"Huh? It's interesting." Tai Lang smiled lightly: "Finally, I want to ask, what is your identity in your original world?"
"So what if I'm a casual cultivator? So what if I'm a prince? So what if I'm the young master of the forbidden land?"
Tai Lang shook his head, picked up the giant ax and turned to leave: "Someone will come to visit tomorrow. I hope you can convince him. Let me remind you that you have a lot of personality, but in front of him, it is best to restrain yourself. I don't care what you have.
Bailu City will never give you any bargaining chips, don't even mention them, otherwise you will only embarrass yourself."
"When will we meet tomorrow?"
"Wait." Tai Lang left the hotel with the guards.
"Is he really the fourth prince of the Pangu tribe?" Dong Qingniu stood on the window sill, watching Tai Lang and his entourage leave.
The owner of the hotel stood respectfully behind him, his body stooped, but his small eyes sparkling: "I have never seen him before, but the identity of the prince is true. No one dares to pretend to be him, even within their own clan."
"It seems like someone who can make the Fourth Prince in awe will be a big shot tomorrow. We almost succeeded this time." Dong Qingniu said to himself.
"What do we need to deploy?"
"No need, Tai Lang can't figure out my reality and doesn't dare to act rashly. With the strength of the Pangu clan, if he really wants to take corresponding measures, he should act directly. There is no need to play tricks. Go down and prepare as many energy stones as possible.
, if we succeed tomorrow, at least one fifth of Bailu City will be ours."
The matter has come to this, the meeting is imminent, and there is no point in taking too many precautions. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent, or you will occupy one fifth of Bailu City, or you will be controlled by the Pangu tribe.
"Master, please rest more. We will share honor and disgrace with you, live and die together." The innkeeper bowed his head respectfully and left, arranging the necessary preparations in an orderly manner.
Dong Qingniu stood by the window for a long time, slightly absent-minded, thinking about the whole incident.
This is the first step to gain a foothold in the Forgotten War Realm.
I wasn't very sure before, but today through Tai Lang's exchange, I am a little more sure. At least this ethnic group doesn't have an evil and cold face.
This is also the main reason why he chose to establish a foothold in the Pangu tribe's territory.
Looking at the ten golden ancient clans, the Pangu clan is the most low-key and has the most normal personality.
The so-called normal does not mean that they are friendly, but that they are not as unscrupulous and evil as the Zombie Royal Family, Asura Clan, and Spirit Clan.
This ethnic group is very low-key and very strong. The key is that they maintain a sense of nobility and sometimes disdain the use of cunning and underhanded means.
As for Beast Mountain.
Dong Qingniu actually had the urge to seek refuge, but it was just a passing thought.
There is a wild nature surging in his body, eager for challenges and battles. Joining Beast Mountain will definitely not disappoint him, but he does not like restraint, let alone being controlled by others. He likes the initiative and likes to dominate a thing by himself.
He was full of desire and enthusiasm for this new world. Looking back on the six months of struggle in the East China Sea, although it was miserable and embarrassing, he recalled that he was indeed full of passion and pride.
The first step is to establish yourself!
The second step is development!
The third step is to conquer the world!
This is the goal designated by Dong Qingniu. He may not be able to reach the top, but he still wants to become a shining star in the forgotten war world, rising proudly in the cracks.
"I can do it! I will definitely do it! The ancestors of my clan established the forbidden land in Qitian, and I, Dong Qingniu, can also establish a foothold in the Forgotten War Realm and make a name for myself."
Dong Qingniu holds on to both worlds tightly and is full of enthusiasm. This is a brand new world that will face countless challenges and endless excitement. He is looking forward to it infinitely.
Huh? Who?
Dong Qingniu's eyebrows suddenly palpitated. He woke up from his trance and glanced at the chaotic and noisy street corner. It was chaotic, dark, muddy, and there were a few stray wild dogs biting something.
I don't know when, there was a skinny old man there, with a weird appearance and an even weirder breath. He was looking at me secretly.
Dong Qingniu frowned, keenly sensing a hint of danger.
"Hehe." Han Zuo smiled coldly, and glanced at the hotel exit with a viper-like gaze, where Tai Lang and others were striding out, turning over and stepping onto the Shadow Clouded Leopard.
If Tai Lang felt something, he looked back at the muddy corner where Han Zuo was dormant, but saw no one and didn't pay much attention. He drove the clouded leopard away, focusing more on recalling the conversation with Dong Qingniu.
"There's something weird about this old man." Dong Qingniu sensitively caught a hint of threat, frowned and stared at Han Zuo, and subconsciously reached for his waist to hold the heavy knife.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that his heavy knife was still on the stone table behind him.
"Shh." Han Zuo made a silent gesture. He squatted on the muddy ground and smiled ferociously at Dong Qingniu across a busy street. He glanced at the direction Tai Lang left from the corner of his eyes. His right hand fell without leaving a trace and was clasped in the mud.
Hidden sword.
Huh? After walking a hundred steps, Tai Lang suddenly realized something. He grabbed the clouded leopard under him and frowned slightly.
"Not good!!" Dong Qingniu was shocked at the same time. He caught a soaring aura from the old man, cold, dark and death, which made him feel a strong sense of danger.
A hundred steps away, Tai Lang suddenly turned back.
Just at this moment.
"Quack." Hanzuo let out a ferocious laugh, and his feet that were pressing tightly on the ground suddenly rose up, and the suppressed Holy Realm aura exploded, strong, violent, wild, and even filled with an evil aura of death.
This sub-energy field exploded on the muddy street corner, cracking the ground and shaking the air.
Rumbling, like a cannonball detonating, the roar was deafening. All buildings and people within a radius of several hundred meters flew away in an instant, scattering chaotically in all directions like unloaded bullets.
Han took a step to the left and jumped up, stepped into the air and struck directly at Dong Qingniu.
Clang!! The war sword came out of its sheath with a clang, and the dark sword light broke through the air. Crack, clatter, as the sword light passed by, the space shattered into dense gaps, and a harsh sound swept through.
That's right! With one strike of the knife, the space was indeed shattered!
Is this situation similar to the collapse of the sky? But it is not.
Dramatic changes occur suddenly, like thunder.
Han Zuo is like a cheetah hunting prey, delivering a fatal blow.
Holy Land Raid, Killing Power Soared!
What?! Dong Qingniu's face changed drastically, and in an instant he felt as if he had fallen into hell. His whole body was cold, and all the hairs on his body were aroused. In the moment when he was glaring, Han Zuo's laser shot came, and the sword light went straight to his face.
He subconsciously wanted to stop him, but the heavy knife, which could be regarded as his second life, was behind him five meters away.
"Asshole!!"
At the critical moment, Dong Qingniuhu's eyes gleamed and he let out a roar, and an extremely domineering gravity field swept out... boom, boom... the crumbling ground and buildings around him completely collapsed.
This situation was like a meteorite hitting the hotel.
Gravity? Gravity field!
The area that Hammerfell is most proud of is Dong Qingniu's other killing move.
The gravity field was easily activated and surged across the board. Tens of thousands of kilograms of gravity swept across a hundred meters and continued to rush in all directions. Before they could recover, the surrounding slaves and merchants suffered yet again.
Whoosh!
Poof!
Dong Qingniu's body suddenly sank, narrowly avoiding the sword light. The sword light struck his head and shattered the energy shield on the body surface, but did not damage the main body.
Han Zuo Jiu's figure was also affected, and he almost fell down.
The gravity field is too terrifying, and it suddenly explodes without any warning.
This is the terrifying thing about the Hammerfall. With Dong Qingniu's strength and use, with just one thought, the gravity field can affect hundreds of meters and reach tens of thousands of kilograms. In the blink of an eye, the power will continue to be guaranteed and the range will expand rapidly.
Rumble! The earth is shaking, the mountains are shaking, swaths of houses are collapsing, and all living things are falling, but there is no dust and fog flying, no rocks flying, because the gravity field is bombarded indiscriminately.
It was as if the hand of God pressed down in the air.
Clang!!
"Who is coming? Sign up!!" Dong Qingniu grabbed the falling heavy knife, his chest rolled and roared, his expression was wild and ferocious, his whole aura surged sharply, like an awakened beast, with overwhelming evil energy.
Head on, fearlessly, the round heavy knife drew a majestic arc.
"You are fierce enough, I will seduce you." Hanzuo resisted the gravity suppression and rose up again. With the strength of the Holy Realm and a descendant of the Corpse Royal Family with steel and iron bones, Dong Qingniu's gravity field was overbearing, but it could not fully control it.
Control him.
"Ancient battle, collapse of the sky."
Hanzuo looked ferocious and let out a low roar.
The next moment, a deafening roar exploded in the depths of the 'Domestic Slaves and Attendants Trading Area', and a shocking sword light struck the sky, striking out a shocking black light, blasting out numerous cracks, and became
The most dazzling focus of the northern city.
After a moment, the gravity field completely collapsed, disappeared rapidly, and was no longer suppressed. Clouds and seas of dust and debris were completely stirred up, like a giant mushroom cloud, taking shape while rolling, and then shot straight into the sky.