This legendary peerless ferocious beast is indeed worthy of its name. When Shuo saw the seal of the Blood Lake, he was going to activate the self-destruction program and die with them. He was still a little scared. However, Han Wei opened his mouth and actually destroyed the remaining seal. He swallowed so much power, it was so cruel.

His only doubt was that the voice just now... was Han Wei speaking? Can the other party actually speak human language?

The next second, the irritable voice sounded again: "Who are you calling brother? Who is your brother! Get down and call me ancestor!"

Ouch, calling him brother is giving him face, but he still dislikes this and that?

Shuo's temper also rose: "Who are you arguing with? Who rescued you? Are you embarrassed!"

In the darkness, a huge head full of mud suddenly poked out from the bottom of the blood lake, staring with a pair of scarlet blood eyes, like two huge lanterns hanging in the night, and said angrily: "I shed blood for the Dark Tribe! Your grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather all have to call me ancestor, what, you’re not happy?”

The other party's opening was comparable to a Level 10 sandstorm passing through, and it also carried the stench of the mud at the bottom of the lake, making Shuo stagger and almost lose his breath.

Because Yu Ling was used to using the rotten acid poison, she had a strong resistance to the odor. At this moment, she could still stand firmly and asked unhurriedly: "So, you are Han Wei?"

Although there should be no one here, I still need to confirm what needs to be confirmed.

"I'm not a human being, why are you calling me Your Excellency? Come on, that little brat over there, call me ancestor and I'll come out and play with you." The huge head rested on the edge of the blood lake, and his red eyes stared straight. Staring at Shuo.

"Who asked you to come out to play!" Shuo Du laughed angrily, turned to look at Yu Ling and said: "I really want to know how to seal this guy back again. I have never suffered such grievances in my entire life!"

"Well, I'm afraid I can't seal him back..." Yu Ling was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that this ferocious beast brother had such a bad temper. He caught Shuo when he came out and forced him to call him his ancestor.

But he soon discovered a problem. It seemed... the pressure Han Wei brought to him was not that strong?

After all, Yu Ling is still a peak Solid Yuan cultivator, so masters at the Immortal Realm level still have a strong pressure on him, but his three major systems are too buggy, and Zhengyang Xuanhuo is also extremely overbearing. Let him hold on to this pressure and fight back.

But the strange thing is that according to what Dark Moon Tree Spirit said before, Han Wei was supposed to be a strange beast at the peak of the Immortal Realm, but it seemed to Yu Ling that he was not as good as those family elders who were killed by him before.

It seems that this guy is shouting fiercely, and even just showed off a wave of manipulations to swallow the seal, but in fact... the ten thousand-year seal is no joke after all.

Thinking of this, Yu Ling winked at Shuo, telling him to calm down.

"Senior Han Wei finally escaped from the seal, so let him rest here. However, you have spent too much energy to perform the Nine-Character Technique, so it is more appropriate to return to your peak condition as soon as possible."

As Yu Ling spoke, she opened the space ring and began to take things out of it slowly.

"Here, what I brought back from the southern border are Iron Heart Fruit, Endless Night, Bai Huizi, Dragon Beard Ginseng, Dark Moon Stone, Dark Obsidian, Tian Fang Ye..."

Shuo's eyes opened wider and wider, and he was completely confused.

Although he knew that Yu Ling was very rich now, he never thought that this guy could be so rich. No, you can't even buy it if you are so rich!

"You're welcome, I'll give it all to you." Yu Ling used her soul power to control the pile of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to float in front of her. The colorful appearance almost blinded Shuo's eyes.

Shuo couldn't help but swallowed. Before he could realize what Yu Ling meant, his hand had already been stretched out involuntarily.

As a result, at this moment, a black shadow passed in front of the two of them, roaring and trying to sweep away the pile of things.

However, it moved quickly, and Yu Ling moved even faster, and put everything into the space ring with a sweep. Feng Qingyun patted Shuo on the shoulder calmly: "Let's go, it's not safe here, I'll go find it for you."

A place for retreat.”

Yu Ling made a move to leave, but at the same time glanced at Han Wei in the blood lake without leaving any trace.

The latter fell down with a bang and shouted respectfully: "Ancestor!"

This operation suddenly made Shuo Ren's head hurt, and he blurted out: "What the hell, where are your moral integrity?"

Han Wei turned his head to him without hesitation: "Second ancestor!"

Shuo: "..."

"I was joking with you just now. I just woke up and need to exercise my brain to be smart." Han Wei added.

Shuo was stunned for a while, and then said after a long time: "My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... In short, what kind of psychological state did the Dark King have before he chose you as his mount?!"

Han Wei thought for a moment and said, "Because I'm cute?"

Shuo glanced at its extremely ferocious head and said politely: "In your heart...don't you just count one, two, three, four, five?"

"Yes, there were eighteen delicious ones in total just now. I'll count them for my ancestors and you will give them to me?" Han Wei said in a very smooth manner.

"Why should I give it to you! I still want to use it!" Shuo said angrily.

Han Wei said seriously: "Because I'm cute."

"Who the hell would think you're cute if you're blind!"

"Of course it is my master, His Majesty the Dark King."

"Haha I don't believe it!"

"Oh, Second Ancestor, you are good at everything, but your aesthetics are so different from His Majesty the Dark King back then. Back then, I was always praised as cute when I met everyone."

Shuo:??? Could it be that the word cute has different meanings from ancient times to modern times?

"Forget it, it's a pity that everyone is gone and there is no one who can testify. Speaking of the second ancestor, do you have any other clan members? I want to meet them." Han Wei sighed.

Shuo was silent for a moment before saying: "No, I'm the only one left, and I almost died."

Han Wei was stunned for a long time: "Are you the only one from the Dark Tribe? My master...is not here either?"

"Well..." Shuo opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. In fact, he didn't have much sentimentality or anger. After all, he had been alone since he became conscious, but he knew very well that this pair of Han Wei

What a cruel result.

"..."

Hanwei didn't make a sound for a long time, then it vibrated hard and finally crawled out from the bottom of the blood lake little by little. Every movement made the Blood Moon Desert rumble and tremble.

Its huge body was turned into white bones from the neck down, glowing with blood, and the bones were covered with cracks, and it seemed that with the slightest exertion, its body would completely collapse.

Han Wei said gloomily: "I'm not happy, I want to kill people. Where is the blood bat clan?"

Shuo sighed and said: "The people of the Blood Bat clan who betrayed our clan are long dead, and now the leader of the Blood Bat clan is also dead. The remaining people have been cursed by the Dark Moon Tree, and there is no point in killing them. "

"Dark Moon Tree... By the way, the sapling should still be alive. Is it still okay?" Han Wei's voice was suddenly filled with hope.

Shuo couldn't bear to speak, and finally the Little Dark Moon Tree unfolded its branches, shook it, and said in a low voice: "Daddy is also dead...My brother helped me avenge myself, but daddy can't survive..."

Han Wei was startled. He slowly lay down and looked at the small dark moon tree with his head close to his head, and then looked at the even smaller Shuo next to him.

A young tree.

A young dark king.

This is the last trace of the Dark Tribe left in this world.

But now, we have to count it as a half-disabled old immortal.

"Hahaha..." Han Wei suddenly laughed.

"Are you...are you okay?" Shuo was a little frightened, fearing that this old man wouldn't be able to bear it and would go crazy.

"Little Ancestor, do you know how the Dark Tribe came to be?" Han Wei looked at Shuo with his scarlet eyes unblinkingly.

Shuo was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "Born?"

Han Wei was so angry that he shook his hand and made a big hole with his paw: "God gave birth to him! Come on, tell me who gave birth to the first Dark Tribe man!"

Shuo was stunned again: "This... this is a philosophical question."

After saying that, he looked at Yu Ling with some uncertainty: "Really, this is called philosophy, right?"

Yu Ling was also convinced: "Whatever, philosophy and biology are none of my business. I didn't study hard anyway."

Han Wei forcibly stopped the divergent conversation: "You are really my little ancestor, and you haven't received any inheritance at all?"

"How can I receive it if no one sends it to me?" Shuo shrugged.

Han Wei slapped his forehead with his paw and said feebly: "Okay, you win. Let me tell you this, the Dark Tribe and the chaotic creatures are somewhat similar. They are both born naturally from heaven and earth. The first batch of Dark Tribe people were actually Very rarely, we only rely on the support of the Dark Moon Tree to survive in the void of the universe. Since we and the Dark Moon Tree have the same roots, they will always be the guardian trees of my Dark Clan even if they are passed down from generation to generation."

"The reproduction of the Dark Tribe is therefore different from that of other ethnic groups. Maybe the Human Tribe relies on survival. The Dark Tribe's people are created with the energy of the Dark Abyss, but this consumes a lot of energy from the creator and is no better than the Human Tribe." How much easier it is to reproduce. Almost every member of the Dark Tribe has this creative talent. Have you never tried to create some of your own kind, little ancestor?"

Shuo couldn't help but think seriously for a moment: "It seems that I really tried it, but I wasn't very good at it at that time, so I just made some people to accompany me. But strictly speaking, I just used local materials. I gather together those dead souls that stay in the Yang Realm and refuse to disperse, wash them clean, stir them up, and condense them into independent soul bodies, but this is actually not quite under my control."

"As expected, I can only play blindly on my own without anyone to teach me...but little ancestor, you can be regarded as inheriting the talent of the Dark Clan."
Chapter completed!