The trolls are creatures that only existed in extremely ancient times. Later, after being purged by huge forces, the creatures in the ancient world today no longer recognize the trolls.
Even the murderous empress like Leng Youyue who lived in the previous era did not know the trolls.
"Trolls?"
Leng Youyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Yun curiously.
Ye Yun explained gently: "The trolls are the oldest creatures in the ancient world. They can be traced back to the beginning of the ancient world. Together with the nine-headed tribe, they are the two strongest races..."
Leng Youyue stared in disbelief: "Why have I never heard of it?"
“Then—Have you heard of the Nine-headed Clan?”
Ye Yun asked.
"I haven't heard of it, but the Nine-tailed Clan has heard of it..."
Leng Youyue answered honestly.
"The predecessor of the Nine-Tailed Clan is the Nine-Tailed Tribe. This race consists of two major tribes, the Nine-Tailed Tribe and the Nine-Tailed Tribe. The Nine-Tailed Divine Dragon you are familiar with belongs to a branch of the Nine-Tailed Tribe..."
Ye Yun spoke eloquently and briefly recounted the past events of that year.
After listening to this, Leng Youyue was extremely shocked.
She did not expect that in such ancient times, such a magnificent thing would happen.
"Ye Yun, how did you know?"
Leng Youyue's face was filled with doubts.
Ye Yun smiled and said softly: "The Shaman Cult is responsible for guarding the Devil's Prisoner's Well, and the Trolls' clan is imprisoned in the Devil's Prisoner's Well..."
He then told the origin of the Demon Prisoner's Well.
Just finished.
A muscular man in strange attire flew close to him.
The man only wore a pair of black shorts, with his muscular upper body exposed, and several black metal rings around his head, limbs and waist.
There is a black tattoo text on the chest.
There is a word "元" written on it.
"Hey, where did you come from? Don't you know that Taicang Mountain is the jurisdiction of our Jingyuan Emperor Sect?"
The muscular man said coldly.
His cultivation level is not low, he is at the first level of the God King Realm. When he saw that most of the monks on board this fairy boat were God King Realm monks, a look of arrogance appeared on his face.
He looked at the black stone in Ye Yun's hand, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted sternly: "Don't lose your life in vain, hurry up and hand over the secret blood iron!"
Secret blood iron?
Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, is this the name of this stone?
"Fellow Taoist, there is no secret blood on this stone of mine..." Ye Yun shook the stone in his hand, with no intention of handing it over, and deliberately said slowly and leisurely.
"If there is no secret blood, it is still secret blood iron. Although the quality is worse, it is still a rare ore!"
The muscular man said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a dark red blood robe suddenly appeared beside him.
People from the Chahun Emperor Sect also came.
Huh... A layer of black smoke came out from the body of the strong man, who looked as terrifying as a demon. He said coldly: "This piece of secret blood iron belongs to my Jingyuan Emperor Sect, so don't get involved with it!"
The man in the blood robe smiled scornfully: "This is a piece of secret blood iron that is exposed. It has no owner. Whoever wants to get it must do so according to their own abilities!"
A layer of terrifying blood-colored light emerged from his body. There was a huge skull floating in the blood-colored light, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
"The cultivation techniques of Jingyuan Emperor Sect and Shahun Emperor Sect are quite interesting..."
Ye Yun observed silently for a moment and said with a smile.
"The Jingyuan Emperor Sect cultivates its own essence, tempers the body, and taps the potential of the physical body. The body is comparable to the sharp blade of a divine weapon and is extremely powerful; the Chahun Emperor Sect cultivates the divine soul. The power of the divine soul is extremely terrifying and can instantly seize the body of those with higher cultivation levels...
"
Leng Youyue explained.
"You know quite a lot, little girl!"
The man in the blood robe suddenly turned his face, his narrow eyes revealed a trace of blood, and he laughed strangely.
"Little girl? I can be your grandma now!"
Leng Youyue cursed angrily.
When she was all-powerful in the last era, the little monk in front of her didn't know where she would be reincarnated.
"I only have one piece of secret blood iron. I don't know which one I should give you two?"
Ye Yun shook the secret blood iron in his hand, looking like he was in a dilemma.
"Give me!"
"Give me!"
The muscular man and the man in blood robe shouted almost in unison, and after finishing speaking, the two looked at each other angrily.
Bang bang...
The angry two people fought in the void.
Suddenly, a powerful shock wave rose, billowing black smoke accompanied by surging blood, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
On the fairy boat, under Xiao Cai's control, a colorful light rose up, blocking all impacts.
Ye Yun ignored the two fighting men, but took out a green bead and shook it gently.
A green light flew out, and then a troll man covered in black hair appeared on the fairy boat.
Fortunately, Ye Yun had greeted him in advance, so this troll man did not turn into a huge image like a mountain.
"I've met my lord."
The troll man clasped his hands in front of his fists, showing great respect.
This person is one of the nine half-step God Emperor realm experts.
"Do you have a name?"
Ye Yun asked with a smile.
In his opinion, the trolls looked the same, except for the difference in height, so he really couldn't tell the difference.
"Sir, this villain's name is Mo Liqing!"
The troll man said.
Moli Qing?
Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and couldn't help but smile.
This name did have some meaning. It was only different from the name he knew by one word.
"Ye Yun, what kind of creature is this? I have never seen it before..."
Leng Youyue asked softly.
"This is the troll clan..."
Ye Yun smiled.
"So this is the troll clan..."
Leng Youyue's eyes were deep and she kept looking up and down, then she looked into the depths of the void and began to think quietly.
"Look at this stone."
Ye Yun threw the secret blood iron in his hand towards Moli Qing.
Mo Liqing took the stone and felt it silently, then showed a look of surprise on his face.
"Sir, where did you get this stone?"
Mo Liqing asked nervously.
"In the black abyss ahead, two emperor gates are now guarding here, waiting for the eruption of the black abyss volcano to bring out these secret blood irons..."
Ye Yun pointed forward with his hand.
Mo Liqing turned around and looked at the endless black abyss in the distance that looked like the mouth of a ferocious beast. His eyes were extremely deep, as if he was sizing up something with his spiritual consciousness.
After looking around, he found nothing.
Holding up the secret blood iron in his hand, he whispered: "Sir, I actually feel the very thin breath of Sumeru Demon Mountain in this secret blood iron..."
Hearing this, Ye Yun showed a hint of surprise on his face: "It turns out to be the aura of Sumeru Demon Mountain. I thought it was the aura of your troll clan?"
"Sir, the aura of our troll clan is very close to the aura of Sumeru Demon Mountain. It's normal for you to admit your mistake..."
A wry smile appeared on Mo Liqing's face.
Ye Yun's eyes lit up, he looked in the direction of the black abyss, and said leisurely: "Could it be that... the black abyss contains the sacred weapon of your alien tribe, the Sumeru Demon Mountain?"