Yan Yiwu knew very well that this thing was of no use against the throne that had already entered the city. Once it annoyed the opponent, the entire Yanhuang City would probably be buried with it.
He was just aware of the ghost situation. When this situation appeared in front of Yan Yiwu, his mood was extremely bad. The Yan tribe was very xenophobic. In their territory, no matter whether they were dragons or insects, they had to lie down. Now someone actually rode on him.
How could he endure this?
Of course, Yan Yiwu has not lost his mind. He naturally knows that taking rash actions will annoy the other party. He is a god, and a look or thought can make him die without a burial place.
"Hmph! It's great that you have a God's Throne. We, the Yan Clan, also have a God's Throne."
Yan Yiwu sneered and disappeared in an instant.
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Xiao Zhan didn't know what Yan Yiwu was thinking, but even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart. The Yan clan is indeed very strong, but for him now, the ordinary divine throne is not enough. Even if the Yuanshen throne comes, he can still find a way
deal with.
Breaking directly into the central area of Yanhuang City, there is a huge tower here, which seems to be used only to worship the ancestors of the Yan clan. The arrival of Xiao Zhan and his party immediately caused the obstruction of the person in charge of the entire tower. This is an old man
, typical of the Yan tribe, not to mention bad temper, Xiao Zhan and his party were not allowed to approach the tower at all.
How could Xiao Zhan care about this old man? He was tied up without saying a word.
The old man was still very strong, even though he was a virtual god, but in the hands of a group of primitive demon female guards, he was chopped down to the ground without even being able to withstand a single move.
The old man's head was swollen, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He glared at Xiao Zhan and said, "You know what you are doing. This is the place where our ancestors of the Yan Clan are enshrined. If you go out now, our Yan Clan will never pursue you."
, and if you damage such a plant or tree, our Yan clan will definitely be at odds with you."
Xiao Zhan pointed at the statue not far away in front of him and said: "There is an entrance there, leading to the depths of the earth. There are guys from the gods and demons who have built a lair there. I really don't know how you, an old guy, can protect yourself.
Ancestor tablet, if I were the ancestor of your Yan clan, I would definitely jump out of the coffin."
"impossible!"
The old man glared angrily, thinking that Xiao Zhan was humiliating him with words.
Xiao Zhan sneered and waved his hand, and suddenly a giant deer walked out from behind him. This guy had a huge mace in his hand. Coupled with his size, the old man's face became very ugly.
"This is the demon clan!"
The old man was horrified. He glared at Xiao Zhan and said: "As a dignified human being from Xuantu, you actually colluded with the demons. Don't you want to be a sinner of Xuantu?"
Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes and said: "Old man, they are all thugs who have surrendered to me. There is no collusion and no knowledge at all."
The old man said angrily: "If you act recklessly, our Yan tribe will not let you go."
Xiao Zhan waved his hand and said, "Smash this statue for me."
The giant deer grinned, ignoring the shouts of the old man in the guild hall, swung the mace in his hand, and slammed it against the statue. The giant deer has now become a god's throne, and its power is absolutely terrifying. Although the statue is made with special materials and methods, it is still
It shattered under this stick.
The old man's eyes were filled with tears when he saw this scene. He kept yelling and cursing Xiao Zhan over and over again. However, soon as the statue shattered, a hidden passage appeared. The old man was stunned when he saw this scene.
"What's going on?"
Xiao Zhan said in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you that the guys from the gods and demons camp regard your forbidden area as their home base. After so many years, I don't know if your ancestors have adapted to being with such neighbors."
The old man was so angry that he was trembling all over. If he hadn't been caught by a few female guards of the primitive demon clan, he would have rushed into the underground passage immediately to see which gang of bastards dared to blaspheme their ancestors.
Although Xiao Zhan didn't care about the old man's inner thoughts, he still asked someone to take the old guy with him. After all, the Yan clan would eventually become allies of the divine dynasty, and he didn't want to create any barriers between them.
Xiao Zhan and his party were still very fast, but the few trolls who were responsible for clearing the way encountered a lot of troubles. Some people violated the ban. Obviously, their rough entry had already been known to the strong men in the gods and demons camp.
Xiao Zhan didn't care much. He just asked a few trolls to speed up. These guys were all gods, definitely humanoid monsters. No matter what was forbidden, they would crush them all the way. This scene made Xiao Zhan nod with satisfaction, although these trolls
It's not the strongest, but it's very suitable for being used as a pathfinder.
A few trolls were wearing divine armor and were invincible as tanks. Nothing could break their defenses. With them responsible for clearing the way, they quickly reached an underground palace.
The old man was stunned and said, "Damn it, I've been here for thousands of years, but I didn't even know there was an underground palace here."
Xiao Zhan sneered: "There are still many things you don't know."
Xiao Zhan and his party broke into the underground palace so violently that they immediately alerted the guards here. Soon warriors armed to the teeth appeared. Demigod power burst out from each of these guys' bodies. At a glance, there were tens of thousands of them.
number.
Xiao Zhan frowned. The strength of these guards was naturally not enough for him today. The reason why he frowned was entirely because these guards were not real warriors, but just a group of lifeless puppets.
When the old man saw this scene, he was so angry that he trembled all over and said: "This is unreasonable! This is unreasonable! No matter who it is, he dares to turn a member of our Yan clan who died during the God War into a puppet. He is dead."
Xiao Zhan didn't have time to sympathize with the old man, so he asked a few troll gods to lead a group of trolls into the underground palace. This time they all held huge sticks in their hands. These guys would not care about the fallen members of the Yan clan.
They picked up big sticks and smashed them together, and a large area was definitely swept away.
Too violent!
Xiao Zhan looked at tens of thousands of demigods being smashed to pieces by sticks in the blink of an eye. For some reason, he felt very good.
The underground palace was very large. With a group of trolls clearing the way, Xiao Zhan and his party quickly reached the underground palace. Only then did the resistance become stronger. Not long after, a warrior wrapped in pitch-black rocks appeared.
"What is this?"
Xiao Zhan couldn't help but be curious when he looked at these warriors wearing rock armor.
The old man's face was ashen and he said: "These are the giant rock warriors of our Yan tribe. They... they were killed during the God War, and now... someone actually..."
The old man was so angry that he was trembling all over. The Yan clan did not value the clansmen who died in battle, especially their ancestors.