In the Blood Clan's hall, there was silence at the moment.

After this war, there are less than ten ethnic groups left, and it can be said that the glorious history of the hundred ethnic groups has completely ended so far.

Including Kalomos, everyone has a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox and a cold lip and teeth.

At this moment, Kalomos had some regret in his heart, and he involved Mu Chen in the melee between the East and the West back then, although he had a chance to get out of the Liuhe Labyrinth, but the remaining clans had no chance to get out of Mu Chen's control in the future!

It's like no one can get out, they just jump from one cage to another.

When it came to Junyan and the little Taoist, they seemed extremely relaxed at the moment.

Although this is still the West, after this battle, they know that from today on, Mu Chen is the master here.

At this moment, the two of them stood in this hall, and they no longer felt the slightest captive, but had a posture of a peasant turning over and taking their belongings.

The little Taoist priest held his head high, grinned widely, and his face was full of excitement, as if he was saying to everyone: "Come on, don't all of them want to ravage you Daoist Master and me?" Come on, I really think that you have a master in the West, and my master will easily destroy you with a wave of his hand!"

That little expression, not to mention how proud he was, as if it was not Mu Chen who had been killed by blood just now, but himself.

"It's coming!"

Suddenly, I don't know who screamed in a low voice, everyone suddenly held their breath, and one by one, their eyes couldn't help but look outside the door of the main hall.

I saw there, a lonely figure, indifferent in his eyes, and indifferent, like the supreme one in this heaven and earth.

He walked step by step, entered the main hall, no one dared to say half a word, looking at his gaze, very complicated.

There was fear, there was awe, and there was a faint touch of grief and indignation, but no one dared to hate.

"Master!"

The little Taoist shouted, hurriedly walked over, stood behind Mu Chen, held his head high, looked at the people around him proudly with a fox and a tiger posture, a pair of eyes.

Mu Chen glanced at him, shook his head slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, strode to the first seat of the main hall, and sat down directly.

This time, it was still in that position, but no one dared to provoke him anymore and say half a word about him.

His gaze slowly swept over the bodies of the people below, before there were twenty or thirty races, fifty or sixty masters comparable to the Xuanying Realm, at this moment, there were less than ten races left. Those Xuanying masters only left less than twenty people.

With Mu Chen's glance, he wrote down all the remaining races.

At this moment, the hundred races in the west, in addition to the blood race, there are only five races left, including the dark elf race, the natural elf race, the beautiful snake Medusa race, the dwarf race, and the Meizu race, which is not even one-tenth of the original hundred races, which can be described as extremely desolate.

Under Mu Chen's gaze, everyone lowered their heads, looking like courtiers, which made the atmosphere of the scene more dignified.

"Today, for the sake of you and others, even if you have a hatred before, I can ignore you!"

Finally, Mu Chen spoke, and everyone at the scene trembled, looking at Mu Chen with solemn eyes.

What they were most afraid of was because they had offended Mu Chen in the main hall before, and at this moment, Mu Chen would settle the score, but when Mu Chen said this, they knew that they seemed to be thinking a little too much.

It was only at this moment that they thought that in addition to being powerful, the Huaxia clan also had that compassion beyond ordinary people.

Although the Chinese people are not virgin, they are by no means murderers. In the great war thousands of years ago, the Huaxia clan let go of the Western tribes, and today, Mu Chen also let them go.

It's a pity that thousands of years ago, no one knew how to be grateful, only hatred. But this time, they faintly felt ashamed and inexplicable.

It's like a weak person, always want to provoke in front of the strong, the first time he is punished, he is spared once, not only is he not grateful, but he thinks about revenge, but after the second time, he feels the powerlessness to resist again, and after a deep fear, he is forgiven again, and he can finally have some enlightenment.

It's not that the people of China can't destroy the Western races, it's just that they disdain it, they are merciful, but their mercy is not something that anyone can trample on.

A thousand years ago, the hundred tribes were extinct, and less than half of them remained, and today, there is not even a tenth of the hundred tribes left, all of which is enough for anyone to reflect.

"But!"

Just when everyone was secretly relieved, Mu Chen's words changed and said: "However, in the future, if you dare to do anything crooked about my Huaxia, don't blame me for Mu Chen's ruthlessness, everyone, you must die!"

Everyone trembled, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

They didn't dare to question Mu Chen's words, let alone Mu Chen's strength.

The ability that Mu Chen showed just now, let alone destroy a few of them, even in the heyday of the Western Hundred Clans, there was not necessarily anyone who was Mu Chen's opponent.

"Wait, you understand!" Mu Chen saw that no one replied, his voice suddenly became a little colder, and he said coldly.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped, and at this moment, their hearts were racing.

It's not that they don't want to reply, but under Mu Chen's strong oppression, everyone doesn't dare to take a breath except for silence, where do they dare to make a sound!

"Meizu Titara respectfully obeys the order of Huaxia Mu Chen, and is willing to sign an eternal peace treaty with Mu Chen, from now on, I, Meizu, will never move the slightest hatred towards Huaxia!"

When everyone's faces were full of nervousness, suddenly, in the Meizu, a middle-aged woman with a fox tail and two fox ears stood up, pursed her lips and smiled, charming and boundless, and bowed slightly to Mu Chen.

When he spoke, although he was expressing surrender, not only was he not unwilling at all, but he gave people a full sense of conquest.

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

I knew before that there was a legendary nine-tailed demon fox in Huaxia, but there was also a legendary Meizu in the West.

Meizu is actually not much different from the fox demon, they are called Meizu, also known as the fox clan, belonging to a race of half-orcs back then, they are simply natural fox spirits, this move is full of irresistible temptation for anyone.

Even Mu Chen, a person who only cares about reality and doesn't care about false fame, has an indescribable sense of excitement in the face of her submission.

Behind the leader of the Meizu clan, two Meizu women, with delicate faces and silky eyes, give people a feeling of deep love and ready to move when they look at people.

The two Meizu women also glanced at Mu Chen deeply, with a little grievance in their eyes, and slowly lowered their heads, which made people feel not only pity.

It seems that these two beauties themselves should not be oppressed like this.

Even Mu Chen couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, as if he was born with a sense of guilt when he treated them so strongly.

He stabilized his mind, and his expression immediately became silent, he knew that this kind of flattery was not deliberately displayed by Meizu against himself, but a natural eyebrow bone, and every move would be revealed.

At this moment, if you want to say what means Meizu wants to use on itself, it is absolutely impossible, even if you borrow a thousand of their guts, they will not dare to mess around.