Now it would be a good thing for Lin Han to keep the little sword and bring some troubles to himself.
"Hey, miss, you are really smart. This is indeed a good idea."
The middle-aged man in Mai rolled his eyes and then chuckled.
Indeed, as long as they are present, it doesn't matter whose hand the small sword is in. Instead of fighting with Lin Han here to fight for it, it is better to go back and make arrangements to maximize your own interests.
After all, this battle for ancient ruins can be regarded as a game between their races.
Whoever gains more will be able to break that delicate balance, and from then on his influence will be stronger among all the races in the wild.
Although all the races in the prehistoric era seem to belong to the clan of monsters, in fact the competition is extremely fierce. It is also the case that the big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp.
Jin Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes suddenly took a look at the starry sky in the distance. There was another reason why she didn't take action. She knew that even without her, this group of people might not be so peaceful.
People from the Demonic Dragon Clan are not that easy to talk to.
...Daheishan is located at the edge of the Ancient God Realm. Among the black mountains, suspended in the starry sky, they look like huge black swords, exuding an aura that can break the heavens.
In the center, on top of the tallest mountain, there is a black temple. In the temple, there is a man whose whole body is wrapped in black energy. He is tall and has thick black hair hanging down. He feels like he is invincible.
His eyes were deep, and there was a scene of stars sinking and the moon falling.
If Jin Yuanyuan and Huo Huang'er were here, they would definitely recognize that this is the young master of the Demonic Dragon Clan, Mo Wanqiu! He is a relatively story-telling young patriarch of the Demonic Dragon Clan. When he was born, he was just the lowest snake.
At that time, the entire Demonic Dragon Clan was furious, feeling that he had insulted the prestige of the direct lineage of the Demonic Dragon Clan and wanted to execute him. However, after surviving tens of thousands of years with difficulty, he transformed into a snake body and became
A being with a dragon body and terrifying bloodline power defeated all the alternative young clan leaders of the Demonic Dragon Clan at that time, shocking the entire Demonic Flood Dragon Clan.
No one thought that he, who was born with a lowly status, could actually achieve this step.
Therefore, he is extremely powerful in the Demonic Dragon Clan, and many members admire and support him immensely.
At this moment, his vigorous vitality enveloped the entire hall, like an ancient demon god. He had a feeling of overlooking the heavens and wondering who else to give him. It was far beyond the comparison of relatively young members of the ordinary prehistoric tribes.
"Have you received the news? The black commander is dead."
Suddenly, after a long silence in the main hall, Mo Wanqiu sat on the black magic chair and spoke in a deep voice. His voice was like a black bell, enough to shake the world.
"The Black Commander is dead?"
Hearing this, some other members of the Demonic Dragon Clan in the hall couldn't help but change their expressions, and looked at each other in surprise. Apparently they couldn't believe it. With the strength of Commander Hei, and that group of people,
, who can kill them on the edge of this ancient god world.
"Could it be that people from the Fire Phoenix Clan, Bull Demon Clan, and Golden Ape Clan did it?"
One member frowned and said with a gloomy expression.
Obviously, in their opinion, they are the only three races who have the strength to do this. The explorers of other future generations of the universe or some casual cultivators from the ancient continent do not have this strength and courage.
Among the thousands of tribes in the prehistoric times, their overall strength is enough to rank in the top one hundred, and their combat power is enough to scare many strong men.
"It's not them. Judging from the footage sent back when their soul cards were broken, it's a young man in green."
However, Mo Wanqiu shook his head, and then waved his sleeves. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, a picture appeared in the main hall. In the picture, a young man in green showed his power, his eyes were like lightning,
Just like an ancient god descending to earth, he had the aura to massacre everyone in the world, frantically slaughtering the members of the Demonic Dragon Clan. Even the commander in black had no power to contend with him, and was beheaded by a spiritual sword light.
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"Who is this young man?
He actually has such strength?"
"Incredible, is this still a weak human heel?"
Seeing this, many members of the Demonic Dragon Clan in this stronghold in the main hall couldn't help but change their expressions, and some doubted their own eyes.
In their perception, human beings are still very weak and cowardly, like docile deer and sheep in the wild mountains and forests, who are allowed to be driven away and cannibalized by them.
If it hadn't been for Patriarch Hongjun, in order to protect the development of mankind, to cut off the long river of time and make the prehistoric world and the future generations of the universe become two different worlds, it would have been impossible for mankind to develop to such a prosperous stage.
Even so, in fact, it is just like the food they raised in captivity. Once there are prehistoric races and strong men, if they have any need, they will use some special methods to come to the future generations of the universe to slaughter the human race. After all, the essence and blood of the human race,
It does have many functions.
After so many years, Patriarch Hongjun has been comprehending the way of heaven in Zixiao Palace and has never manifested his sage again. Therefore, many people are trying to change the rules he established at the beginning, so the human environment in the future generations of the universe becomes increasingly bad.
"I have used a special secret method to investigate this person. His name is Lin Han. He is the supreme being in the present universe and the strongest person in the human race in ancient times."
Mo Wanchou looked at the young man in green clothes in the scroll, smiled with a bloodthirsty arc on his lips, and said softly with a cruel look in his eyes.
Although there was a touch of elevation in his words, the cold look on his face was extremely strong, as if he was facing a little beast who dared to challenge a giant dragon, and it gave off a sense of ignorance.
His Demonic Dragon clan spans across the vast wilderness and is arrogant to all beings. There are really very few people who dare to massacre their members like this.
Lin Han, a young man from the next generation of the universe, dared to do this, which naturally made him a little angry.
There was even traces of murderous intent overflowing from his eyes.
"Hmph, the supreme being of the human race is just a joke. In front of us, the strong men of the Demonic Dragon Clan, he can be slapped to death with a casual paw."
"Let's take action, capture this kid, use the most cruel method in the world, kill him, humiliate him, and let future generations of the universe see how weak the human race is in front of the prehistoric races."
Some members of the Demonic Dragon Clan laughed ferociously and said cruelly.
Mo Wanchou nodded and smiled. This was exactly what he had in mind. He stood up immediately, his eyes as cold as sharp swords, and shouted: "Order your troops, set off, and kill the murderous ants!"
"Order your troops and set off!"
The other members of the Demonic Dragon Clan also stood up and shouted in unison. The entire hall was enveloped by a strong and murderous aura, which made some guards' skins tremble.
