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Chapter eight hundred and ninety-six, leave this bastard to me

Who are you if you are not the great elder? Mo Yueying raised his head and shouted.

Su Haoran had been watching with cold eyes. In fact, as soon as he arrived at the seventh mountain, he felt something was wrong.

Mo Yueying expressed his deep affection for the Seventh Mountain, his hometown. He was once the patriarch of the Seventh Mountain Shadow Clan. Even if he did not show up for nine hundred years, as a saint-level existence, he could not help but

Be noticed.

Moreover, as soon as he arrived at the Seventh Mountain, what he felt was indifference, as if the entire Shadow Clan lacked emotion.

Even though there were a lot of spiritual consciousness directed at them, they only passed by for a fleeting moment, as if they were being glanced at with disdain.

If Mo Yueying hadn't returned home after hundreds of years and was in a particularly excited mood, I believe he would have been able to spot the strangeness here immediately.

snort

Cold snorts were heard again from the palace near the top of the mountain. Does anyone in the Great Elder remember that old guy from the Shadow Clan who has been dead for a hundred years?

Fart Moon Shadow's eyes instantly turned red. You looked up at the three thousand meter high mountain and shouted: "Who are you? You are definitely not a fishman of the Shadow Clan. Come down, you are not worthy of sitting in that palace."

boom

Mo Yueying's words seemed to arouse the fire of the man above. The entire seventh mountain shook slightly, and then a stream of light rushed out from the palace and rushed down the giant mountain.

Mo Yueying, you are definitely a fake. Nine hundred years have passed. Even if you are still alive, how can you not grow old? This voice was extremely cold, and at the same time, it also revealed a trace of murderous intent.

Of course I am not old. What the hell are you? You are from the eel tribe. Mo Yueying seemed to recognize him, and the blood in his eyes became even thicker.

Su Haoran's eyes were also staring at the stream of light rushing down the mountain. It was a person. Like Mo Yueying, there was a scale between his eyebrows, but the color of the scale was different. This eel clan saint had blue fish scales, and his body shape was also bigger.

Looks a bit thinner than Mo Yueying.

When this human-shaped stream of light rushed down, Su Haoran could even see that this person would flash extremely small electric lights from time to time.

Electric eel Su Haoran pronounced in a low voice.

Mo Yueying nodded and said: Yes, the eels among the fishmen have the talent of electric shock. The stronger they are, the more terrifying this talent is. Although their electric shock power will not kill masters of the same level, it can be easily used against the enemy.

Paralyzing effect.

This talent is very interesting, and the strength this person shows is probably not weaker than yours. You need to have a good mentality when facing him. Su Haoran reminded.

Boss, I understand. Mo Yueying took three steps forward, raised his right foot and stepped on the strange rock that was propped up diagonally, and his aura reached the limit.

At the same time, the murlocs of the Shadow Clan who had always shown extreme indifference finally showed up with some warm-blooded beings.

Mo Clan Leader, I have seen the portrait of Mo Yueying Clan Leader, and this returning clan member is indeed exactly like the clan leader.

I have also seen the portrait of the patriarch, but nine hundred years have passed. Why is the patriarch still so young?

Regardless of whether he is young or not, regardless of whether he is the leader of the Shadow Clan of the Last Moon nine hundred years ago, there is a saint from our Shadow Clan who dares to challenge the Eel Clan who has oppressed us for hundreds of years. We should also support such a person.

Five Shadow Clan masters came out from different places in the Seventh Mountain one after another. Among them was a truly beautiful mermaid with a graceful upper body and a fish tail lower body.

No, mermaids are the living thing of people on earth. They call themselves fishmen, the fishmen of real mermaids.

Among these five fishmen, there are four men and one woman. The oldest one has gray hair and the fish scales on his brow have fallen off. The youngest one is the most beautiful mermaid. It looks like she is definitely no more than twenty years old.

.

But the fish-human race's lifespan is naturally much longer than that of normal humans, and since she is still a cultivator, I am afraid no one can tell her exact age.

The most important thing is that this beautiful mermaid woman is still the strongest among the five, and she actually has a high-level unified level.

Although her fish tail, which is more sexy and curved than human legs, is covered with even and dense blue scales, and there are actually two thin golden scales on both sides of her legs extending to the fish tail like pants lines.

The five masters rushed out from different directions, and they were obviously heading towards Mo Yueying.

Led by these five people, many more people came out of various stone houses, and there was a tendency to form a stream of people going down the mountain.

It's just that those who came out later still had hesitation in their hearts and moved very slowly, appearing not to be determined enough.

Su Haoran's consciousness enveloped the entire huge Seventh Mountain, and he actually saw suffering from these indifferent Shadow Tribe people.

Only a life of suffering, and a life of long-term suffering, can make these people so indifferent. There seems to be very little communication between tribesmen.

snort

The eel clan saint had already rushed fifty meters in front of Mo Yue's figure. Under his feet, he stepped out of a half-foot-deep ravine of earth and rocks. When he stood still, billowing smoke and dust rose behind him.

Bastard, you dare to destroy the Seventh Mountain, who do you think you are? The anger in Mo Yueying's eyes grew stronger, and his fists clenched loudly.

Hum, it doesn’t matter whether you are the leader of the Shadow Clan nine hundred years ago, but I want to tell you that the Lord of the Seventh Mountain is already me. The Holy Eel Clan patted his chest and said: Remember my name, I

My name is the Divine Turtle. When I was born, I had a picture of the Divine Turtle on my back. The greatest sage of the fish people once covered his hands and named me after the Divine Turtle. Later, the great sage who covered his hands broke through the limit and left, so I changed my name to

Hand-covered turtle

Su Haoran on the side almost burst out laughing when he heard this name. You combined the name of the great sage who once named you with the name of a turtle bastard like you. Why are you so shameless?

Mo Yueying spoke directly to Su Haoran's thoughts, "Great Sage of Fushou, I have heard that he once defeated the five great sages of the Black Panther clan by himself, and made great merits for our fish-men clan to survive here, but you are a dead turtle."

That's all. How can you deserve to have the name of Fushou before your own name?

Why not? The face of the Divine Turtle became ferocious. The Great Sage of the Hand-Paper named me, a dignified eel tribesman, the Divine Turtle. In fact, it was an insult to me, so I added his name before the word Divine Turtle.

how

Haha, let me just say, this stupid 13 is definitely not a good person who has made great contributions to the survival of the ethnic group. There must be a reason why he can be named after the bastard. Haha, Su Haoran is laughing on the side

said.

Boy, who are you? The turtle turned to look at Su Haoran.

Su Haoran shrugged his shoulders and said: Mr. Bastard, you don't deserve to know who I am.

That's right, you are not even qualified to talk to my boss, the bastard Mo Yueying also sneered and cursed.

The bastard got angry this time when he talked about the eel tribesman who called himself the Hand-covered Turtle. Mad, I was born with a turtle on my back, which also gave me stronger eel tribe talents. I am a genius. But just because of my

My parents once betrayed the fish people, so the Great Sage of the Hands and Hands named me Shengui. I bear a humiliating life experience and a humiliating name. Why can't I add the name of the Great Sage of the Hands to my name?

Shameless

mean

Su Haoran and Mo Yueying cursed at the same time.

Su Haoran kept staring at the turtle's eyes. After scolding him, Su Haoran suddenly laughed. I know, the Black Panther Clan once invaded the Fishman Clan and almost started a war of genocide. And bastard, your parents

In fear, you betrayed your tribe and started killing your own people. At that time, you were only less than two days old.

How did you know the turtle was extremely shocked, but then he said with a ferocious smile: I can't believe that hundreds of years have passed, and there are still people who dare to remember this incident and dare to mention this period of history in front of me.

So what can I do if I mention it? Su Haoran said disdainfully: You twisted bastard, the fishmen didn't kill you as a baby back then, so that you could survive, and taught you the skills so that you have the strength you have now, you should have

I should be grateful, and I should be even more grateful to the Great Sage who covered his hands back then. However, after you became a saint a few years ago, you became greedy for profit and felt that you could not get your due status in your Eel Clan, so you came to the Shadow Clan to act arrogantly.

Yes, I just want to ride on the people of the Shadow Clan. This is the weakest murloc and the three most precious dragon scales in the whole clan. They have one of them. Why? The turtle roared: Just because of the shadow of the last moon nine hundred years ago.

He is the protector saint of the fish people. I am guarding the dragon energy emitted by the dragon scales. The shadow people are still the weakest. What qualifications do they have?

Snapped

Before the guy who called himself the Hand-covered Turtle could finish speaking, Su Haoran slapped him in the face.

Su Haoran slapped the Saint level, and hit the opponent so hard that he couldn't even dodge. Su Haoran's move shocked the entire Shadow Clan.

puff

The turtle's entire face was distorted, and its body flew dozens of meters away, falling heavily to the ground, and spit out half of its big teeth.

Remember, where a person sits, the most important thing to look at is virtue, then ability, and then force. After Su Haoran finished beating the person, he said coldly: If virtue is not worthy of the position, you will definitely not be able to sit still.

Boss, you are absolutely right. Mo Yueying said excitedly: I, the Shadow Tribe, are known as the most righteous murlocs among the murlocs, so I am naturally qualified to protect a dragon scale.

Bastard, who are you? How dare you hit me? The turtle suddenly got up from the ground, and when he turned back to look at Su Haoran, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

I am the boss of Mo Yueying, and I can be considered the boss of the entire Shadow Clan. This slap is for the entire Shadow Clan, which has been oppressed by you for hundreds of years. Su Haoran responded forcefully.

I want you to die. The turtle was so angry that he actually attacked Su Haoran.

Silly 13 You are worthy of fighting me and get out of here.

The turtle that jumped into the air seemed to have fallen into an invisible wall. It bounced back to the ground with a bang and rolled dozens of meters away.

Boss, good job! Mo Yueying applauded.

Su Haoran said: Brother, there is no need to applaud me. I just punished him a little. The one who really should deal with him is you. As the leader of the Shadow Clan, look at your tribe being bullied by this bastard.

If you don't trample this bastard to death, I will despise you.

Yes, boss, you reminded me, leave this bastard to me. As the leader of the clan, I want to avenge the shame of the whole clan for a hundred years. Moon Shadow stepped forward and pounced towards the Turtle clan who was still rolling.


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