An individual's life is affected by external behaviors, and the behavior of one's own perception, judgment, and cognition that conforms to the behavior of the majority of people is herd mentality, which is a psychological phenomenon common to most individuals.

People have a herd mentality, and the gods seem to have this mentality as well, for example, Muria found that many unrelated evil gods that he had never provoked also sent followers to hunt him down, such as the black-blooded beast Marat, and its only ally, whipping the maiden.

"The Mother of the Evil Dragons also issued an oracle for you to hunt me down?" Muria looked at the three ancient dragons in front of him coldly, he didn't expect that even the five-colored dragon queen was involved.

"Not really. An ancient black dragon stretched out its bony claws and scratched its chin, "We're just a little curious, why are those evil god believers chasing you all over the continent?

"I said no, do you believe it?" Muria sneered at the ancient dragon who was looking at him greedily, he had always been wearing the Saint Yao Emperor Yuan, and his back was surrounded by nine blood-stained exclusive weapons.

With the experience and vision of the ancient dragons, they definitely recognized what metal these weapons were made of, and these five-colored ancient dragons came to take advantage of the fire to rob.

"Hehe, aren't you wearing what you're wearing?" Another blue dragon with blue and white thunder all over his body looked at Muria with bad intentions, the greed in his eyes was undisguised, and he looked greedy.

"Descendants of Titans, we give you a chance to hand over the six weapons behind you, not only will we not embarrass you, but will personally escort you, how about it?"

The strongest of the three ancient dragons in the way, the ancient red dragon, opened his mouth widely, and directly asked Muria for the exclusive weapon behind him.

"Heh!" Muria laughed disdainfully, this ancient red dragon was testing his state, if he really chose to hand over his weapons, there was no doubt that these three ancient dragons would immediately start snatching it, the greed of dragons has no upper limit, Muria knows this very well.

"Blackmailing a Titan, where do you get your confidence?" Muria's eyes shone with golden thunder, and the Seven Sins Knife suspended behind his back fell into his hand.

"Bang!" a huge explosion sounded from Muria's feet, and the majestic and majestic Titan body rushed directly towards the ancient red dragon, and the dazzling sword appeared, as if it had become the only one in the world, and slashed down at the ancient red dragon that showed a look of anger.

"The Titan, who has not yet broken through the legend, dares to be so arrogant? Do you think you can despise the majesty of the legendary ancient dragon after fighting a few spicy chicken legends?" Facing Muria, who rushed towards it, the ancient red dragon was not to be outdone, and the crimson aura erupted from its dragon body, and the space was burned to the point of almost distortion, and cracks appeared.

"Boom!" a huge explosion sounded, Muria and the ancient red dragon collided with each other, and a spherical shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared, sweeping in all directions, destroying plants and trees, flying rocks, and a turbid space between heaven and earth.

"Ancient Red Dragon, hey, I don't see how powerful you are compared to other legends?" Muriya said in a disdainful voice. As the chaotic elemental clouds dispersed, the somewhat embarrassed figures of Muria and the ancient red dragon were revealed.

"Bastard, if it weren't for your weapon, how could a titan like you, who hasn't grown yet, hurt me?" The dragon's claws were spasming, and the ancient red dragon couldn't help but twitch and roared, which was caused by the claw that it had just used all its strength to grab at Muria's body. Between its chest and abdomen, a wound with lava-like blood was slowly healing, having been slashed by Muria.

"Weapons and equipment are also part of strength, you are already an antique who has lived for nearly a thousand years, don't you even understand this truth?" Mu Ruiya looked at the dragon blood on the Seven Sins Knife in his hand, which was gradually fading, and a pleased smile appeared on his face. Fighting powerful creatures is not only a growth for him, but also for his weapons.

"Besides, you've lived for so long, but you can't even get a decent set of armor and equipment, don't you think it's a special shame for the dragon clan?"

"Roar!" The ancient red dragon roared with some annoyance, it was originally a dragon species known for its arrogant personality, although it has lived for a long time and has restrained a little, but this arrogance belonging to the dragon will not disappear after all.

"Just a soul level, don't think you can compete with me with a few pieces of legendary equipment. Driven by greed, arrogance, anger, and many other emotions, like an erupting supervolcano, the ancient red dragon, which exudes infinite light and heat, instigated its wings, threw out flames that had been condensed into a liquid state, and rushed towards Muria.

"Your opponent is me, Balo Flame Demon, Broken Horn. Just as Muria reached out and grabbed the Prison Halberd behind him and prepared to face it, a mutilated figure suddenly appeared in front of him, just as in previous battles.

"Stand down!" Muria scolded, frowning.

"Master, I'll deal with this red dragon, and you can deal with the other ancient dragons. "The Balor, who was once defeated by Ansor and later transformed by the Lord of the Abyss, has a broken horn, and I don't know how many times he took the initiative to face the strongest enemy for Muria.

"Flash it for me, you can't deal with it!"

"Roar!" Ignoring Muria's order, the chaotic nature of the head was erased, and the humble Baro Flame Demon held the decapitation sword and the whip of flame to face the ancient red dragon.

"Broken Corner, this is my opponent. Muria will put down the Seven Sins Knife in his hand, pick up the Sun-Chasing Spear, raise his right arm, and throw it with all his might.

"Ang!" The ancient red dragon who was restrained by the broken horn didn't have time to dodge this sudden spear, and his body was directly pierced by the sun-chasing spear that turned into a beam of thunder, and it let out an angry roar, "Titan, I will never die with you!"

"Aren't you ready to fight me to the death when you appear in front of me?" Muriyah whispered, unconcerned about the dragon's threat. He didn't care about the threat and curse of the evil god, what was the curse of an ancient dragon?

"If you want to fight your master, you can't kill me first. "The Broken Horn was like an indestructible majestic mountain, so desperate that it could block the ancient red dragon's attack, leaving it with no chance to fight Muria.

"With a half-crippled body like you, you still want to block me?" There was a knife mark between the chest and abdomen, and the ancient red dragon with a spear stuck in its body roared, like madness.

It was indeed badly damaged, but the Barlow Flame Demon in front of it was even worse. A pair of wings had been almost torn off, only half of the tail was left, and the limbs were abnormally twisted.

"Broken Horn!" When he saw that his only remaining demon servant was torn off a piece of flesh by the ancient red dragon, the blood on Muria's body boiled, like a burning dragon flame......