……

In front of "Zuyoumu".

Yang Lingtian looked at the werewolf leaders of the past dynasties hanging from the tree, and these were the only ones who could be lucky enough to hang here.

"Holy Ancestor" is the honorific title of the werewolf clan for these nine ancestors, which has been remembered and respected by later generations from generation to generation.

But it's not limited to this, the nine "Holy Ancestors" are also the biggest hole cards of the werewolf clan, it is rumored that the flesh and blood left behind by the ancestors who opened the madness skill after their death has infinite power, and the latecomers eat it, and they can obtain the power of madness in a short time, and their strength has increased greatly.

In the legends of the werewolf clan for generations, a long, long time ago, there was a "great murderer" ashore in the endless waters, and its power was infinite and unmatched.

has been ravaging until the lair of the werewolf clan, and has no choice but to use the heritage on the "Zuyoumu", and many werewolves have started to go berserk, which is to repel the "big murderer".

Yang Lingtian looked at the hanging "jerky" with some surprise, it actually had this effect.

"Let's ......"

Smacking his lips, Yang Lingtian wanted to taste it, and he was very curious.

However, the next moment he dispelled this idea, the hairy werewolf leader had dried the "jerky" for thousands of years, after thinking about it, Yang Lingtian felt that he should still pursue it a little, although he was not jealous of being raw and cooked, but it had not reached this point.

As for his ability to develop the werewolf's madness skills, it's just curiosity, he can crush the living werewolf leader after the madness, not to mention the "Holy Ancestor" who has been hanging for many years.

"Hmm."

"Interesting."

Yang Lingtian nodded lightly, and the words came out softly, looking sideways at the werewolf leader.

"Take me around the rest of the clan."

Immediately after, Yang Lingtian spoke again.

"Hoo ......"

As soon as the werewolf leader heard the words of "Demon Lord", his nervous face suddenly relaxed, and he exhaled softly.

The nine "Holy Ancestors" on this "Ancestral Blessing Wood" are the most sacred existence of the werewolf clan, and they are also the most powerful hole cards, he is afraid that Yang Lingtian will have some bad thoughts.

Regarding the changes in the werewolf leader's aura, Yang Lingtian naturally knew everything about it, and naturally guessed his thoughts.

In this regard, he also did not care, if there was a real need, he would never mind reproducing the dragon king style of the "snake cave", that battle was a battle that thousands of lives were reduced to nothing.

However, there is no need for that now, and the "Holy Ancestor" can't arouse his interest.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

Two figures, one purple and one black, wandered around in the courtyard surrounded by black iron and wood, and gentle footsteps came out.

The rest of the werewolves who had returned dispersed one after another, blending with their fellow clans who had stayed in the lair, and as a result, all the werewolves' eyes fell on the small purple figure.

Curious, incredulous, fearful, provocative, and other eyes flashed, moving with the movement of the purple figure.

Yang Lingtian knew the gaze fixed on him around him, but he didn't think so.

He had begun to get used to the feeling of being in the limelight, a glory that only the strong could enjoy.

Yang Lingtian and the werewolf leader walked around and came to a "house".

"Lord Demon, please see, this is a resting place built by my clan."

"It can shelter from the wind and rain, and shelter many insects and ants."

The werewolf leader pointed to a "house" made of black iron and wood, and introduced it in a somewhat ostentatious tone.

"Hmm."

Yang Lingtian nodded with a flat face, and a soft nasal voice came out, indicating that he understood.

For the "house" in front of him, which covers the sky, cushions on the ground, and dots around him, he feels that he has not expressed his disgust, which is already very well cultivated, and he is very good at giving the other party.

This "house" is not as good as the wilderness pergola and teahouse in martial arts dramas, how can it enter the eyes of Yang Lingtian, who has seen the bright lights and prosperous cities.

The most unbearable thing for him is the strange smell, in the black ironwood forest, many werewolves are scattered, and they are far away from it, and now they find that every werewolf has a body odor when they get closer.

The terrible thing is that this body odor is a weird smell, which makes him unbearable, especially the "house" where these werewolves live, which is even more unbearable.

"Keep going ahead."

"Is there anything interesting in this clan?"

Yang Lingtian didn't enter the haunted house, and continued to walk forward, testing the werewolf leader between words.

He remembered the purpose of his visit, observed the werewolf clan, and found interesting things and things, if only he could find a "natural treasure" like clover.

"Yawn ......"

Wandering around, Yang Lingtian began to yawn for a while, and after a circle, there was nothing interesting, but it made him feel a little sleepy.

……

……

"Tick ......"

Yang Lingtian sat quietly on the black ironwood, looking at the water droplets dripping above, looking a little bored.

It's raining.

That's right, it's raining.

Don't think that it won't rain in this underground world, the water reserves around the island are huge, and with the washing of the high-altitude waterfalls, a large amount of water evaporates into water vapor, which keeps rising, and finally condenses on the dome 100 meters high.

After a long time, there were more water droplets, and naturally they fell one after another, turning into rain.

"Boom la la ......"

"Whoa......"

"It's raining......"

"It's raining......"

Many werewolves below rushed out of the house, dancing with their hands, obviously very happy about the rain, many stretched out their furry upper limbs to hold water droplets, and many directly opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues to catch the raindrops.

It seems that the water droplets dripping from the dome are particularly sweet, flavorful, and precious, which makes many werewolves cheer.

Yang Lingtian looked at the scene below with a smile, at this time, according to him, he had been in the werewolf clan for a while, after the initial strangeness and estrangement, now they communicate with each other and get along well, and they can be regarded as having a faint friendship.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Under the black iron wood, a mouse-like cry interrupted Yang Lingtian's thoughts, this was a small figure.

This newborn wolf cub was no more than thirty or forty centimeters in size, and he walked with a limp, obviously very curious about this creature that often stayed in the trees and looked different from everyone else, and often came to harass Yang Lingtian.

Yang Lingtian lowered his head, looked at the little werewolf who was screaming with a milky voice below, and showed a smile that he thought was "kind" to him.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

"Mom, help, the devil wants to eat me."

When the little werewolf saw Yang Lingtian's expression, he was so frightened that he cried, and ran towards the "house" with a crawl, and disappeared after a while.

“……”

Yang Lingtian was speechless for a while, many werewolves in the werewolf clan were very afraid of him, everyone was not a level of creature, and all werewolves always avoided him.

Even when it is necessary to talk, it is submissive, cautious and abnormal, and it cannot be done, this is the majesty of the strong.

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(End of chapter)