Ling Qingfeng smiled, shrugged and said, "Forget it!" You're so big, I'm not enough for you to stuff your teeth! What is the sacrifice you want? Let's hear it first, maybe I can do it! ”

Hearing this answer, St. The Scorpion Cherokee laughed, and the whole space trembled.

"Interesting! What an interesting little bug! If I hadn't known that you were an alien from outside the sky, I'm afraid even I would have fallen for you! "St. Scorpion Cherokee said with a smug smile on his face.

Ling Qingfeng was shocked, and his brows immediately furrowed, "What the hell are you?" Why would you know about me! ”

As he spoke, an extremely dangerous thought arose, and Ling Qingfeng only felt that his whole body was cold.

Facing an existence that is so powerful that it can't resist at all, and the other party obviously knows its own details, this is terrifying! What exactly is it? Jinni? Or the devil? And how many of your own secrets do you know?

The troll shook its head and smirked, "I am the Great Saint. Scorpion Cherokee, nothing that happens around this sea of sand can be hidden from me! You are not a summoner, and you don't have the strength of a saint-rank warrior, but you were able to come here through the sea of sand, what are you not an outlier? ”

Ling Qingfeng's heart was relieved, maybe this guy didn't know what was going on, but maybe it was just deliberately paralyzing itself, so he still had to be careful. "St. Scorpion Cherokee, I don't mean to offend you, I'm just curious about the world. Why are you here? Is there anything I can help you with? Ling Qingfeng spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, and at the same time, deliberately revealed his kindness.

The troll was slightly startled, and leaned down its huge body. brought that handsome face close to Ling Qingfeng.

Ling Qingfeng was not afraid, although this guy might only have one mouth. You can swallow yourself, but in momentum. There is no obvious difference between the two. "Ridiculous! Saint. The Scorpion Cherokee is great, second only to the existence of the gods, and does not need anyone's help! But you, weak outliers, what do you want when you come to my territory? The troll shouted with pride on his face.

Ling Qingfeng had an idea, straightened his waist, and raised his head and said, "I want to know the secret of the summoning technique!" Will you tell me? And the call of the gods you just mentioned, you seem to hate that word! "Got it! You want to know about the world. Then destroy it! From this point of view, our goal is the same! Bugger! The troll's voice was low.

Ling Qingfeng was shocked again when he heard this, shook his head and said, "I didn't think about destruction, I just wanted to understand!" "That's because you don't have the power! If you have enough power, you'll want to destroy this tiresome world! I promise! The troll quickly roared again, then stretched out its finger and aimed its fingertips at Ling Qingfeng's head.

A green ray of light hit Ling Qingfeng, and a large number of pictures and massive amounts of information poured into his mind.

No one knows how fast the mind is, some say it's even faster than light!

And Ling Qingfeng was at this moment. I understood who the troll was, why it was here, and what kind of place it was.

Middle-earth. As early as 100,000 years ago, it was already a world dominated by summoning.

On this continent, all races practice summoning. Endless summons from another dimension have contributed too much power to this world.

In ancient times, summoning was divided into two major schools, one was that the caster used spiritual power as a medium. The Divine Summoning Technique, which directly summoned alien beasts from the different dimensions, and later evolved many small branches such as summoning charms and summoning elixirs. But for the most part, it is done by signing a spiritual contract with a strange beast.

The other is the Demon Soldier Summoning Technique, which seals the soul of the killed Demon Beast into a weapon, and then uses it as a medium during the battle to summon the Demon Beast from another space for the master to drive.

The themes of the two schools are very different, and finally a ten-year war between gods and demons broke out, and in the end, the demon summoner failed, and was drowned in the rolling river of history by the massive summoning beasts of the gods.

And those who believed in the summoning of the demon soldiers were slaughtered cleanly, and even their collateral descendants were deprived of the right to summon, and were exiled to the vicinity of the Savage Ancient Plains, becoming a weak tribe that could never turn over.

Saint. Scorpion Cherokee is the highest achievement of the Demon Soldier Summoning Technique, a tenth-order Demon Soldier Summoning Beast, an existence that is only one step away from becoming a god.

And around its altar, the weapons inserted on the altar were all the personal weapons of those demon summoners from 100,000 years ago, and a fierce summoned beast was sealed in each weapon. "The biggest difference between us Demon Summoning Beasts and God's Summoned Beasts is that they can return to the other dimension after being injured, while we can't! We only exist within weapons, and only by killing and devouring can we replenish our energy and continue to be strong. That's why we're also called the Beasts of Destruction, and we're enemies with the Summoned Beasts of God! You understand now, right? “

Saint. The grand voice of the Scorpion Cherokee echoed over the space for a long time, and the tone was full of depression and unwillingness. "The evil demon god is above, 100,000 years have passed, you are the first person to come here, and you do not have the smell of the call of the gods, a voice in the dark tells me that you are the lucky one selected by the demon gods, and you will carry the luck of the demon god soldiers and lead my sons to regain the light!" The troll's voice began to get excited.

Ling Qingfeng stared at the troll, and from its face, there was no expression that could express emotions. "You're the first, the luckiest one?" Ling Qingfeng took a deep breath, how did he feel like that guy was doing direct sales advertising? How can it be such a coincidence? The arrangement of fate is even more bullshit! He is not even a human being in this world, and the gods in this world can not care about themselves, if there are really gods! "Now, you can pick a magic soldier!" Saint. Scorpion Cherokee's tone calmed down again, as if he had become a high-minded god again.

Ling Qingfeng's gaze swept over the weapons inserted on the altar, each of which contained special fluctuations, which were very attractive.

However, he didn't go directly to get it, but asked loudly: "Saint. Scorpion Cherokee, thank you for sending me the weapon, do I need to do something for you? “

Saint. Scorpion Cherokee lowered his head, his broad lips moved, and muttered, "Pick a demon soldier that belongs to you, you will become the successor of my clan, and then, go to battle!" “

Ling Qingfeng thought about it very carefully, then stood up and raised his head and said, "Saint. Scorpion Cherokee, this story you told is wonderful, but there are two things I don't really understand! First, you said that the demon soldiers can only survive by devouring other summoned creatures, so how can you and these demon soldiers be sealed here for more than 100,000 years, how can you still grow so big? Second, when I came in, what was the matter with the sacrifice you were talking about? Didn't you say I was the first to come in? “

After Ling Qingfeng asked, Saint. Scorpion Cherokee was silent.

The entire vast space became silent, except for the light overhead, which kept changing, like stars twinkling in the night sky. "Damn! Damn bugs! What you asked reminded me of a lot of unpleasant things! You damn it! "That's right! I, the great saint. The Scorpion Cherokee devoured them! Because I'm the strongest! If they're stronger than me, they'll swallow me too! In our Demon Soldier world, that's nothing! What's more, they are just asleep, and the Demon Soldier Summons Beasts are immortal! "The troll's face is a little distorted, and its voice is sharper than before." As for those offerings, haha! Not bad! Humans are indeed a cunning race, and you have discovered it! I asked the woman to choose the sacrifice. It took me a lot of effort to defile her soul, she didn't need to be summoned by the demon soldiers, I asked her to bring all the remnants of the tribe here, and I had to choose the successor myself! But I didn't expect you to be automatically sent to the door! You're good! It's really good! You know? Your body is very well refined, as long as time passes, you are definitely the best carrier of the magic knife! I'm looking forward to that day! “

From the other party's words, Ling Qingfeng had already vaguely deduced the answer he wanted.

It was this monster who used evil magic to bewitch the Thousand Machine Girls and let her wage war between the tribes, with the ultimate goal of driving all the people in the tribe to this sea of sand and let the monster choose the right sacrifice. As a result, he let himself break in by mistake. (To be continued.) )