bear. At this moment, there are as many as one hundred heads. This is a task that is simply impossible to complete." Fang Yan was active on the periphery, and the barbarian god guard was just attacking him alone. Once he used the Wind Body Technique to enter the throne, he would be attacked by many puppets. With just one wave of attacks, Fang Yan was seriously injured and vomited blood.

Fortunately, Fang Yan would not attack him as long as he leaned against the bronze gate. This gave Fang Yan a rare chance to breathe. Otherwise, Fang Yan would definitely be beaten into a meat paste by these barbarian guards.

"Boy, hurry up and practice. These hundred barbarian gods guards have the power of one hundred dragons, and they are invulnerable to swords and guns. You do not have the power of more than two hundred dragons, or your strength is not reaching the ninth peak of the Yin-Yang Realm. Understanding the power of the law, you cannot destroy this barbarian god guard. In the statue of the barbarian god, the internal time flow rate is one hundred times that of the outside world. You can practice with confidence. Only when your ability to resist and fight is improved and the flesh god is strong can you control the domineering power of the Five Dragons Divine Fist." Fang Yan closed his eyes and adjusted his breath to practice, and the voice of the Fire Barbarian Immortal sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

"The power of one hundred dragons. I am only twenty dragons. The power of eighty dragons is different. This battle cannot be fought at all. I can only seize the time and absorb the blood of the barbarian spirit. With the tempering of these barbarian god guards, my foundation will be extremely solid, far exceeding that of the cultivators of the same generation." One hour later, Fang Yan accumulated 10 million experience points. He finished his cultivation and was sent by the fire barbarian immortal. He couldn't help but sigh.

"No. I have a system of the Immortal Realm, and there is no bottleneck in cultivation. As long as the mechanics are worth enough, I can break through to the realm of death in ten months. This barbarian spirit and blood are optional to me, and what I lack is time. Acceleration of time by one to one hundred times is very important to me. I must seize this rare opportunity to practice hard."

After making sure to pay attention, Fang Yan began a new practice, accumulate more combat experience, practice the Barbarian King's Power Art, and increase his strength.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for the proficiency of the Man King's Power Skill of the Heavenly High-level Kung Fu Art Remnant Chapter +100,000."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for his own creation of magical powers and shock proficiency +10000."

The cold system prompt sound rang in Fang Yan's mind, which was the attack of a punch just now. Fang Yan's proficiency in the Barbarian King's Power Technique increased by 100,000, and even the proficiency in the magical power shock increased by 10,000.

Time passed like water, and it had been a month since Fang Yan entered the body of the statue of the Barbarian God. During this period, Fang Yan's experience value increased by nearly 4 billion. The Barbarian King's Power Art reached 30 million, and it had the power of thirty dragons.

"The speed of practicing this way is great. I will increase the power of the ten dragons in one month. In seven months, I will be able to break through to the realm of death, and it will only take three days for the outside world."

Fang Yan felt the progress of his cultivation and couldn't help but smile.

"Boom!" The Barbarian God Guard was strong, Fang Yan was light and refreshed, and jumped out of the isolation ground to fight with the Barbarian God Guard. The metallic fist was blasted out, and Fang Yan used his skill to remove part of it and fought with him closely.

"What is this guy playing? This barbarian god space is not open unlimited. In a year, the energy will be exhausted. He still doesn't find a way to seize the barbarian god's blood. Once time passes, can he conquer the will of the barbarian god remaining in the barbarian god's blood?" Fang Yan spent a month fighting with the barbarian god guards and did not seize the barbarian god's blood. The Fire Barbarian Immortal immediately frowned.

The Fire Barbarian Immortal was secretly anxious, but Fang Yan did his own thing in the body of the statue of the Barbarian God, and he fought with the Barbarian God Guard every day.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's natural-level top-grade martial arts, Barbarian King's Power Skills, for its proficiency + 100,000." "Ding! Congratulations to the host's proficiency + 5,000 for its own creation of magical power shock."

...The cold system prompt sound rang in Fang Yan's head like a music. Fang Yan was improving every moment.

In the first month, Fang Yan, the Barbarian King Power Skill, had the power of thirty dragons, and in the second month, Fang Yan's Barbarian King Power Skill, had the power of thirty dragons, and in the third month, he had the power of thirty dragons. In the fourth month, Fang Yan had the power of thirty dragons.

Half a year later, Fang Yan's proficiency in the Barbarian King's Power Art reached 80 million, and he had the huge power of eighty dragons. Even his experience value was more than 90 billion.
Chapter completed!