"You must have persecuted my people. ”

The totemic god is extremely arrogant, and endless time passes, not to mention wisdom.

"I'm just here to recruit soldiers, where did you come from? The Winged Terran people have low combat power, so they can barely use it, this request is not too much. ”

Ye Lingtian smiled in the car.

The air is stagnant and extremely suffocating.

In the place of Wingman Village, the god of totems is the god of domination.

It rules everything.

"Stupid, you don't know what the power of the true God is. ”

The winged man totem does not pull the bow, but directly smashes it towards the chariot with a giant bow.

"God doesn't!"

The Redwings were taken aback.

There's his old friend in it.

Thundering storms, the power to destroy everything.

Obviously, the life and death of a little female bird is not something that the god of the winged totem needs to care about.

Rumble!

Above the chariot, a light and shadow appeared.

Powerful suppressive power, filling time and space.

On the entire high platform, the forbidden Wingman Village formation was all covered.

That power is stronger than the power of the giant bow's smash, a thousand times over.

Although invisible, the power is absolutely there.

The power of the giant bow against the sky was suppressed by gurgling, and then collapsed in an instant.

There is no possibility of resistance at all.

Including the Wingman Totem God, all the creatures related to the Wingman Village knelt down one after another.

In particular, the winged man totem itself, with its huge body size and huge gravity, crushed it after kneeling on the high platform of the statue.

And Ye Lingtian was standing in the sky, and the chariot under him was not moving, which was the most well-preserved thing in the current scene.

In the chariot, the captive female bird, the outer creatures of hell called the Dragon Maiden, had crawled out of the chariot.

She had just woken up and saw the destruction of the space, not knowing what was happening.

"Who are you?"

The winged man totem, gritting his teeth, still couldn't be convinced.

"Martial arts are respected, is this the reason you face the strong?"

Ye Lingtian's majesty spread.

This sentence can explain everything, and it is common in the six paths.

"I ...... The Winged Terran is willing to submit to the strong!"

The Winged Human Race totem was reluctant, but after Ye Lingtian's words came out, his mood was obviously much lighter.

This is the meaning of surrender.

"The Wingman Village is willing to submit to the strong. ”

All the rumbling voices under him broke out, and these winged people, where could they dare to resist him.

"Even if you know each other, you will have something to say later. ”

Ye Lingtian smiled, knowing that this matter was over.

The next moment, he had swept out of the village.

Three under five divided by two, the whole ogre clan was kidnapped, nothing more than temporary detention, nothing else.

Soon, he returned to the Wingman Village and began interrogating the Wingman Totem.

It has survived in the outer path for countless years, and there should be a lot of things to know.

He spent so much effort to get the Winged People to summon it, and the totem had to have its value.

"West Heaven?"

After hearing the sound of the winged man totem, Ye Lingtian's brows furrowed slightly.

Six reincarnations, heaven and man are the strongest.

And the three Qing and the four royals, and the three Buddhas of the West Heaven, are equal existences.

However, the two sides practice different mysteries, and there has never been a handover.

Including Ye Lingtian, who has returned to the ruins for eternity, has never been in contact with the Buddhas of the Western Heavens.

Buddhism talks about selfless ferrying, not fighting with cultivators, and Ye Lingtian is not a person who deliberately makes trouble.

Now it seemed to him that he needed to put that idea aside.

"With the power of a hell barren, the Hell King can confront the Lord of Hell who occupies the realm of the Eighteen Hells, and he is indeed supported by the Buddhas of the Western Heavens. ”

At the moment, the Wingman Village is exhausted, and he doesn't have any good feelings about the Hell King who will conquer resources at will.

Betraying the Hell King at the moment is quite fast.

In fact, according to the winged totem, there is a passage to the western sky in this domain.

It's just that passage, I don't know where it is.

And so it was.

Six realms of reincarnation, the supreme of heaven and man.

The Heavenly Heavenly Three Clear and Four Imperial Palaces, the Heavenly Heavenly Middle Domain, which is suitable for the cultivation of the Supreme of Heaven and Man, and at the same time, it can also suppress the cultivation of the Supreme of Heaven and Man.

It is completely different from the thirty-three-day bitfield.

His Ye Lingtian's perception realm will also be suppressed.

The Hell Outer Dao will not suppress his cultivation, but the power of perception will still be greatly weakened.

If it is connected to the West Heaven, it will be easy to understand.

The Western Heaven and the Thirty-three Days were originally completely different spiritual mysteries.

"It may not be that simple. ”

Later, Ye Lingtian thought about speaking out.

If the King of Hell has the support of the Western Heavens, it will be easy to suppress the Lord of Hell.

Even if the two sides are immortal, there are countless lifetimes of reincarnation.

However, in this kind of thing, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, and in the course of history, it is the king of hell who has been suppressed by the lord of hell.

There are indeed many doubts.

"I, the Terrans, am willing to serve the Dragon Emperor forever. ”

Later, the winged man totem was again an extremely pious Tao.

In exchange, Ye Lingtian smiled.

At this level, it is indeed rare for this clan to be able to maintain the power of the totem true god.

However, they show that they are effective, and they just listen to it.

He, Ye Lingtian, if he can rely on these guys to succeed, he doesn't have to mess around.

……

Outside hell, there is a mixture of creatures.

The amount of blood of his clan is even more than the eighteen hell realms, this is not an illusion.

At the moment, Ye Lingtian has arrived at a city, and its city is under the outer road, also known as the underground city.

In the city, the six tribes are the mainstay.

The winged human race, the minotaur clan, the manticore lion clan, and the winged poisonous dragon clan, all the clans gather here.

And this city is also one of the giant cities in the outer road.

"The Dragon Emperor, the main force of the traitors of the Winged Human Race, is here. ”

In the shadows, Ye Lingtian sneaked with the wingman totem, and also brought more than a dozen male and female wingmen, all for convenience.

The dungeon, to say that it is a city, is more like an extremely steep terrain.

Between the mountains and mountains, ancient fortresses, deep caves, swampy pools, and taverns built with huge animal bones are all laid out.

Its main color base is only crimson and dark.

"How do I feel that I have been used as a gunman?"

Ye Lingtian watched in the dark and smiled.

The Winged Humans have a totemic god, of course, because the Wing Race has stayed in their ancestral land for too long.

However, it is obvious that the hellish creatures who have such a totem god should not be so small after the war and their race has been consumed by war.

It is precisely because many people in the tribe could not bear the gradual impoverishment of the tribe and chose to leave.

This is a big rebellion for a clan.

Once upon a time, the Winged Human Clan had no way to punish these traitors, but now that Ye Lingtian is here, it is different.

"Don't get me wrong, these guys are closer to the Hell King's core, and only they know the Hell King's traces. ”

Next to Ye Lingtian, the winged man totem, wiped the cold sweat.