"Oh no, Sterling is here with a whole bunch of men!"

"What?!!Sterling killed?How dare he ......?"

At this time, there was a panicked commotion outside, accompanied by the sound of ping-pong fighting. The corners of Roland's eyebrows lifted, and when he walked out of the door, he saw thousands of people killing in a mighty manner, menacing, and the worst cultivators were all median demon soldiers, and they actually gathered the strongest group of 50,000 people.

The fourteen people standing at the front have the highest cultivation, and thirteen of them should be the thirteen median demon generals in Auret's mouth, there are all races, and they are surrounded by a minotaur led by him, from him, Roland feels a hint of threat, it should be the only high-ranking demon general among the fifty thousand people, Sterling.

I saw that he was a foot tall, carrying an exaggerated giant axe on his shoulder, and his naked upper body was covered with a black mane like wire, and he stood there like an iron tower, and the horns on his head shimmered in the scorching sun.

At his command, thousands of people immediately surrounded several houses here.

"Bold!Sterling, this is the Tribal Stronghold, the Chief's Residence, what do you mean you're bringing so many people?!" Sean snapped forward.

Five or six thousand middle and upper demon soldiers, more than two hundred lower demon generals, thirteen middle demon generals, and one upper demon general, after visually inspecting the enemy lineup, Sean's heart sank, but he refused to lose his momentum.

"Hahaha, what do you mean? Can't you see it yet? From today on, the Sword Spirit Tribe will be decided by me Stirling, and those who know each other will surrender immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Looking at the original team of the Sword Spirit Tribe, who were surrounded by groups and unable to fly, Sterling couldn't help but laugh proudly, his eyes cold.

It was in vain that he lobbied all sides during this time, and used the benefits of the aftermath to induce, for example, there was top-level magic among them, and finally succeeded in persuading the eight median demon generals to support him, and then he took this power and used coercion and temptation to force the five median demon generals who remained neutral to fall to himself, and finally there was a scene where he threatened the core area of the Sword Spirit Tribe today and forced them to surrender.

No wonder he is cautious, although he is a high-ranking demon general, the strongest among the entire 50,000 people, as long as he raises his arms and shouts, and then promises benefits, he will inevitably be cloudy, and he can completely rely on his strong strength to unify the entire tribe, but the natives of the sword spirit tribe in front of him are not so easy to gnaw, among them, the three middle demon generals actually have top-level magic, and they can fight with him in a short period of time when they join forces, even if he can win in the end, he will be hit hard, and it is easy to be picked up by others who are eyeing him, then it is not beautiful, which is why he did not dare to kill those three people with serious injuries in the first place。

But it doesn't matter now, he has the support of the thirteen middle demon generals, and he has no worries, as long as he kills the group of natives in front of him, he can leap into the great chief of the sword spirit tribe under one person and above ten thousand people, and he can do whatever he wants.

No one knew that half a year ago, he was still the son of the great chief of the Minotaur tribe with tens of thousands of people, and if nothing else, he would never succeed to the position of the big chief, because there was a younger brother on his head, a younger brother who had the cultivation of a superior demon general before the age of forty, and as an elder brother, he was only a lower demon general at that time, and was hidden under the boundless light of his younger brother.

As a result, a monster frenzy changed his fate, when everyone in the tribe joined forces to resist the monster frenzy, he left his people as a cover, chose to escape, and became a deserter, originally in this endless scale of monster frenzy, fleeing everywhere is death, but he was lucky to survive, and awakened the racial talent skill called [Crazy Domain], this talent skill has rarely appeared throughout the entire tribal history, and the people who awakened this talent skill grew up and eventually became the powerhouse of the Nightmare Mountain Range.

As soon as the [Crazy Domain] comes out, as long as it is a creature of the same level, it will be controlled by anger, lose its mind, become his puppet, help him fight, and in the process, the creatures controlled by the domain will continue to deliver magic power to him, this magic power is not ordinary magic power, it is a magic power that can be absorbed by him after the transformation of the domain and will not be repulsed, as if these magic powers themselves are cultivated by himself.

However, it has a fatal drawback, that is, after using the [Crazy Domain], he will also be controlled by anger, lose his mind, and become a fighting machine, which will not end until the enemy is killed, or he is killed by the enemy.

Relying on the [Crazy Domain], he was like a fish in water in the monster frenzy, and countless monsters of the same level were controlled by him, helping him fight with his kind, and continuously delivering a steady stream of magic power to improve his cultivation, and in this way, his cultivation was quickly promoted to the top level of the demon general.

He could have used this to improve his cultivation all the way, but soon the monster frenzy ended, and he didn't dare to go deep into the mountains, for fear of drawing out a powerful existence, so he returned to the tribe. After returning to the tribe, he found that his father was dead, eighty percent of the clansmen were dead, and his younger brother succeeded him as the chief of the Great Chief, and he used the [Madness Domain] to control his younger brother, allowing him to watch his hands kill all the clansmen who looked down on him in the past, and then he stepped on his head and feet under his brother's hateful, angry and unwilling gaze, and it was the happiest day in his life.

Then he heard about the Sword Spirit Tribe, so he took the rest of the clansmen there, and found that he was actually the highest cultivator among these tens of thousands of people, since this was the case, then why did he send someone to the fence, why didn't he become the chief himself?

"It's too much! We kindly took you in and sheltered you, why do you do this to us?" Hart rebuked angrily, his little face flushed.

Usually no one cares about a child's words, but in this case, saying such a thing suddenly made some people's faces become unnatural, and their eyes were a little evasive, and they didn't dare to look directly into the child's eyes.

"Innocence, the law of the jungle, strength is respected, this is the law of survival in the Nightmare Mountains, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too weak. Minotaur Sterling said coldly.

"Really?" At this time, Roland walked out, and when he heard the words, his voice was indifferent, "In that case, then let me see how strong your strength is." ”

"Oh, it's up to you?" Sterling looked cold, and when he saw that it was a child with a black cloth wrapped around his eyes and long light blue hair who was speaking, he suddenly looked around and laughed, "Hahaha, is there no one in the Sword Spirit Tribe? It's ridiculous to let a little kid out of the horse and still be blind!"

The crowd of centaurs who came with him burst into laughter, extremely relaxed, purely as a joke, and did not feel that he was a threat at all.

"Shut up, Sterling, you are not allowed to insult Lord Roland!" Hyakkimaru shouted angrily as he pulled out his Tang sword. The sword elders also moved their feet, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would have to splash blood for five steps.

"Insulting the Great Chief is insulting our Sword Spirit Tribe, and we will never give up!" Sean pulled out his big sword and scolded coldly.

"Gree, Great Chief, he?" The laughter came to an abrupt end, almost out of breath, and Sterling looked weird, his expression worse than eating a fly.

"Hahahaha......" After the extreme silence, the arena broke out again into louder laughter than before, as if Sean's words were the funniest joke in the world.

Stirling had already laughed out of tears, since he came to the Sword Spirit Tribe, he had never seen the tribal chief, and he was a little worried about whether this mysterious and mysterious chief would be a hidden master, after all, the three of the Hyakkimaru who had fought with him all had a median demon general cultivation, and they had top-level magic, what do you think, as a tribal chief, the cultivation should only be high, not low, but it turned out to be a five or six-year-old child.

He didn't care at all what kind of cultivation a five- or six-year-old child could have.

"It seems that if you don't have some strength, some people still think that I, the big chief, am an ornament. Roland chuckled, and as he spoke, his eyes sank, his feet kicked the ground, and his figure flashed, and the man had come to the front of Sterling's head.

Sterling's eyes tightened, and before the smile on his face could be contained, he saw a dark shadow flash in front of him, and the sole of a shoe rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

Bang!

The soles of the shoes were fiercely imprinted on his face, his facial features were concave and deformed, and Sterling's tall body was suddenly shot backwards by a huge force from his face, smashed into the crowd, and the people turned over on their backs, plowing a long uninhabited ravine, and destroying dozens of stone houses before stopping.

Looking into the pile of rubble, I saw that Stirling, who had not been able to die before, was lying in the rubble like a dead dog, one face could no longer be seen, one of the eyeballs was paste, the other was hanging from the sunken features, and the whole head was drooping like a leaky basketball, and blood was gurgling.

The scene was suddenly silent, and the thousands of people who came with Stirling were stunned for a moment, and the powerful and invincible Stirling was killed in this way?

Looking at the small figure on the field, these thousands of people couldn't help but show fear in their eyes, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, Sterling, the top demon general, was defeated and killed by a kick, how are they opponents. In the field, whether it was a large number of demon soldiers or a group of demon generals, they all looked at each other in horror and disbelief.

"Lord Roland has become stronger, and I have to work hard, I can't be left too far, I have to keep up with the footsteps of adults. Hyakkimaru clenched his fists excitedly, as if he was the one who used the power of that kick. is also a median demon general, he and the two sword elders tried their best to fight a draw with Sterling, but Roland can achieve a one-kick kill, how big the gap is.

Roland landed slowly, stomped his foot, felt the abundant power contained in it, looked at the mess caused by the power of this kick, and nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the strength and strength of the physical body have been greatly improved, and even a high-level demon general can be eliminated in seconds without noticing, but I don't know if this is the upper limit, but I feel that there is still strength left, Roland said secretly.

"Answer: After the host devoured the remains of the Dark Demon Flame Dragon, the strength and strength of the physical body reached the level of half a foot stepping into the Demon Shuai Realm. ”

Oh, is it the body of the half-step Demon Shuai Realm? I see, Roland's eyes were full of stars, and he was thinking about whether to try another demon king one day. But he is only YY, not to say that luck is impossible to repeat again, just say that even if he gets a demon king's body again, he will not dare to devour it, after all, the last time he can successfully devour and not die, or rely on the [Great Sage] to load a lot of energy, digest most of the energy, only to escape the catastrophe, if you do it again, the system has no place to digest.

Just as he was thinking like this, the Minotaur in the pile of rocks suddenly moved his fingers, clenched suddenly, twisted his body irregularly, and slowly stood up, in the process, the blood on the ground quickly flowed back, the shriveled head returned to its original state, the eyeballs re-condensed, bubbling with blood, and a blood-colored energy fluctuation rippled on his body, and the momentum changed, making Roland's eyes freeze, and his face was slightly solemn.