Lan Mo's expression was even more strange when he heard this, and he said with disdain: "Ignorant Terran, do you know what you are?"

Ning Feng was still quite puzzled to be honest, and said a little dazedly: "Puppet, isn't it right?"

Hu Hansan on the side actually had almost the same expression as Ning Feng in his heart, yes, this Nima is a puppet, these people of the troll clan won't have sudden brain cramps, what's so funny about a puppet.

Lan Mo and several troll clansmen glanced at each other and said mockingly: "Naturally, it's a puppet, but do you know what kind of puppet this is, do you know the origin of this thing, hahaha!"

Ning Feng spread his hands, shook his head blankly again, and said very frankly: "I don't know, a puppet is a puppet, oh, it turned out to be a puppet with a story?"

Lan Mo's eyes teased, and he said slowly: "Look at the puppet, is there a big god behind it, I think no matter how ignorant you human race are, you should have heard that there is a god race in this small world, this puppet is made by the god race." ”

Ning Feng had already guessed like this, because the divine characters behind the puppet were too dazzling, and it was difficult to think in the direction of the Protoss if he didn't want to notice it, so he said with an expression that I already knew: "What if you know?"

Lan Mo's expression became even more playful, and he mocked: "Ignorant human race, how can you know the details, let me tell you what a ridiculous thing you have done!"

The Suiren clan of the Protoss is extremely good at using fire, and their ability to control fire has reached a peak level, when they were once glorious, they almost dominated the forging of weapons and the supply of pills in the entire continent, and their combat power is strong, and other demon bloodlines are far from comparable.

Later, the Great War of the Hundred Clans, the War of the Gods began, as the Demon Race, they were responsible for the supply of weapons and equipment and the supply of elixir for a large part of the Demon Race, but because of some mistakes on the way, the Suiren Clan of the Protoss became a sin clan and was exiled to this Void Spirit Realm, I think, maybe you poor Terrans don't know about these alone!"

"I don't know. Ning Feng said calmly again, in fact, these are the secret fortunes of the demon race, even within the demon race, at least ninety percent of the demons do not know the real reason why those exiled demons were exiled to various small worlds in the first place.

Lan Mo sneered, and said more and more mockingly: "The Suiren clan of the Protoss was exiled to the small world, and it was abnormal to be low-key, as a super demon who was once comparable to the weapons of the dwarf race, and as a demon clan whose elixir achievements were comparable to those of the human race, they left behind a strict order, that is, no ancestral disciples are allowed to forge weapons and armor, and no clansmen are allowed to refine pills privately!"

When Ning Feng heard this, he seemed to have vaguely understood why the people of the Troll Clan would never forget the Protoss, so he wanted to know where they were hiding, because the Protoss Suiren Clan was simply their perfect slave!

What do you need for war? People, equipment, and resources, the troll clan is the most populous demon clan in the small world, there is certainly no shortage of people, and in terms of equipment, their army equipment is actually quite good, but for other people such as the orc race, it has not yet formed a crush, and every time they fight, they still have to rely on the corpses and blood of the clansmen to lay down every inch of land.

There are too many categories of resources, but there is one thing that is almost extinct in this small world, that is, elixir, alchemy, not only to meet external conditions, but also to have talent, looking at the troll clan, or all the demons who rely on demonic qi to become stronger, can alchemy, whether it is a high-level or low-level alchemist, it is one in ten thousand.

However, the Suiren clan of the Protoss is an outlier, they are born with a affinity for fire attributes, and their ability to control flames is extremely terrifying, and the quality of the elixir they refine is too good, and they were once exiled to the world because of their clan, and it also led to a nearly hundred years of elixir crisis, which shows their huge influence.

Lan Mo continued: "The elixir, after all, is a thing to save people, for what reason we don't know, but the Suiren clan of the Protoss has obviously acquiesced to the fact that rare elixirs are sold every once in a while for thousands of years.

And forging weapons and equipment is what they have always forbidden, and this puppet you take out now is what they made more than 600 years ago, but unfortunately, it is a failure, a big failure!"

"Failure?" Ning Feng was quite curious, and Lan Mo also liked to see Ning Feng's expression of not understanding anything, so he immediately mocked: "Yes, a great failure, its owner was once called a madman of the Protoss, this madman was too obsessed with studying forging, and openly disobeyed the rules of the Protoss, and later betrayed the Protoss."

What's even more interesting is that one of my troll seniors happened to meet him at that time, took him in, and provided him with a place to study the art of blacksmithing, during which time he made a large number of weapons and armor for my troll clan, and created the most powerful force of my troll clan today.

It's a pity that no one is perfect, his last work before he died, that is, this puppet in your hand, failed, it didn't know how much precious resources of my troll clan was consumed, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were wasted, but the final result was a failure.

The Protoss traitor named this puppet Heavenly Rebellion, and before he died, he told us how to use it, and kept shouting that it was a pity.

Some of my clan's predecessors have personally used it several times, and they have found that this thing consumes demonic energy too terrifying, and even a little forced to absorb the user's demonic energy, even if it is my troll clan, I can't bear such terrifying consumption, you are just a human race, don't think that it is useless to have demon blood, this thing is a complete failure, and those who have used him have almost ended up becoming his sacrifice, so we laugh at you, in fact, we are sympathetic to you, you are really a poor worm, what kind of great treasure is this hoodoo thing, it is really fearless for the ignorant, and pathetic for the ignorant！”

Ning Feng laughed after hearing this, but his expression relaxed, this is really a failure? Ning Feng naturally didn't want to believe it, something that couldn't even be destroyed by the Broken Heaven Sword, he didn't believe that this would be an ordinary thing.

As for what the Protoss senior who forged this puppet said before he died, Ning Feng felt that maybe it wasn't like that, what people meant by pity, it was actually a very debatable thing, but it was a pity that this thing was not finished and was it really a defective product? Or was it a pity that he exhausted his efforts to come up with such a thing, but he didn't have the opportunity to test it in person when he came to the end.

Ning Feng is more inclined to the latter, this Suiren Clan is not simple, Ning Feng's heart is full of thoughts, because he just noticed carefully, Lan Mo just mentioned the Dwarf Clan and the Afterlife, the Dwarf Clan Ning Feng is not very clear, but the Afterlife Heaven is more or less clear, as one of the most ancient forces of the Terran, its existence time is probably terrible for a long time, which also reflects the terrible origin of the Suiren Clan of the Divine Race......

If you have a chance, it seems that you know a lot more about some secrets of the continent, Ning Feng thought so in his heart, and then turned his eyes to the blue desert in front of him, only to hear the latter continue to say arrogantly: "Your name is Ning Feng, right, speaking of which, your human race is really pitiful, you are just a vain name among the hundred races, wait, one day, my demon army will swallow your human race, and then my troll clan will be able to see the light of day again!"

Hearing this, Hu Hansan and Ning Feng's expressions changed at the same time, Ning Feng's heart was strange, didn't Lan Mo himself say that they were exiled demons, what does the unification of the mainland demon race have to do with their restoration of freedom?

But obviously, Lan Mo just missed his mouth for a while, and then obviously diverted the topic and said viciously: "Come on, ignorant human race, let you see how ridiculous the baby puppet in your eyes is and you today!"

After that, the blood qi around Lan Mo's body suddenly surged and boiled, the aura of the original Beginner Martial Emperor soared directly to the middle Rank Martial Emperor, and the realm of the Martial Emperor Dual directly reached the Martial Emperor Fifth Rank or even higher, Ning Feng's eyes narrowed, and then he realized that this guy was not chatting with him to tell stories, but had been secretly using some secret method to improve his cultivation, and the depth of his scheming also made Ning Feng impressed.

Lan Mo's eyes turned black and red, his hair was black and purple, and his breath was terrifying, and the spear in his hand was soaring, and he saw that the demonic qi was actually burning, and the breath of destroying the world made Ning Feng's scalp slightly numb.

With a sneer, the sound of clothes breaking sounded, and Ning Feng saw that Lan Mo's shirt was directly shattered into strips of cloth, and the terrifying muscle lines revealed the explosive power, and the demonic qi on the body was tumbling, and the Baoguang Dao Dao was full of green muscles, which was shocking to see.

Ning Feng took a deep breath, although he didn't know what kind of secret method he was doing, but it seemed to be a bit similar to the Violent Blood Mad Divine Pill that he had come into contact with in the past, it was the kind of pill that suddenly skyrocketed in strength in a short period of time and increased the combat power of the realm by a large margin, this technique that Lan Mo used at this moment should be a little bit of a meaning.

Ning Feng was not idle, the black evil qi had been frantically injecting into the puppet Heavenly Remnant, and his mind controlled the puppet, the pocket version of the spear in the latter's hand was finally restored to a state capable of fighting, Ning Feng's mind called a kill word, and then saw the puppet attack on Lan Mo.

In the field, the blue desert spear was shining brightly, with a bang, and then collided with the puppet spear desperately, the demonic qi was rolling, and the terrifying physical strength of the blue desert was obviously more terrifying than before, under one blow, the puppet actually automatically used a lot of black evil qi to defend, and Ning Feng could clearly feel that the puppet's aura was a little weaker.

His eyes narrowed, and he secretly said that it was not possible to go on like this, it seemed that he had to drag this Lan Mo by himself, and the puppet's surprise attack could have the possibility of winning, at least in this case, this was the only possibility to defeat and kill Lan Mo.

The illusory illusion appeared, Ning Feng's body shape remnant image said, and while moving quickly, one after another Wolong Seals were quickly thrown out, bombarding towards Lan Mo, the latter knew the power of Ning Feng's Crouching Dragon Seal, and they all avoided it one by one and did not dare to resist, at the same time, the demonic qi figures on his spear were transformed into shape, and then between swings, Ning Feng noticed that several illusory demon shadows were quickly killing in his direction.

A strong wind blew, Ning Feng's body was stunned, and then he lowered his head to dodge, his back suddenly cooled, Ning Feng jumped up, jumping out of a height of several zhang, at this time, Ning Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle, he looked down, but found that his right foot was stained with blood, and the blood kept flowing out.

When was he injured? Ning Feng frowned, just now a total of four demon shadows waved out by Lan Mo, Ning Feng's eyes looked at them all without blinking, there was no possibility of not dodging, the phantom that the two demonic qi blades on his head and neck turned into, the one that attacked and killed his waist, plus the one that didn't hit him at all in the first place, how could he still be injured?

Ning Feng's eyes narrowed, and then he looked at the wound under his feet, and suddenly realized that this Lan Mo also had a back hand, and his wound was clearly injured by some sharp hidden weapon, not a demonic qi blade at all, the appearance of this wound reminded Ning Feng of the sharp hidden weapon that Hu Hansan pulled out of his ass before, and the truth was revealed, it turned out that the guy who sneaked up on Hu Hansan was the young patriarch of the troll clan.

On the other side, the puppet fell to the ground with a bang and never got up again, and Lan Mo's figure was obviously more than ten feet away from the puppet, Ning Feng looked at Hu Hansan, and said with a dark face: "Senior brother, what are you doing here?"

It turned out that Hu Hansan had been brewing in the shadows for a long time, and finally used a martial art that was comparable to the power of a high-level martial emperor's blow, when the puppet was in a stalemate with Lan Mo, Hu Hansan seized the opportunity and overturned Ning Feng's puppet at once.

His face flashed with a moment of embarrassment, Hu Hansan coughed dryly, and then said awe-inspiringly: "Senior brother, what kind of hero is two dozen and one hero, if you don't win, senior brother really can't stand it, so I will make you lose your way, okay, you continue." ”

Ning Feng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, this guy is good at assisting, I'm afraid it's fun now, and he has no chance to win at all.

In fact, Ning Feng wants to say that he is fighting alone, and his current combat power is definitely not weaker than Lan Mo, but because of Hu Hansan, a seriously injured man, he naturally has to stay behind, and he must be thoughtful, and at the same time deal with Lan Mo, he must also consider whether the other troll clansmen around him will suddenly attack and directly kidnap Hu someone, no way, it is because of this that he is so uncomfortable.

If it is a battle without any worries, Ning Feng can even directly use the human sword to unite without distractions, and he can suppress the current Lan Mo from beginning to end, so that he will not be forced to rely on the help of puppets.

And even if Ning Feng summoned the puppet, he deliberately arranged the puppet near Hu Hansan, which can be described as well-intentioned, but it is a pity that it is precisely because of this that someone directly succeeded in the surprise attack and successfully killed his teammates.

Ning Feng was helpless, he looked up at the void, his eyes flashed, his heart might have to think about how to run away in the end, this senior brother is too capable, Ning Feng pondered whether to give him a hand knife to let him sleep.