Naturally, the Yeda tribe retreated immediately. Before Lin Luo said he wanted to leave, Hakel rushed over, fell at his feet, and begged Lin Luo to stay.
In another day, the Duota tribe will send troops to attack. If Lin Luo abandons their tribe and goes to search for the divine blood iron, then the Himala tribe will probably cease to exist.
Lin Luo thought for a while, then pointed a finger on the top of Ha Ke'er's head and said: "I will teach you a skill, with which you can defeat Khan Muer. The honor a man loses must be earned back with his own hands!"
Hacker's body trembled slightly, and a large amount of information suddenly poured into his mind. This is a martial art that Lin Luo learned a long time ago. Although it is not advanced at all, in this martial arts world, he can only use brute force.
World, this is indeed enough to greatly increase his strength.
Lin Luo and Nan Ruohua left this short-term stay and headed towards the volcano that the Yeda tribe said.
Although in Tamula's words, this was a long journey that would take them more than twenty years to complete, under the feet of Lin Luo and Nan Ruohua, it was only half a day away.
This is a huge volcano. The top is filled with smoke, and the dark clouds are not blown away by the wind. From time to time, the ground will tremble violently, which makes people scared. They are worried that the volcano will suddenly erupt, rolling out a large piece of magma and swallowing people.
"Someone got there first!" Nan Ruohua closed her beautiful eyes, then opened them and suddenly uttered a sentence.
"Huh?" Lin Luo didn't understand what he meant.
"People from the four major tribes entered here half a month ago!" Nan Ruohua continued.
She has a rare time spiritual root in the world that can trace the past. Lin Luo has no doubt about her guess. As for why people from the four major tribes came here, it is very simple, because the obstacles to the Silver Scale Sea are all blocked by him and
Nan Ruohua swept away, whether it was the Holy Land or the four major clans, the Loose Cultivator Star King could easily reach the Silver Scale Sea.
And Lin Luo and the others wasted a long time at the bottom of the sea. If the four major tribes had chosen the right direction from the beginning, it was indeed very possible that they would have appeared in front of them.
They could discover the divine blood iron, and it was impossible for Yan Feiyang and others to miss it even with their eyesight. Maybe it took them a long time to discover the existence of the volcano, or maybe they just found out about it by asking around. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that they
Didn’t succeed!
Whether it is the four major clans, the Holy Land, the Yin-Yang Holy Sect, or the Yin Corpse Sect, Lin Luo has no favorable opinion at all. If they are the first to get it, he doesn't mind taking action, and those who resist... will be killed!
"Brother Lin, can't you value peace?" Nan Ruohua saw the evil spirit in Lin Luo's eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
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