100,000 years ago, in addition to the Yanhuang bloodline, many other races were called barbarians.

The barbarians are ferocious, murderous, and ambitious, and on the banks of the Yellow River, they attack and kill, and invade Yanhuang.

Under the anger of the primordial demon lord, he led tens of millions of disciples of the Demon Palace to fight, swinging in all directions, leveling the world, and causing all the barbarians to panic and bow down to slavery.

At this point, the entire world map, as far as the eye can see, the barbarians are all slaves, and they are the only ones.

100,000 years have passed, the years have changed, the vicissitudes of life, and everything has not stood the test of time.

The world has changed completely.

The spiritual power is thin, and the cultivators are declining.

The historical fault, starting again from Ru Mao's blood drinking, to now, is embarking on a scientific and technological road.

Yanhuang is no more, and now there is only a country called Tianlong.

What made Emperor Jiu feel fortunate was that the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom was still flowing with Yanhuang blood.

But the slave clan in the past is no longer a slave, and even violated Tianlong many times, and there are many crimes, and it is difficult to write!

Di Jiu read part of Professor Yang's memories and knew a lot about the history of nearly 5,000 years, although he knew that the times were different today, but when he saw this girl speaking slave language, he still couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Chen Xiya felt that she was very unlucky.

After studying, I came out to work part-time to distribute flyers and experience life, but I didn't expect to encounter neuropathy.

What barbarian slaves, ordinary people who don't have any spiritual power, what is the following offense, wipe it out......

A society governed by the rule of law!

I don't blame you for your mental problems, but can you not come out and scare people?

Ula Ula Ula ......

Sirens blared throughout the street.

Chen Xiya knew that this psychopath couldn't escape.

"It's a pity to have such a handsome face!" Chen Xiya lamented in her heart.

In recent years, nine out of ten handsome men in China are demonic, and the last one is still a little white face......

Just when Chen Xiya's thoughts jumped, a great change suddenly happened.

Bang!

In the shocking explosion, the police car at the front rolled over, and the flames soared into the sky.

Then, two large trucks drove out from the side at the same time, one in front of the other and one behind, blocking the road.

On the big truck, one after another men with their faces covered and holding hot weapons rushed out and frantically pulled the trigger.

Da Da Da ......

The gunfire was continuous.

The whole street was filled with screams and wails.

Countless people fled in a hurry, each taking refuge.

Emperor Jiu's face was indifferent, and he looked at it coldly.

The barbarians of this era use very strange weapons.

"Ahh

Chen Xiya, who was beside Emperor Jiu, screamed in fright, squatting on the ground with her head in her hands and trembling.

And the policeman who was forced to kneel by Di Jiu was also so frightened that his face turned pale, crawled forward, hiding behind a billboard and not daring to come forward.

Shout!

A bullet flew towards Emperor Jiu.

Di Jiu didn't dodge, he didn't feel any threat.

Poof!

The bullet hit Di Jiu's body, only piercing his clothes, but he didn't hurt even a single hair.

Di Jiu only felt like a mosquito bite, reached out and took the hot bullet in his hand to look at it carefully, and then shook his head: "Which fool designed a hidden weapon here? The noise is too loud and the speed is too slow, so it has some effect on ordinary people." ”

As everyone knows, Chen Xiya almost pulled out her eyes and stepped on them as a light bulb.

She was beside Di Jiu, and she could see it really clearly and clearly.

The bullet obviously hit Emperor Jiu, but the other party didn't even have anything to do, and it seemed that he was still very dissatisfied with the power of the bullet?

Is this a neuropathy, or is it a non-human being?

Shout!

Another bullet flew towards Emperor Jiu.

With a wave of his hand, like a mosquito, he easily opened the bullet.

Chen Xiya was completely stunned.

Emperor Jiu's eyes flashed: "Don't bother to pay attention to the affairs of you and other slaves, don't force the deity to make a move!"

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the third stray bullet came straight towards Emperor Jiu.

Emperor Jiu was furious.

As a demon cultivator, he already has a bad temper, and he has already been warned, and he dares to make a move, this is a provocation.

Anyone who dares to provoke will be killed! What's more, the provocateur is still a slave people!

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Emperor Jiu's spiritual power was running, and his figure disappeared abruptly, like a streamer, shuttling quickly.

After just five breaths, Emperor Jiu returned to his place, as if he had never moved.

And those masked gangsters stood there stiffly, silently.

The world is pure.

The streets were in shambles, littered with vehicle wreckage, the smell of blood was permeating, and bodies were lying in pools of blood.

Chen Xiya's mouth opened into an O-shape, looked at the picture in front of her in disbelief, and then pinched her thigh hard, making her gasp in pain.

Not a dream!

Turning his gaze to Emperor Jiu, Emperor Jiu in Chen Xiya's eyes had an indifferent face, purple flashes in his eyes, awe-inspiring and domineering, like a demon god.

"Sir...... Are you from the Avengers?"

After Chen Xiya was sluggish, her eyes were full of fanatical colors, completely forgetting that she had regarded Emperor Jiu as a psychopath before, and now she was already an idol-like existence.

"The Avengers? Is it a cultivation sect?"

Di Jiu didn't answer, but he kept the five words of the Avengers in his heart.

"When I'm free, I'll have to go to this sect. ”

In the middle of the street, the doors of a limousine, heavily guarded by police and bodyguards, opened.

Subsequently, a blonde and blue-eyed, extremely beautiful, tall and graceful figure, with a mature and charming atmosphere, walked towards Emperor Jiu in the escort of several bodyguards.

With an excited look on her face, she came in front of Emperor Jiu, then put her slender jade hand on the proud curve, and bowed to Emperor Jiu: "Sula thank you, respected senior!"

"I don't understand slave language. Emperor Jiu said coldly in Chinese.

Sula was stunned and immediately repeated it in fluent Chinese.

"What kind of path are you cultivating?"

A purple light flashed in Emperor Jiu's eyes, and then a look of curiosity appeared.

He could see that there was a faint blood-colored energy in Sula's body, which was very weak, probably at the level of the Mortal Martial Realm.

"Senior, this is not the place to speak, can you please follow me to the place where I live, and let me repay you for saving your life. The big Yanma named Sula looked at Di Jiu, his eyes were full of reverence, and there was a fanaticism like Chen Xiya.

"The little slave clan, whether it was or is now, always likes to sacrifice beautiful women, in order to get rid of the slave identity, and even wants to destroy my Yanhuang orthodox bloodline, its heart can be punished!"

Di Jiu put his hands behind his back, turned away from looking at Sula, and said indifferently: "The deity doesn't look down on you, and I don't want to be pampered, so you better get out." ”

Sula couldn't help but be stunned.

She couldn't understand most of Di Jiu's words, but she understood the last five words.

With a look of disappointment on her face, Sulla didn't dare to say anything more to this god-like young man.

One step at a time, he turned back three times, and finally sighed and retreated silently.

Chen Xiya listened to the conversation between Di Jiu and Sula in her ears throughout the whole process, and she was stunned.

She held her chin with her hand to prevent it from dislocating.

Sula is the daughter of the president of Australia and Africa, and her status is noble, which can be described as above one person and below tens of thousands of people.

What's more, she is also a world-famous international superstar, and I don't know how many people around the world regard her as the lover of their dreams.

Countless people dream of being close to Sula, even if it is just a meal, and they are willing to give up their wealth but can't ask for it.

When he came to Di Jiu, he was disdainful, and what was even more terrifying was what he said?

Don't want to be pampered?

As a native of Tianlong and often watching ancient court soap operas, Chen Xiya knows very well what the word pampering means.

She wanted to complain: Before you say this, can you ask others if they are willing to let you be pampered?

Eventually, Chen Xiya came to a conclusion.

This guy is still a neurotic, a very strong neurotic.